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Chapter 287: Old Jin's Moving Story

After twenty days of intensive shooting.

Jin Qixuan has finally completed a number of promotional photos for the new products he is endorsing, as well as a new round of wonderful photos for his renewed endorsement.

After that, Jin Qixuan devoted himself to subsequent promotional activities.

end of the month.

After half a day of busy work.

Jin Qixuan dragged the Samsonite suitcase that he endorsed and stepped into his grandmother's house.

Today is the day Kim Jong Kook is moving.

Wait until he rang the doorbell.

Soon, Kim Jong Kook opened the door to greet him.

"coming."

After saying hello, Kim Jong Kook turned back to the sofa and continued playing his PS4 game.

Jin Qixuan walked into the room carrying a suitcase.

I was surprised to see that the house was still the same as before.

"Uncle, haven't you started tidying up yet?"

"What's there to pack? There's nothing to bring anyway."

Kim Jong Kook answered casually with his eyes fixed on the TV screen.

"what……"

Jin Qixuan looked at the items in the room and didn't know where to start.

After a while, the doorbell rang again.

Jin Qixuan got up and opened the door.

It’s agent Jiazhen.

"Good afternoon, Uncle Jiazhen."

"Ah, Qixuan, you're here too. Where's your uncle?"

"Playing games."

The two walked into the house while talking.

Jiazhen looked at the untouched room and asked the same question as Jin Qixuan:
"Brother, did you really not clean up anything? You still look the same."

"Well, there's nothing to bring anyway."

Kim Jong Kook still didn't look up, concentrating on his game.

"But you have to take the clothes."

Jin Qixuan said as he looked at the mountain of clothes.

"Yeah, brother, stop playing games and pack your bags."

"Ok."

Kim Jong Kook saved the game progress, then stood up and stretched his body, and said with emotion:
"Oh my god, I've never left home in my life."

After saying this, he looked around, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and said:
"Just pack your clothes."

Hearing this, the three of them focused their eyes on the clothes rack.

Jiazhen looked at the black clothes and finally couldn't help but ask a question:

"Brother, why are all your clothes black?"

"Because white and gray are somewhere else."

Then, Kim Jong Kook instructed Kim Ki Hyun:

"Go get my suitcase."

"Use mine."

Jin Qixuan said as he walked to the door and carried in the suitcase he endorsed.

Kim Jong Kook watched Kim Ki Hyun deliberately show the Samsonite brand logo on the box to the camera, shook his head and laughed, and said:
"You kid..."

"Hehe~"

Seeing this, Jia Zhen hesitated and said:

"Normal moving uses cardboard boxes, right?"

"Because all I have to pack are clothes."

"But, bringing only clothes is more like traveling, right?"

Hearing this, Jin Qixuan interrupted:
"Because my uncle hasn't grown up yet, he will often find excuses to go home."

"Stop being so joking and help me clean up."

Kim Jong Kook waved his hand, signaling the two to start the action.

Soon, the three of them began to get busy.

Kim Jong Kook carefully folded the clothes one by one.

The clothes transition from deep black to pure white and then to calm gray.

Then, he handed it to Jin Qixuan who was standing beside him.

Jin Qixuan took the clothes, turned around and handed them to Jia Zhen behind him.

Jiazhen is responsible for putting the clothes into the suitcase in an orderly manner.

After doing this for nearly five minutes, Jin Qixuan discovered something was wrong and said:
"Uncle, why do you bring only sportswear?"

Kim Jong Kook continued to fold the clothes in his hands without looking up and replied:
"Sportswear is enough. I don't need to wear anything else on a normal day."

"But don't you need to attend some events sometimes? It's not appropriate to wear sportswear."

"If there are activities, they will prepare clothes, don't worry."

As he spoke, Kim Jong Kook stopped what he was doing, looked up at Kim Ki Hyun, and asked jokingly:
"You kid, do you think I'm too rustic?"

Jin Qixuan nodded without any reservation and said bluntly:
"Yes, uncle, why didn't you wear the suit I bought for you last year? I only remember you wore it once at Zhongji's wedding."

