Peninsula: From a supporting actor to the best actor in Chungmuro

Chapter 79 Bible MV

Chapter 79 Bible MV
2:10 am.

Jiang Jae-hoon stood downstairs of the apartment building and looked up at the fifth floor.

The night was dark, and the entire building was almost plunged into darkness, except for Li Jingjing's room, where the light was still on.

The warm yellow light shines through the gaps in the curtains, standing out in the dark night.

(…She’s still awake?)

He rubbed his sore shoulders, and walked slowly into the corridor carrying the radio souvenir given to him by Yoona - the moon pen.

Arrived at the doorstep.

Jiang Jae-hoon took out the key quietly, trying not to make any noise.

The key had just been inserted into the lock——

"Click."

The light in the master bedroom suddenly went out.

Jiang Jae-hoon's hand paused.

(…pretending to be asleep?)

He opened the door and the room was pitch black.

The humming sound of the refrigerator was particularly obvious in the quiet night.

Only the entrance sensor light lit up with his movement.

Jiang Zaixun tiptoed to the door of the master bedroom and put his ear to the door panel——

No movement.

(…really asleep?)
He hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door gently:

"The Bible? Are you awake?"

silence.

A few seconds later, there was the rustling sound of someone turning over, followed by Li Jingjing's hoarse voice, pretending to have just woken up:

"……what?"

Jiang Zaixun suppressed his laughter:
"It's okay, I just wanted to tell you I'm back."

"Oh."

There was another moment of silence.

Jiang Zaixun leaned against the door and suddenly asked:

"Did you listen to the radio?"

There was a sound of the quilt being turned in the master bedroom, followed by Li Jingjing's impatient voice:
"I'm going to sleep."

Jiang Jae-hoon stood outside the master bedroom door, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

(…I obviously listened.)
(The lights are on until two o'clock.)
He deliberately drawled out his tone: "Oh - good night then."

A muffled "hmm" came from the master bedroom, followed by the sound of a pillow being hit hard.

Jiang Jae-hoon suppressed his laughter and tiptoed back to his room.

The night was as dark as ink, gradually diluted by the faint light in the east.

The surface of the Han River ripples like a broken mirror, reflecting the hazy outline of the skyline.

The morning mist was like a veil, gently covering the streets of Shengshui Cave.

The street lights went out one by one, replaced by the hurried footsteps of early office workers.

The ginkgo tree below the apartment building trembled slightly in the morning breeze, and a petal swirled around and happened to stick to the glass on the fifth-floor window sill.

When Jiang Zaixun walked into the kitchen with messy hair, this was the scene he saw -

Li Jingcheng rolled up the cuffs of his home clothes to his elbows, and gave a slight shake of his wrist holding the frying pan. The fried egg drew a perfect arc in the air and fell steadily back into the pan.

She turned off the stove and went to get the coffee beans—

"morning."

Li Jingcheng's hand shook, and the coffee beans scattered all over the table.

"..."

"I'll help you."

Jiang Zaixun came in and took the measuring spoon from her hand naturally. The moment their fingers touched, Li Jingjing withdrew her hand as if she had received an electric shock:

"Need not."

Jiang Zaixun pretended not to hear and continued adding beans to the coffee machine:
"Last night's radio..."

"No."

"Oh."

The grinding sound hummed, drowning out the silence between the two.

Lee Sung-kyung shoveled the fried egg onto the plate, the knife and fork making a crisp sound as they clashed against the porcelain. Kang Jae-hoon stole a glance at her straight back—her pale purple home clothes were frayed by the morning light, and the loose hair at the back of her neck swayed gently with her movements.

(Looks a little thinner?)
He suddenly remembered that the light in the master bedroom was on until two o'clock last night.

(I clearly heard it...)
(Why don’t you admit it?)

The coffee machine makes a sound to indicate that it is done.

Jiang Zaixun turned around with two cups of coffee and happened to see Li Jingjing bending over to open the oven——

The hem of her home clothes lifted up with the movement, revealing a white waistline.

