The number one playboy on the Peninsula!

Chapter 214: Tainan Black Girl's Tricks
The next day, in Twice's nanny car, Kim Da-hyun looked out the window at the scenery of the neighborhood, and her mood, which had been gloomy in recent days, couldn't help but improve a lot.

It was really that someone was too troublesome, which made her scared.

The new dormitory complex is a residential apartment complex that ranks among the best in Jiangdong District. It has a quiet environment, a supermarket, and good greenery. She had visited the dormitory rooms in the apartment building several times with her sisters before, and they were great.

Most importantly, she finally doesn't have to sleep in a bunk bed anymore...

"Tzuyu, why are you happy at one moment and unhappy at the next?" Sana Minatozaki was close to the maknae. Her expression was up and down all the time, which made Sana Minatozaki suspect that her boyfriend had made the maknae unhappy again?

"No, unnie, I'm quite happy..."

Zhou Ziyu pursed her lips, her tied-up hair drooping down her back, her eyes twinkling, "Finally, I can sleep in a big bed..."

Actually, she is a little unhappy... because tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, her mother can't come to Seoul, and the members will go home to reunite with their families in the afternoon, leaving her alone in the new dormitory. She is not afraid of being alone, but mainly because tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, and she wants someone to accompany her.

"It's like this, in the previous dormitory, Tzuyu couldn't even stretch her legs..." Sun Caiying and three others were in a nanny car. She couldn't help but glance at her friend's long legs with some envy. She always felt that her friend was still taller, so what about herself?

When she thought of this, she couldn't help but think of the people online who always photoshopped themselves into small mineral water bottles... Oh my god, what a stereotype.

The nanny car stopped and the members got out one after another.

Gong Cheng parked the car in the basement and came to the front of the apartment building. With a twitching mouth, he watched as the members unloaded suitcases from the car one after another. There must be about twenty or thirty of them, right?
"Hey, Oppa, what are you standing there for? Come and help!"

Seeing him standing there casually with one hand in his pocket, Yu Jeongyeon silently urged him. Even though he had the help of his agent and staff, there was still strength in numbers! If he finished quickly, he could go upstairs and clean up the dorms. He'd have the afternoon off to rest...

"..." Gong Cheng nodded reluctantly and went forward to pick up the little penguin's suitcase. "...Mina-chan, what's in it? It's so heavy?"

The veins on his arm made him take a deep breath. Was there someone crammed in there? Why were girls' suitcases always so heavy? It wasn't that he couldn't lift them, but they were much heavier than his own luggage...

"Laptops, game consoles, and some other small things."

Mingjing Nan said softly. Compared to the other members' luggage, she felt that she was already very light. "Oh, by the way, there is also a small box. Remember to take it to your dormitory later. There are a lot of my game discs in it. I also packed up the things under your TV cabinet before..."

"I understand." Gong Chenggang nodded and wanted to praise you. He didn't expect you to be so thoughtful, but he caught a glimpse of several straight eyes from the corner of his eye. The Shiba Inu girl's look was a bit scary with a half-smile.

He quickly walked up to Minatozaki Sanaka, looked at the suitcase in her hand, snatched it away, held Minami Nagai's suitcase in one hand and Minatozaki Sanaka's suitcase in the other hand, but when he saw Xiao Xiaoguai Tofu struggling to move the luggage from the trunk.

He raised his head and said, "Daxian, just give me your bag..."

Kim Da-hyun, “…”

Fortunately, Lim Nayeon, Park Ji-hyo and Son Chae-young had already gone upstairs, otherwise Gong Cheng felt that he would be exhausted today.

"Just tire yourself to death." Minatozaki Sana looked at Gong Cheng's despicable look viciously. Her calves were already arched under her wide-leg pants. She wanted to give him a hard kick, but when she saw so many members and agents were there, she held back.

Humph, I'll give you some face and settle the score with you slowly!

Ming Jingnan dragged a small blue suitcase and followed Gong Cheng into the elevator.

The elevator door closed, and apart from the large and small bags, only the two of them were left. Mingjing Nan leaned to the side, raised his eyelids, and put on a furry brown bear-ear hat on his head. His cold and fair face was smiling, "Aren't you tired?"

"You're underestimating me, aren't you?" Gong Cheng shrugged. "This is just the beginning..."

"Go ahead and brag." Ming Jingnan glanced at the suitcases scattered on the floor in the elevator and the several women's bags hanging around Gong Cheng's neck. "If you feel tired, can't you just throw away two pieces of luggage to save weight?"