Kim Jong Kook smiled and shook his head, not caring at all, and said:
"I'm not like you. I don't pursue fashion. For me, as long as the clothes are comfortable to wear, that's enough."

"Uncle, you can't just consider your own feelings. You have to make the girls think you are good."

"Pfft hahaha..."

As soon as these words came out, Jia Zhen next to him suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud.

Kim Jong Kook turned to look at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said:
"why are you laughing?"

"Nothing, nothing." Jia Zhen quickly waved his hands, trying to calm his laughter, and said, "I just suddenly thought of something interesting."

Kim Jong Kook didn't say anything else and continued to fold clothes with his head down.

After a while, he raised his head and said to Jin Qixuan indifferently:

"I don't care. I don't make a living by my looks anyway."

When Jin Qixuan heard this, he rolled his eyes and said jokingly:
"Uncle, that's not right. Apart from your looks, muscles and music, you are useless in other aspects!"

Upon hearing this, Kim Jong Kook burst into laughter:
"Hahaha, kid, you only know how to make me happy."

Jiazhen looked at the interaction between the two and couldn't help but sigh:

"Brother, you and Qixuan have such a good relationship."

"Of course, we are uncle and nephew."

Although Kim Jong Kook kept emphasizing that he didn't need to bring anything.

But when the cleanup really started.

But I found that one suitcase could not hold all the items.

"You need to bring shoes, underwear, skin care products, toiletries, etc. You can't just take clothes."

Jiazhen watched Kim Jong Kook stuffing clothes into the suitcase and couldn't help but remind him.

Kim Jong Kook finally woke up from his dream, nodded and said:

"Oh, yes, and these too."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the drawer and began to search for his underwear.

Kim Ki-hyeon and Jae-jin watched Kim Jong-kook take out a few pairs of underwear that had obviously been worn for a long time from the drawer and prepare to put them into the suitcase. The two looked at each other and were speechless.

Jin Qixuan quickly stepped forward to stop him:
"Uncle, these old underwear can be left here. Aren't there new underwear that has not been opened?"

Kim Jong Kook looked down at the underwear in his hand, then looked at the new underwear beside him, and said:
"I don't want to think about it. The old one is not worn out yet..."

"oops!!!"

Jin Qixuan became anxious and put the unopened underwear into the suitcase without saying a word.

Busy for a while.

Kim Jong Kook finally set his gaze on the old brown sofa, a nostalgic look on his face.

"You have to take this sofa with you, too."

"this?!"

When Jin Qixuan and Jiazhen heard his words, they almost simultaneously made sounds of surprise and all looked at the sofa that looked a little old.

Kim Jong Kook nodded and explained:

"Although the color may not match the decoration style of my new home, this sofa has always been with me and contains many memories. I think I should take it away."

"Uncle, this sofa is already so old, why don't we just leave it here? It would be great if we could just buy a new one."

"You do not understand."

Kim Jong Kook gently adjusted the position of the sofa so that he could lie on it more comfortably, and then showed it to Kim Ki Hyun:

"Because this room is small, I have never fully unfolded and laid flat before, and I always felt a little regretful."

After saying this, he lay down on the sofa leisurely like a leisurely old man, and continued with a smile:

"Now I can finally enjoy this sofa. So I have to use it to its full potential."

"Nothing wrong."

Jiazhen agreed immediately.

"But, uncle, didn't you want an all-black decoration? The color of this sofa doesn't match it?"

"How about laying down a black cloth? I can't live without it anyway."

"Oh my." Hearing this, Jin Qixuan couldn't help but sigh and said:
"Clothes are better when new, and people are better when old. Uncle, I'll buy you a new one."

"No, it's not broken, why should I buy a new one?"

Seeing Kim Jong Kook's firm attitude, Jia Zhen thought for a moment and said:

"In that case, this sofa looks a bit heavy. We need to call a moving company."

After hearing this, Kim Jong Kook smiled and waved his hand:

"Why call a moving company? It's a waste of money. You two are young and strong, it's easy for you to lift a sofa."