"Be careful of the burn."

His sudden cry startled Li Jingjing's hands again. The toaster tongs fell to the ground with a clatter, and she stood up and glared at him:

"Kang Jae-hoon!"

"exist!"

"you……"

The words came to his lips but he swallowed them back. Li Jingjing scratched his hair in frustration and bent down to pick up the tongs:

"Go out and wait."

Jiang Zaixun didn't move. Fine dust particles floated in the morning light, settling on the tips of her hair like a dusting of gold. The pan was still sizzling, and the aroma of burnt bacon mixed with the faint scent of lavender on her body, inexplicably reminiscent of a quilt that had been exposed to the sun.

When he came to his senses, his arms were already around her waist.

Li Shengjing froze in place, and the grill tongs fell back onto the counter with a clang.

one second.

three seconds.

Five seconds.

The dust in the morning light slowly floated between the two of them.

"…Are you looking for death?"

She finally found her voice and thrust her elbow back threateningly, but stopped abruptly before it touched his ribs.

Jiang Zaixun buried his face in her shoulder and rubbed it, like a large dog marking its scent, his voice hoarse with a wake-up call:
“The Bible smells like my mother…”

Lee Sung-kyung: “???”

"I look like your mother?!"

Her voice suddenly rose.

"It's the smell of a quilt that's been exposed to the sun. When I smell it... I suddenly feel less tired."

"..."

Li Jingcheng's ears suddenly turned suspiciously red. Three seconds later, he pushed his elbow back:

"release."

"Hold me for a while longer..."

"three."

"Four!"

"two."

Jiang Zaixun suddenly tightened his arms, and quickly let go a second before she got angry:
"I'm going to change my clothes!"

Lee Sung-kyung stared at his fleeing figure, raised his spatula and chopped it lightly. Turning around, he saw the burnt bacon in the pan, made an irritated "tsk" sound, dumped the failed product into the trash, and made a new one.

The moment the bacon touched the hot oil, she suddenly raised her hand and touched her cheek——

Ridiculously hot.
-
The aroma of coffee and the smell of crispy bacon intertwined in the air.

Jiang Zaixun poked at the toast on his plate, the fork making a small crunching sound. Across from him, Li Jingjing lowered her eyes as she cut bacon, the blade scraping across the plate with a heavier sound than usual.

The silence lasted for three full minutes.

Jiang Zaixun finally couldn't help but look up:

"You've been..."

"Ding--"

Lee Sung-kyung's knife suddenly struck the edge of the cup, the sound of metal against glass interrupting his words. She quickly withdrew her hand and continued to cut the bacon as if nothing had happened.
"explain."

"Do you have any plans soon?"

"We need to shoot a music video."

Jiang Zaixun was stunned: "MV? Whose?"

"mine."

"...You want to debut as a solo singer?"

“If you can release a song, why can’t I?”

Jiang Jae-hoon choked and lowered his head to take a sip of coffee to hide his embarrassment.

(…That’s right.)
(“Gravity” even made it to second place on Melon, so what’s wrong with her releasing a song?)

(Not to mention, it’s in YG.)
(So...she borrowed my performance notes to prepare for the music video role?)
Jiang Zaixun stared at her for two seconds and suddenly laughed:

"So should I call you 'Singer Li nim' from now on?"

Li Jingcheng glanced at him coldly:
"Shut up and eat."

Jiang Jae-hoon lowered his head obediently, but the corners of his mouth were still raised.

A few seconds later, Li Jingjing suddenly spoke:
"Do you want to act?"

Jiang Jae-hoon looked up suddenly:
"what?"

"The leading man."

"Why are you looking for me?"

"because……"

Lee Sung-kyung suddenly got stuck.

The morning light slanted in from the window, drawing a hazy band of light between the two of them.

"Why?" Jiang Jae-hoon asked softly.

"Because you're cheap."