Peninsula: It’s just a dream, are you serious?

Chapter 201: The End of First Love

"Ah"

In a private room at a coffee shop near Chen Yan's house, Jung Soo-jung suddenly felt an itch in her nose and couldn't help but sneeze.

Seeing this, Chen Yan asked with some concern, "What's wrong? Are you cold?"

Krystal Jung raised her hand and rubbed her nose; "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt a little itchy."

"Oh."

Chen Yan nodded, seeing that she was about to pick up an iced Americano again: "You should drink less, or you might really catch a cold."

Krystal pursed her lips slightly and silently put the coffee back.

I turned on my phone screen and glanced at the time; almost an hour had passed.

After thinking about it, she decided not to delay any longer.

Looking at Chen Yan, she subconsciously picked up her coffee again and bit the straw.

The coffee in her hand seemed to become her support. The girl's gaze wandered, and she asked casually, "How are things between you and Taeyeon unnie lately?"

This was a tactful way of asking the question that she came up with, which was better than asking "Are you and Taeyeon unnie together?" right off the bat.

Moreover, the question was quite reasonable, because she had been talking about Kim Tae-yeon with Chen Yan from time to time.

Chen Yan was stunned when he heard this.

It wasn't because Krystal's question was sudden, but because many people had already asked similar questions.

First there was Im Yoon-ah, then Lee Soon-kyu, and now it's Jung Soo-jung.

Everyone seems so interested in his relationship with Kim Tae-yeon.

He replied with a smile, "It's great. We chat every day and occasionally meet up when we have free time."

"That's it"

As she slowly released the straw from her mouth, Krystal Jung managed a forced smile, but her heart sank deeper into despair.

A mobile phone can't really capture emotions, but looking at Chen Yan's expression now, I can clearly feel the emotions he felt when he mentioned Kim Tae-yeon.

The question I'd always wanted to ask, but never dared to, was answered right then and there.

But seemingly clinging to a last sliver of hope, the girl forced a smile and asked more definitively:

"How long have you and Taeyeon unnie been together?"

Chen Yan thought for a moment and said, "Yes, it's been more than two months."

He and Kim Tae-yeon got together at the end of August, and now it's the beginning of November, so it's been more than two months.

"More than two months."

Krystal Jung murmured a sentence, unable to maintain her smile any longer.

So, for the past two months, I've been living in a self-deceiving dream?
Now, she finally got the accurate answer she wanted to know, and her self-deceiving dream was completely shattered.

A sharp pain began to shoot through her heart, and she instinctively put the straw in her mouth and started sipping the cold coffee quickly.

It seemed as if the cold liquid was trying to flow into my heart to relieve the persistent, burning pain.

"Hey, Soojung."

Chen Yan noticed the girl suddenly drinking her coffee quickly and was about to say something to remind her.

But the girl had already sipped all the coffee in the cup, leaving only small pieces of ice that gleamed coldly under the light.

Why are you drinking so fast? If you drink so fast, your stomach might feel uncomfortable later.

"Oh, it's nothing. I just suddenly felt a little thirsty, so I drank it a bit too fast."

Krystal Jung smiled again and quickly replied to Chen Yan.

She met the man's gaze for a moment, then quickly looked away, glancing down at her phone to check the time.

"It's almost nine o'clock, let's go. I promised Song Qian that we'd be back before nine."

The girl spoke quickly, just as she had before.

She wanted to leave before the chill in her body completely subsided.

Otherwise, once the chill subsided, she wasn't sure if she could bear the resurgence of heartache. Jung Soo-jung didn't want to cry in front of Chen Yan.

"okay."

Although he didn't know why Krystal Jung seemed a little anxious, Chen Yan didn't think much of it and got up to follow the girl out of the private room.

As he walked out of the coffee shop, he glanced at Krystal Jung, who was looking down at her phone, and smiled. "Do you want me to drive you home? My house is nearby, it's a quick walk."

Krystal Jung gripped her phone tightly with both hands, took a deep breath, and then looked up at the man, trying her best to put on a natural smile.

"No need, I'll just take a taxi back. My dorm isn't far from here anyway."

Chen Yan thought about it and agreed: "Okay, let me know when you get to the dorm and you'll be safe."

Seeing an Airbus taxi approaching from a distance, Chen Yan stopped it and gestured for Jung Soo-jung to get in.

"See you next time."

Jung Soo-jung paused as she opened the car door, then turned to look at Chen Yan and smiled, "Yeah, see you next time."

"boom"

The car door closed, and it slowly started moving.

As the red taillights faded into the distance, Chen Yan turned and walked towards his residential compound.

In the car, Krystal Jung sat in the back seat, but instead of giving the driver her dormitory address, she gave him her home address.

She just lied to Chen Yan.

She told Victoria Song on her phone that she had no plans for tomorrow morning and would be going home tonight.

Besides, given her current condition, it would indeed be better for her to go home.

There are teammates in the dorm, and it's not like everyone has their own room. If I cry, Choi Sulli will definitely find out.

Home is better; at least there's a separate room at home.

As long as I pretend nothing's wrong and fool my parents, I can hide in my room and cry secretly.

Strangely enough, the coldness in my body had long since disappeared, but the heartache did not return.

It was as if that iced Americano had actually flowed into my heart; although the coldness subsided, the icy liquid solidified on the wound, causing it to scab over in a tangible way.

Krystal Jung stared blankly out the car window for a few minutes, then seemed to remember something.

She picked up her phone, opened Kakao, found that familiar profile picture, and sent a message to let them know she was safe.

Damn it: Okay, I'm home too.

After staring at the message for a moment, Krystal's vision suddenly blurred, and that heartache broke free from its restraints and struck again.

The streetlights kept streaming into the car through the windows, but once they caught sight of the girl's wet face in the back seat, they quickly disappeared, not daring to disturb her any longer.

Her blurry vision remained fixed on the phone screen, and the girl bit her lip tightly to keep herself from making a sound.

In her mind, scenes from her first meeting with Chen Yan to the present played on a loop.

Do I really like him?
I really like it.

Although her affection was more like a subtle, unrequited love, the most passionate expression of it was simply her lying in bed alone late at night, laughing and rolling around.

But that's still liking it.

Krystal Jung was a little unsure where this feeling of liking for someone came from, but does liking someone really need a clear timeline?

All she knows now is that her first love seems to be coming to an end.

It ended without the knowledge of the other party.

The situation ended with only a strange driver by my side.

It ended at a moment known only to myself.

That's probably what unrequited love is like; you even have to avoid crowds when you're sad and crying.

But if your first love is gone, will your feelings for someone also stop?

As night fell, a taxi sped through the darkness, carrying a girl who was crying silently, towards their destination.

(End of this chapter)