The sound was faint and faint, but Gong Cheng could hear it clearly. He understood what the little penguin was saying. So he kicked Ming Jingnan's suitcase at his feet and said, "How about leaving this one behind?"

The elevator door opened, and Gong Cheng finally said, "You wish." Then, he took his luggage and came to Mingjing Minami's dormitory. She shared a dormitory with Yu Jeongyeon and Park Jihyo, while Minatozaki Sana shared a dormitory with Lim Nayeon and Hirai Momo. The remaining three members of the dining group shared a dormitory, making a total of three dormitories.

Ming Jingnan stood at the door of the dormitory, not going in, watching Gong Cheng put away his luggage.

……

For the whole morning, Gong Cheng was busy helping Minami, Sana Minatozaki, Nayeon, Chaeyoung, Tzuyu, Dahyun, and Momo Hirai pack their luggage. In the end, he simply helped the entire Twice to avoid favoritism and revealing his true colors.

He suddenly regretted it. Which smart bastard in the company arranged for him and Twice to live in the same dormitory?

It's easy to be blinded by the light, but it's also easy to die in the light!
Dragging his sweaty body, Gong Cheng pressed the elevator button and went straight to the top floor. Today, when he arrived at this apartment complex, he still went to his dormitory on the first floor. The luggage in the living room was moved in for him by Jin Dayu.

"What are you having for lunch, Xiaocheng? Let's order some takeout." Jin Dayu, who was already bloated, was standing on the balcony with sweat all over his forehead, looking at the scenery of Jiangdong District, biting a cigarette.

He was also very tired. Although other staff members were willing to help, he refused their kindness and insisted on helping Gong Cheng move his things himself. First, the boy didn't have much stuff, and second, he was the one who helped take care of the boy when he came to JYP and moved into the dormitory last year.

Kim Dae-woo believes that one should always see things through to the end. Having accompanied Gong Cheng to this point a year ago, he felt compelled to continue accompanying him. This year, the company considered having him take charge of the upcoming rookie group Stray Kids, but he declined.

He knew very well that the more popular an artist is, the more trustworthy people he needs around him. It's like a football team. Changing coaches won't work. It's not that they don't have achievements, but they win trophies all the way.

"Take care, brother. Remember to have two bottles of beer." Gong Cheng took off his jacket and T-shirt, and suddenly remembered to ask, "Is Brother Qianhao downstairs too? Call him up to have dinner together, brother."

As he spoke, he opened a suitcase, took out a bath towel and pajamas from it, turned around and walked up the simple spiral staircase to the master bedroom on the second floor, ready to take a refreshing bath. He was busy all morning and was exhausted and sweaty.

This top-floor dormitory has a duplex layout and design, and the floor is his favorite wooden floor. The first floor has a living room and kitchen, a second bedroom, a bathroom, and a slightly smaller utility room. The second floor has a master bedroom, a small living room, a second bedroom, and a study.

The whole house has two living rooms, one kitchen, three bedrooms, three bathrooms, and a balcony. Back in the old dormitory, the members had planted a lot of potted plants on his grassy balcony, and when they moved in this time, they all moved in together.

"..."

In the dormitory, the staff coming and going brought many custom-made items from Armani, LV, and Burberry into his closet.

Che Qianhao picked up the takeaway ordered by Jin Dae-woo downstairs, and bought a lot of drinks at a nearby supermarket and brought them up. As one of Gong Cheng's agents, he knew that the artist always had these at home, so he simply bought a lot and filled his empty refrigerator after going upstairs.

A lunch is over.

"Okay brother, happy Mid-Autumn Festival, go back and celebrate the festival."

Gong Cheng took a sip of beer, stood up and smiled brightly. He had to tidy up the house and then go home before dark to have dinner with his adoptive parents. He had done this every year since he came to Seoul, and this year would be no exception.

Kim Dae-woo and Che Qianhao will also start their three-day vacation in the afternoon and go home to celebrate the festival.

Jin Dae-woo stood up and packed up the takeaway food and wine bottles with Che Qianhao, preparing to take them downstairs to throw them away. Before leaving, he reminded, "Okay, I'll be leaving first. Have a good rest and drink less."

Gong Cheng nodded, stretched, and started cleaning with a broom.

He doesn't have any obsessive-compulsive disorder or the habit of doing housework when he's in a bad mood. It's just that since he started living a relatively independent life at an early age, he attaches great importance to the cleanliness, tidiness and comfort of his room.

……

After a while, the members of Twice came over to the dormitory. With their hair tied up and looking neat and tidy, they probably had just finished cleaning the dormitory.