Jin Qixuan: “…”

Jiazhen: “…”

Kim Jong Kook was lying on the sofa when he suddenly thought of something. He turned to Jiazhen and said, "Oh, by the way, Jiazhen, aren't you good at installing game consoles? You have to help me install the game console later."

Jiazhen nodded and agreed readily:
"No problem, brother, don't worry, I will help you get it done."

Kim Jong Kook smiled and continued:

"Come to think of it, my TV has never had cable installed before, so I have to wait for the reruns to watch any show, which is quite inconvenient."

"But after the cable was installed, I didn't even watch it once because I felt bad about the money."

He shook his head helplessly, as if he was amused by his own contradictory psychology.

"Uncle, there are free movies to watch inside."

"is it?"

Seeing this, Jin Qixuan turned on the TV and operated it for him.

Soon, a list of free movies appeared on the TV screen.

Among them was the poster of "Brave Citizens".

Kim Jong Kook recognized Kim Ki Xuan at a glance, with a hint of surprise in his eyes:
“Isn’t this your movie?”

Jin Qixuan nodded, a trace of reminiscence appeared on his face, and said:
"Yeah, this movie is my big screen debut, and it's been a year."

Jia Zhen, who was watching the conversation between the two, smiled and suggested:
"Since it's on TV, why don't we watch it for a while?"

"Goodbye..."

Jin Qixuan tried to stop it.

But the voice seemed a little lacking in confidence.

I played the villain in this movie.

Moreover, compared with now, my acting skills at that time were a little immature.

It’s not really a dark history.

After all, he won the Baeksang Newcomer Award.

Mainly, I feel a little ashamed.

Seeing Kim Ki-hyun's look, Kim Jong-kook became interested.

"Qixuan, I remember you played the villain in this movie, right? Dongxun also made a cameo appearance in it, right?"

As he spoke, he reached out for the remote control and prepared to start playing the movie.

"uncle……"

Jin Qixuan tried to stop it, but it was too late.

Soon, the movie started playing.

Jin Qixuan's young face appeared on the TV screen.

In stark contrast to his usual sunny image, Jin Qixuan looked crazy and sinister at this moment.

The character Han Xiugang played by him displayed a terrifying aura on the screen, and every look and every movement was full of ruthlessness.

Jin Qixuan sat on the bed watching his first appearance on the screen, feeling mixed emotions.

Although he had tried his best to interpret the role at that time.

But now when I see how crazy and critical I was back then.

I still feel a little embarrassed and ashamed.

Soon, as the plot unfolds.

Jin Qixuan also began to feel restless.

I really want to escape.

However, what he didn't expect was.

Kim Jong Kook and Jae Jin both watched it very seriously.

There was no trace of mockery on his face.

And when Kim Ki-hyun and Han Hyo-joo showed some wonderful fighting scenes in the movie.

The two of them couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Qixuan, your fighting scene is really good. Your moves are spot on."

Jiazhen praised.

Kim Jong Kook also nodded in agreement and said:
"It's really entertaining. I remember you said that you designed a lot of the action routes, right?"

Jin Qixuan recalled the scene at that time and explained with a smile:
"Well, it was mainly because Han Hyo Joo was a little bit stupid. She always hit me when we were filming the fighting scenes. Later I discussed it with the action director, and he gave me a chance to save myself and designed some action routes."

Hearing this, Kim Jong Kook joked:
"Haha, if you say bad things about her behind her back, be careful that she will come to your house to settle the score."

Jin Qixuan was not panicked at all and smiled: "She doesn't know anyway."

At this time, Jiazhen patted Jin Qixuan on the shoulder, pointed to the location of the camera, and reminded:

"Qixuan, look at that."

Jin Qixuan looked in the direction he pointed, and his smile froze instantly.

"She probably won't watch this show..."

That's what it says.

But Jin Qixuan immediately stood up, bowed deeply to the camera, and said sincerely:
"Nuna, I was just joking, don't take it seriously..."