"Oh my god, you're such a bad sweeper." Yu Jeongyeon put on white rubber gloves speechlessly, which made Gong Cheng stunned. Wow, Yu Baojie even brought her own tools?

After a busy afternoon, the members arrived and left exhausted. Some were in a hurry to catch a flight, while others were in Seoul but had urgent calls from their parents...

"Jingyeon, come back and bring some peaches. They shouldn't be sold out, right?" Gong Cheng asked. Peaches ripen in summer and autumn, but it's September at the latest. He wasn't sure if there were any left in Yu Jingyeon's father's orchard, but the ones he grew were indeed very fresh and delicious.

"Oh, I see. I'll go back and take a look."

After helping him pack his clothes, Rabbit's mother left with Sun Caiying. They both lived in Jiangdong District and often went back together.

The Neon Line went to Incheon International Airport together, took off in an hour, and landed in Osaka two hours later...

"Tzuyu, are you really not coming to my house?" Dahyun asked seriously while sitting on the sofa holding Tzuyu's hand.

"I won't go. It's okay. I'll just play games in the dormitory." Zhou Ziyu put her legs together and shook her head. She didn't like to trouble others.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Jin Daxian sighed and compromised, "Okay, then I'll go back to the dormitory early to accompany you."

As she spoke, she glanced at the empty dormitory and rubbed her forehead in annoyance. "Oh my god, Oppa, really, Sana helped him make the bed in the master bedroom, and he actually fell asleep in the bed?"

"Oppa drank at noon, and was very tired from helping us move things this morning, so he was very sleepy." Zhou Ziyu smiled and sat cross-legged on the sofa, "Daxian, you should go home early too~ I'm fine~"

……

As the sky darkened, Gong Cheng sat up from the bed with sleepy eyes and leaned against the headboard, glancing at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The bustling city was lit up with orange and yellow neon lights as night fell.

There was a glass of boiled water on the dark wooden bedside table. Gong Cheng took a sip and wondered which daughter-in-law had left it there. But then he thought, people on the peninsula don't have the habit of drinking boiled water. They always drink coffee.

Tzuyu?
He had the answer in his mind, and then he picked up his phone and saw a series of messages, from the bunny girl, the little tiger, the little penguin, and the chatter in the Twice group chat...

[Shiba Inu female parent]: "We've landed in Osaka. Momo-chan and Mina-chan are back home. I'm in the car my mom came to pick me up in. I feel relieved."

"(video)"

Gong Cheng clicked on the video she sent him. It was a dozen seconds long—Minatozaki Sana was in a sunlit bedroom. First, he took a close-up shot of her face for a few seconds, her sparkling eyes blinking, and then the camera followed her leaning forward...

Miya Cheng saw himself lying on the big bed with his eyes closed. In the video, Minatozaki Sana pinched his sleeping face in a playful way, and then kissed the corner of his tightly pursed lips fiercely.

A familiar voice came from the video, like that of her beloved disciple Momo Hirai, "Sana-chan, it's time to go..."

"Nah..." Minato's panicked voice, with her hair hanging on her face, she stared at the camera, grinning and whispering, "Oppa~ Let's meet after the holiday, remember to miss me~"

"Otherwise..." Her originally gentle eyes and puffy cheeks suddenly raised her eyelids, and she clenched her fists with an innocent look and hit the camera, and the video ended.

Gong Cheng smiled and yawned, scratching his messy hair, but did not rush to reply to the message.

I won’t reply for now. If I don’t reply, it means I haven’t woken up yet…

No, it shows on Line that it has been read... But Gong Cheng didn't care. If it has been read, it has been read. If he asked, it means he is busy.

Then, he ignored the messages from the other women and replied later. He stood up and walked to the wardrobe, looking at the rows of high-end couture clothes. He pushed aside their bodies and took out a few simple casual clothes: a white T-shirt, jeans, and a jacket.

Gong Cheng was preparing to go home for dinner, but his adoptive parents kept sending him messages urging him to come back.

As he walked out of the master bedroom, he heard a very quiet voice on the first floor. He was a little surprised. At this time, the members should have gone back to their homes to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Gong Cheng stood calmly in front of the glass railing on the second floor, looking down. The voices in his sight turned out to be the lines coming from the TV screen in the living room, but the volume was turned down very low.

Zhou Ziyu tied her hair into a high ponytail, hugged a big penguin stuff, and sat cross-legged on the sofa with her body stretched straight.

"Let's fall in love~"

"Salanghey~"

The old-fashioned Wednesday-Thursday drama was played with Korean lines. Seoul TV dramas are always the same. Zhou Tzuyu's shoulders gradually drooped and she looked very sleepy. Gong Cheng felt that Tzuyu should be like him, unable to stand these bloody Wednesday-Thursday dramas, so she felt sleepy while watching them.

Isn't the purpose of this kind of drama to help you sleep? But the actresses on the TV screen, their acting is not very good, it's better for Yoona to play the role. Even if the acting is not a big deal, at least the line "Let's fall in love~" will make people feel more moved, right?
Putting that aside, the Zhou Ziyu in Gong Cheng's eyes doesn't seem as happy as the heroine and hero in the drama who successfully get together. At least in Gong Cheng's eyes, she sits alone in the huge living room, with the TV on full blast. Is she afraid of being alone? And with the volume turned down because she's afraid of disturbing his sleep upstairs?
He is a very thoughtful person. If he wasn't, he wouldn't be so sinister. However, Gong Cheng agrees with this.

Otherwise, how could a 13-year-old girl who came to Seoul alone become a trainee and debut? This is a compliment, not a criticism...

"Tzuyu~" Gong Cheng leaned on the glass railing and shouted, his voice was much more funny than the crappy Wednesday-Thursday dramas on TV.

"Enxi, is it true? Are we really together?"

Under the lines of the Shuimu drama, Zhou Ziyu seemed to be startled by a shout, her body shuddered, and she raised her misty eyelids to look for the source of the sound.

As she raised her head, she saw a boy who was countless times more handsome than the male lead in the drama. He was leaning on the railing, staring at her with a smile. She blinked her eyes quickly and yawned, covering her mouth. "Oppa, you're awake. I'll go back to the dormitory first. You should go home for the holidays..."

As she spoke, she wrinkled her nose, stood up, threw down the little penguin doll, and prepared to go downstairs in her slippers.

"Have you eaten yet?" Gong Cheng smiled helplessly, stood up and walked down the stairs. Isn't it because your family can't be around during the Mid-Autumn Festival that you feel lonely?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stare at Zhou Ziyu's little face, who didn't know how to answer. The Zhou Ziyu who comforted him in the night a year ago was pretending to be strong.

"I'll just go back and order some takeout."

Gong Cheng nodded, put on the denim jacket in his hand, picked up the car keys on the table and put them in his pocket.

Zhou Ziyu watched his movements, feeling a little lost. Is Oppa going home too? The two walked into the elevator side by side. She thought it was quite a coincidence. At least they rode the elevator together for an extra leg. "Oppa, let me take you downstairs."

Gong Cheng didn't say anything. When the elevator stopped at the 9th floor, he walked out of the elevator. The door on the left was the new dormitory of Zhou Ziyu, Kim Dahyun and Little Tiger.

"Are you seeing me off?" Zhou Ziyu walked out of the elevator, a little confused, and entered the code into the electronic combination lock. After the door opened, she turned around and said coquettishly, "Bye, Oppa, see you after the holiday~"

"I'll wait for you at the door, go change your clothes." Gong Cheng didn't pay much attention to what Zhou Ziyu said just now. He was thinking about something else, but when he saw his good sister preparing to close the door, he hurriedly called out.

"Changing clothes?"

"Yes, I'll take you out to dinner. Bring a coat with you because it's cold." Hearing Gong Cheng's words, Zhou Ziyu glanced at him with some surprise, but she was also curious and wanted to ask, "Aren't you going home, oppa?"

But before he could even ask, Gong Cheng picked up his phone and continued, "Tzuyu, hurry up. I won't go in. I'm just making a phone call."

Zhou Ziyu suppressed her curiosity, retracted her head, and prepared to change clothes quickly and go out to eat with this oppa.

……

A pitch-black Land Rover was driving on the main road in Gangdong District. Zhou Ziyu, sitting in the passenger seat, pointed at the rabbit figurine in front of her and said, "Oppa, this doll looks like Nayeon~"

"Could it be that she set it up?" Gong Cheng said truthfully. This was the truth, but he didn't admit to dating the rabbit girl. If he combined the truth with the lies, his conscience wouldn't be troubled, and others would be more likely to believe him.

Zhou Ziyu nodded, not giving it much thought. That unnie always liked to leave all sorts of things in the nanny car, the dormitory, and the practice room. She glanced at Gong Cheng, who was driving beside her, and suddenly asked quietly, "Didn't Sana unnie leave anything?"

"Yes." Gong Cheng chuckled and put his hand into the drawer of the central control beside him. He opened it and took out a lipstick. "Here, Sana-chan dropped it here. There's also a small mirror, Dahyun's, a rubber band, and Chaeyoung's..."