This scene made Kim Jong Kook and Jae Jin burst out laughing.

After laughing, the three continued watching the movie.

As the plot deepens, the film also comes to the final ring battle.

The moment when Han Xiugang, played by Jin Qixuan, finally fell down.

Kim Jong Kook and Ja Jin couldn't help but sigh.

"Well, justice will be served."

Hearing this, Jin Qixuan curled his lips.

Although Han Xiugang in the movie ended up going to prison.

But the reality of Han Xiugang...

In other words, bullying in reality is even worse than what is shown in the movies.

Finished watching the movie.

The three continued to pack their things.

Kim Jong Kook packed the game consoles and other electronic devices into boxes, while Jiazhen was responsible for sorting out the remaining clothes and sundries.

Jin Qixuan stood aside, handing them some necessary items from time to time.

After a busy time, all the luggage was finally packed.

Kim Jong Kook looked at the boxes and packages on the floor and said with emotion:

"I didn't expect that a grown man like me would have so many things."

Jiazhen laughed and teased:
"Brother, are you moving or fleeing?"

Upon hearing this, Kim Jong Kook couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, we're done packing, let's go."

Just as the three were about to leave.

Jiazhen's eyes suddenly fell on the wooden board on the roof, and he asked curiously:

"Brother, what's behind that wooden board? I've always been curious. I've never seen you open it."

Hearing this, Jin Qixuan explained:
"That's the attic. If the things downstairs are old, they're from ten years ago, and upstairs are piled with things from twenty years ago."

"Eh? How do you know so much?"

Kim Jong Kook looked surprised: "I don't even remember what was in it."

"Uncle, you forgot, I came to steal cough one night, to find your Triple Crown trophy, and then went up."

"Oh, yes! Let's go up and take a look. I forgot what's in there."

As he spoke, Kim Jong Kook pulled down the attic ladder and climbed up.

After a while, he threw down two pairs of green army underwear that were twelve years old.

Seeing this, Jiazhen laughed so hard that he couldn't stop.

When Kim Jong Kook heard Jia Zhen laughing so hard below, he couldn't help laughing too and said:
"These two pairs of underwear are really commemorative..."

Having said that, he continued to look through the pages.

Whenever an item is found.

He would tell Jiazhen and Jin Qixuan below about the related memories of the past.

However, as they were chatting, the two people downstairs noticed that Kim Jong Kook upstairs suddenly stopped moving.

Seeing this, Jiazhen shouted towards the attic curiously:
"Brother, why aren't you talking?"

Kim Jong Kook was silent for a while, then whispered:
"Ah, Jiazhen, I found the diary that my girlfriend from when she was young wrote by hand, and I sent her text messages every day."

"A love letter? Read a paragraph. Read a paragraph to us."

"Yes, uncle, I want to listen to it too."

Kim Jong Kook gently flipped through the yellowed diary, as if looking for a suitable paragraph.

After a while, he said, "In the second half of my relationship, the text messages I sent her became shorter and shorter. One of them was this."

The two people downstairs couldn't wait to ask: "What is written?"

Kim Jong Kook took a deep breath and read slowly: "A certain year, September 9th, 14pm: I went to exercise."

Jin Qixuan: “…”

Jiazhen: “…”

Not hearing what he wanted to hear, Jia Zhen rolled his eyes and urged:
"Brother, it's getting late, we should leave."

"Excuse me, both of you please be quiet for a while and let me be alone for a while."

"Oh...then come down later."

Jiazhen and Jin Qixuan downstairs looked at each other, then sat silently on the bed waiting for him.

Kim Jong Kook sat on the wooden board of the attic, holding the yellowed diary in his hand, with a complex light flashing in his eyes.

Time passes quietly like this.

Twenty minutes later.

He finally came down from the attic.

There was a faint smile on his face, as if he had found inner peace.

"Okay, let's go."

"Ah."

Afterwards, Kim Jong Kook carried the bags by himself.

Jin Qixuan and Jiazhen, on the other hand, had to carry the sofa downstairs with great difficulty.

(End of this chapter)