It was all true and false, but compared to the other girls, Dahyun had only ridden in his car once and left nothing behind. But the more he said this, the less suspicious others became, since there were so many people involved.

My good sister couldn't possibly suspect that I was dating them all at the same time, right? Except for Dahyun, although that's true, to be honest, this kind of thing is a bit shocking to say out loud, and most people probably wouldn't believe it...

Zhou Ziyu looked at Gong Cheng's open expression and smiled, "Where are we going to eat, Oppa~"

"Yongdeungpo," Gong Cheng said. He had told his adoptive parents that he was bringing a friend back for dinner, a girl. His adoptive mother initially thought it was Zhao Meiyan, but after he explained, she understood.

……

"Are we going to your house for dinner, Oppa?" Zhou Ziyu looked up at the not-so-tall old residential building in a panic. The dim lights were rising and falling between the floors, and the moon was also very round.

"Yes, Chinese food." Gong Cheng patted her Yoda-like head with a smile, "Come upstairs quickly, we should be in time for dinner." "No, why didn't you tell me earlier, Oppa?" Zhou Ziyu stood there nervously and apprehensively, "How about Oppa, can you drive me to the nearby supermarket so I can buy some gifts?"

"Let's have a meal together, why buy a gift?" Gong Cheng looked at her stubborn look, grabbed her wrist and walked into the corridor.

The building was too old, with only stairs and no elevator. Zhou Ziyu blushed as she followed him, not bothering to buy a gift. She was just a little embarrassed by the grip on her wrist.

"Oh Mom, Dad..."

"I'm back, and I have friends visiting."

Gong Cheng pushed open the door and called out. Zhou Ziyu stood prettily behind his tall figure, trying to hide. This wasn't the first time she had met this oppa's parents. They had met once last year at the end of the year on the three major TV stations, but it was far less formal than this time.

Would it leave a bad impression if I come empty-handed?
"Tzuyu?!"

When the adoptive mother saw the girl behind her son, she couldn't help but say with surprise that Gong Cheng didn't tell her on the phone who the person he was going to take back was, he only said it was a girl, a friend, from the same company.

"Yes, Tzuyu." Gong Cheng stood up with a smile and said to Zhou Tzuyu, "Oh mom is a fan of yours. She thinks you are the most beautiful in the whole Twice."

"No, unnies are all very pretty..." Zhou Ziyu stood there awkwardly and blushing, not daring to move, like a wooden stake, until Gong Cheng stood up and walked into the living room to greet his adoptive father. She moved her feet and wanted to follow him, but she was a little afraid and nervous...

"You're even prettier than on TV." The adoptive mother patted Zhou Ziyu's back with a smile, "Ziyu, can I call you Auntie?"

"Sure, Auntie."

Her adoptive mother pulled her to sit at the dining table. Ever since Gong Cheng joined JYP as an artist, the old couple also started to pay attention to the news in the entertainment section. The news they saw most often was about their own child and Twice, who was in the same company as him.

She is full of energy and makes people happy just by looking at her. When she has nothing to do, she also learns some introductions about the members of Twice. For example, Tzuyu in front of her is from the same country as her child. He came to Seoul at the age of 13 and started his training career. Just reading those few lines of words makes people feel that it is not easy.

The adoptive mother didn't think much about the relationship between Zhou Ziyu and her child. In short, apart from Zhao Meiyan, Zhou Ziyu was the first friend that Gong Cheng brought home as a guest.

She guessed that maybe because they were from the same hometown, the relationship between the two would be very good?
“Yes, when I first came to Seoul, the language was indeed difficult to learn, but now I can speak it very well.” Zhou Ziyu gradually relaxed and answered her adoptive mother’s questions.

The adoptive mother sighed and gave Tzuyu two more pieces of meat after the meal. Tzuyu had some similar experiences with her own child, which always made her love her child. She vaguely remembered that when Gong Cheng first came to Seoul, he was not even as old as Tzuyu, and language was a big problem at the beginning...

"Yes, because my mother is busy with work, I will be alone in Seoul during Chuseok."

"Oppa usually takes good care of me at the company."

The dining table covered with fireworks and the aroma of hot pot dispelled a lot of the loneliness in Zhou Ziyu's heart. She glanced at Gong Cheng who was chatting with his uncle about his health problems, and once again felt that there was nothing wrong in being in Seoul.

"Dad, I'm not drinking today. I'll drink with you tomorrow night." Gong Cheng stopped his adoptive father from taking the wine. "I have to take Ziyu back to the dormitory later, so I won't drink today."

"Ah~ Tomorrow is a holiday, so we should have a good drink." The adoptive father nodded, his rosy complexion and smile said, "It's a rare day off, so relax, Xiaocheng..."

"Tzuyu, do you want to come to your uncle and aunt's house to celebrate the holiday together tomorrow?" After hearing that Zhou Tzuyu's mother could not come to Seoul to accompany her, the adoptive mother could not help but extend an invitation. Although the girl in front of her was covered with posters everywhere in Seoul, she was obviously still a child!
What mother doesn't want to be with her child? She took a sip of wine, her eyes crinkling as she glanced at Gong Cheng, who was chatting with his father. Sometimes she often wondered why her life was better than before, but her son was even busier, so busy that it made her heart ache and she didn't know how to comfort him...

"Is it okay?" Zhou Ziyu asked with some surprise and helplessness. She was not confused because she wanted to refuse, but because she was afraid that the other person was just being polite.

"Of course you can. If your aunt's house wasn't big enough, I would like you to live here so that we can celebrate the holiday together tomorrow. It would save you the trouble of running back and forth." The adoptive mother smiled kindly.

"Oh my god, if you think it's too small, just move to an apartment in Gangnam."

……

"You won't hide in your room and cry secretly tonight, will you?" Late at night, Gong Cheng asked with a smile while steering. Half of the car window was lowered next to his ear, and the night breeze blowing in was very sexy.

"What are you talking about, Oppa?" Zhou Ziyu smoothed the hair in her high ponytail that was blowing in her face, wrinkled her nose and snorted.

"It's best if you don't cry, haha." Gong Cheng was driving the car attentively. As far as he knew, this good sister would hide in the room and cry secretly when she was unhappy, and complain to her mother.

If he hadn't dragged her home for dinner today, she would probably be crying to her mother right now, feeling so lonely and cheesy.

"I'm going to cry if I have to, cry as hard as I can!" Zhou Ziyu pouted and happily lay on the passenger seat. After hearing Gong Cheng's words, "Why are you crying when you're happy?", she smiled and spread her hands, gazing at the night street. "It's because I'm happy that I want to cry..."

"Then why are you crying if you're not happy?" Gong Cheng asked casually, glancing at his good sister. It was like Tzuyu's little classroom was about to start again. The bad guy theory not long ago really made him feel a little helpless, but it was quite right. "Are they all crying anyway?"

"That's not the case~"

"Unhappy tears are for releasing stress, but happy tears are involuntary and will..." Zhou Ziyu lay on the backrest and looked at Gong Cheng's cheek sideways, without saying anything else. She was too lazy to say more.

She felt that Gong Cheng wouldn't understand. She had never seen this brother shed tears. He said he hadn't cried since he was seven years old...

Happy tears will be hotter and more passionate. They are not meant to release stress. It is just for the simplest reason: you feel happiness.

"Oh my god, that's quite philosophical. Why don't you continue?" Gong Cheng chuckled in admiration and casually said, "Tzuyu, maybe you can major in philosophy or psychology in the future."

"Why, a top student at Yonsei?" Zhou Ziyu asked with some pride. She could tell that Oppa was praising her.

"Because what you said is very philosophical, does it count?" Gong Cheng rolled up the car window and started to talk nonsense. In the future, choosing a major should still depend on one's own interests. "As for psychology, I don't know anything either. It's just nonsense. Just listen to it."

"But psychologists who graduate from this elective program make a lot of money, charging by the hour. But it's not a big deal. We make much more money than this profession. Instead of studying psychology, it's better to just hire a doctor who graduated in psychology..."

"In the end, academic matters really depend on the individual. I recommend choosing something that interests you..."

Gong Cheng explained seriously that to be honest, many idols do not have a high level of education, and the members are at their peak of popularity when they are still in school. Many members have already been self-studying and want to get a better diploma in the future.

Like Doufu and Tzuyu, they usually do their homework very seriously and will ask him for help with some homework. As a top student, Souyizei.

As for psychology, it was all nonsense. At the beginning of the year, the company spent a lot of money on hiring psychologists for Wang Jiaer and Park Chanyeol. In the Kpop circle, psychologists are very popular in Seoul, and many artists have mental illnesses to varying degrees.

"..."

While the two were chatting, the car returned to the new dormitory in Jiangdong District, and Gong Cheng sent Zhou Ziyu into the corridor.

"See you tomorrow, Oppa~" Zhou Ziyu turned around and waved at him, "Drive slowly on the road, Sehun and the others should have gone home for the holidays, so don't go to Gangnam anymore..."

"Got it. Go upstairs quickly, lock the door of the dormitory, and send me a message." Gong Cheng leaned against the front of the car, smiled and nodded as he gave an instruction. Then, in his sight, Zhou Ziyu walked briskly into the apartment building.

He waited downstairs for a few minutes until the white light came on in the room on the 9th floor. Then he yawned and got into the car.

He was a little worried. After all, he lived alone. Sasaeng fans were crazy. The longer he debuted and the more popular he became, the more Gong Cheng knew this.

……

On the balcony of the 9th floor, Zhou Ziyu untied the rubber band of her high ponytail, and her soft black hair fell on her shoulders. She smiled and wrinkled her nose, watching Gong Cheng get into the car, and then the black Land Rover drove away.

She then turned around, opened her arms happily, and lay down on her big bed. Looking at the "Tarot" doll on the bedside table, she reached out and pinched the doll's cheek, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival~ Auntie's Chinese food is very good~"

After a while, the phone on the table rang. Zhou Ziyu picked up the phone and called out softly, "Mom~"

"I had a great time today~"

……

Gong Cheng returned home and after replying to his parents' message, he truthfully explained that he would bring Tzuyu home for dinner tonight. His parents would understand, as it would be better than leaving Tzuyu alone in the dormitory.

"Miyeon, please debut soon~"

He sent a voice message to Zhao Meiyan's dad and put down his phone. Unable to sleep, he tossed and turned. He slipped on his slippers, went to the living room, opened the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of beer. The sound of the lid opening lifted his spirits.

……

October 4th was the Mid-Autumn Festival. Zhou Ziyu woke up early, washed up, put on a mask and baseball cap, and took a car to the market near Yeongdeungpo, where she bought a lot of gifts for Gong Cheng's adoptive parents.

When I arrived at Gong Cheng's house at 10 o'clock in the morning, my uncle and aunt were there, but the oppa was squatting next to the flower pot on the balcony, brushing his teeth with a toothbrush. He looked busy and seemed to be getting ready to go out.

Zhou Ziyu felt that she had come at the wrong time. After washing up, Gong Cheng changed his clothes and prepared to go out. But when he saw Zhou Ziyu's body starting to get nervous again, he said, "Oh, Mom and Dad, I'll take Ziyu with me. I'll be back for lunch at noon."

"Bring the wine." The adoptive father took out two bottles of Moutai from the wooden cabinet, stuffed them into the bag and motioned Gong Cheng to carry them, while the adoptive mother brought out one plastic lunch box after another from the kitchen, which contained steamed sea bass, roasted chicken, various pancakes and rice cakes.

The foster mother neatly packed these vegetables into bags, along with some opened fruits...

"Here, take the cigarettes. If you quit smoking, don't smoke yourself. As a singer, you have to protect your voice." The adoptive father took out some expensive cigarettes from the drawer. The red soft pack box was familiar to Zhou Ziyu. "Zhonghua cigarettes."

Gong Cheng didn't refuse, nodded, and took out a lighter. The adoptive mother handed a bag of light fruit on the table to Zhou Ziyu and said a little embarrassedly, "Ziyu, please accompany Xiaocheng for a walk."

"Come back early at noon, Auntie will cook for you..."

"Yes." Zhou Ziyu looked at the scenes in front of her in a daze. Then she suddenly remembered that the Mid-Autumn Festival on the peninsula is actually a little different from that in China. In China, the emphasis is on family reunion and eating together, while the most important thing about the Mid-Autumn Festival on the peninsula is to worship the ancestors first.

But the uncle and aunt in front of her didn't move, only Gong Cheng was busy. When she remembered that the uncle and aunt in front of her were Oppa's adoptive parents, her heart suddenly tightened...

……

The bleak autumn air covered every corner of Seoul. As the car drove along, Gong Cheng and Zhou Ziyu saw many people wearing Korean traditional costumes.

Arriving at the cemetery in the suburbs, Gong Cheng unbuckled his seatbelt, thought for a moment, and said to Zhou Ziyu in the passenger seat, "Ziyu, just stay here. I'll be back soon."

Although the oppa in front of her said this with a smile, Zhou Ziyu could sense that he was very depressed.

She accompanied Gong Cheng all the way with a smile on her face, but she didn't know how to comfort his depressed mood, so she just sat in the passenger seat and accompanied him. "Okay."

The car was parked not far from his parents' tombstone. Gong Cheng opened the trunk and carried out the bags.

Zhou Ziyu still couldn't help it, she tightened her denim jacket. Before going out, she thought that this oppa wore a light blue denim jacket when he came home yesterday, and celebrities have the most clothes.

So, she rummaged through her drawers early in the morning, found a coat of the same color, and put it on.

This is not called a pair of shirts, it's called a couple's shirt~
As expected, this oppa was wearing the same coat from yesterday, but his excitement was extinguished by the autumn wind in Seoul today...

Zhou Ziyu stepped out of the car and reached out to tie up her long hair, which had been blown by the autumn wind. As far as she could see, the entire cemetery was built around the mountain. In front of each row of tombstones was another row of tombstones, green grass and gray soil.

Gong Cheng half-crouched in front of two tombstones not far away, took out the things in the bag one by one, then straightened up and stood there upright.

Zhou Ziyu didn't know what the tall and thin figure was thinking. His messy black hair was blown by the autumn wind. Gong Cheng stood in front of his parents' tombstone, thinking of the cigarettes his adoptive father had stuffed in. He opened the tinfoil, lit one, and placed it on the gray marble tribute board.

The smoke lingered in the wind, and Gong Cheng was covered in the smell of cigarettes. He took out another cigarette, lit it, and pinched it between his fingers, "Actually, I've quit smoking for a long time..."

"...met some great girls..."

"...I bought a house that's much bigger than the one I imagined in Philadelphia..."

"...I'm going back to China to hold a concert next year, at the Bird's Nest..."

"...Am I amazing..."

The tobacco shreds billowed into mist, fluttering across Gong Cheng's calm and gentle face as the autumn wind blew. The raging sparks burning between his fingers burned to the end of the cigarette. He exhaled a puff of smoke with a sense of relief, "I'm doing well, don't worry, continue to bless me..."

Zhou Ziyu stared at the figure who had stamped out his cigarette, then opened the car door and sat back down obediently. She pursed her lips, then opened them again, wanting to wait for the man in the rearview mirror, who was getting closer and closer to the car, to come back and comfort him, but she didn't know how to start.

As far as I can remember, the last time this oppa was surrounded by smoke was when he was boycotted last year, right? On that not-so-spacious balcony, before it was covered in greenery, there was just a tall, thin figure sitting on a chair, calm yet terrifyingly sad...

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"Oppa, do you want to watch the fireworks?" Zhou Ziyu took off her seat belt and turned sideways, looking at Gong Cheng who had just got into the car and suddenly spoke, her short face full of seriousness.

"How can there be fireworks in broad daylight?" Gong Cheng couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, let's go back and eat."

"Really? If you don't believe me, get out and see." Zhou Ziyu opened the car door first, stepped out, and walked to a ginkgo tree beside the road. The orange-yellow leaves on the branches held high, just like Gong Cheng in the car, drifting lazily...

Seeing how confident she was, Gong Cheng wondered if there really was a fireworks display nearby. Shouldn't it be at night?
He got out of the car and came to Zhou Ziyu's side. The good sister immediately jumped and moved to a meter away, standing opposite him. Her almond eyes curved into crescents and she smiled slyly, "Oppa, please extend your right hand..."

Gong Cheng looked at her in surprise, then he took out his right hand from his trouser pocket and looked down, then he heard Zhou Ziyu's sweet voice, "Clench your fist hard."

He did as he was told, clenching his fists until his knuckles turned a faint white.

"Raise it above your head~"

"How stupid! What does this have to do with fireworks?"

"Just do as I say! Be obedient, oppa~" Zhou Ziyu put her hands on her hips and urged.

Gong Cheng helplessly raised his clenched right hand, a bit like the posture of Tiga flying towards the earth... Was it Tiga or Seven? He couldn't remember, anyway, it was very embarrassing!

"Stretch out your five fingers~"

"Ding ding ding ~ Congratulations, you set off a firework for yourself~" Zhou Ziyu smiled and tiptoed with her hands behind her back. The oppa in front of her looked silly, especially his black hair blown by the wind, which looked as messy as he was.

She smoothed the hair around her mouth, and before Gong Cheng could speak, she called out crisply, "Oppa, please extend your left hand again~"

"..."

"Raise it above your head~"

"Ding ding ding~ Congratulations, you set off another firework for yourself~"

"..." Gong Cheng's ears felt hot...

"Oppa~ Now we have two fireworks..." Zhou Ziyu laughed happily, and then suddenly jumped in front of Gong Cheng, and raised her hands, which were originally behind her back, above her head, and bloomed into two "fireworks" with her palms facing up: "But we can also have four fireworks... Hehe~"

"Is it nice? Fireworks show~"

"Fireworks show?!"

"Isn't it?!"

"nice!!!"

(End of this chapter)