Peninsula: The idol by the bedside refreshes randomly.

Tara's dormitory in 12.

"Ji-yeon..."

"What's wrong, unnie?"

Ham Eun-jung frowned: "What are you thinking about? You've been spacing out for a while."

"Oh... I wasn't thinking about anything."

Park Jiyeon, as usual, cheerfully took Ham Eunjung's arm: "I was just feeling a little tired, so I was just spacing out for a bit."

Go ahead and pretend, do you? Do you think I don't know you?

Ham Eun-jung inwardly complained, but nodded outwardly and then asked:

"I wanted to ask you, did you chat with Chen Ran today?"

"Oppa?"

Park Jiyeon was taken aback and shook her head: "No." In fact, ever since Ham Eunjung told her about the complicated situation around Chen Ran that night, she hadn't talked to Chen Ran for the past few days.

"Oh, I was just about to ask if you knew what he was doing. He took the day off and didn't come to the set."

"Oppa didn't go to the film set today?"

"Yeah, he hasn't come all day. Since filming started, Chen Ran has come every day without ever being late or leaving early. The crew is a little unaccustomed to his sudden absence today."

As she spoke, Ham Eun-jung suddenly murmured, "Could she be sick?"

After she finished speaking, she secretly observed Park Jiyeon's expression beside her.

Sure enough, after she finished speaking, the girl frowned and looked worried.

Sigh, her maknae's unusual behavior these past two days is indeed because of Chen Ran, and she still hasn't figured it out.

Park Jiyeon pursed her lips, picked up her phone, and was about to send a message to Chen Ran.

Ham Eun-jung suddenly said earnestly, "Ji-yeon, although I said last time that Chen Ran's situation is complicated and you'd better not like him, if you really think it through, I will support you no matter what decision you make. I just don't want you to get hurt."

Park Jiyeon turned her head in a daze.

Ham Eun-jung reached out and ruffled her hair, continuing, "If you've thought it through and want to continue liking him, then hold on tight. You're no worse than anyone else. If you don't want to like him but can't bear to let go, then just treat Chen Ran as a close oppa. I'll say it again, as long as you've thought it through yourself, that's fine." Park Ji-yeon bit her lip lightly and tightened her grip on her phone with her right hand.

After a moment of silence, she looked at Ham Eun-jung.

"Unnie, if it were you, what would you choose?"

"Of course I'd choose not to like her and just be ordinary friends. I've said it before, Chen Ran's situation is so complicated, I'm not stupid."

"...Unnie, are you saying I'm stupid?"

"Um...no, my situation is different from yours. I don't have those feelings for Chen Ran, so I'm more rational about things."

"What if you, unnie, fall in love with oppa someday?"

Ham Eun-jung shook her head without much thought: "It's probably impossible, unless..."

Chen Ran's situation was complicated, and she instinctively didn't want to get involved.

"Unless what?" Park Jiyeon pressed.

"I wouldn't be interested in him unless he did something that really touched me."

"And Jiyeon, do you really think I like Chen Ran too? If so, then we're rivals in love. Do you want to be my rival?" Ham Eunjung was clearly joking. Park Jiyeon pouted and stopped asking.

"In short, Jiyeon, you need to think this through yourself. Whatever decision you make, I will support you."

"...I understand, unnie."

The two sat in the living room for a while longer before Park Jiyeon got up to wash up.

As she watched her walk into the room, Ham Eun-jung's eyes flickered slightly.

Hopefully, Jiyeon will make a good decision.

She genuinely didn't want the child to get hurt.

Park Jiyeon returned to her room, but her roommate Park Hyomin had gone to play with Jeon Boram and wasn't there.

Park Jiyeon didn't go straight to get a change of clothes to take a shower. Instead, she sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to open the first drawer of the bedside table.

An exquisitely packaged box lay conspicuously inside.

It was a bottle of men's perfume, which she had originally planned to buy as a gift for Chen Ran.

She had originally planned not to buy it, but she kept taking it out to look at it and eventually couldn't resist buying it anyway. Thinking of Ham Eun-jung's question earlier about whether she had thought it through, Park Ji-yeon pursed her lips slightly.

Perhaps she hadn't thought it through yet, which is why she couldn't resist buying this perfume in the end.

Or perhaps, she had already thought it through, which is why she bought the perfume.

After looking at the box for two seconds, Park Jiyeon reached out and took it out.

She opened the box, took out the perfume, unscrewed the cap, and brought the bottle close to her nose to smell it.

It has a pleasant scent of sandalwood.

But it didn't smell as good as the fragrance on Chen Ran.

She chose to buy it because she felt the scent of the perfume suited Chen Ran very well.

But now they don't even know if they'll have a chance to send it out.

Park Jiyeon glanced at the perfume in her hand and suddenly missed the scent on Chen Ran.

She didn't know why, but she remembered a scent for so long and couldn't stop thinking about it.

Perhaps it's true, as the internet says, that she's fallen for Chen Ran; it's her genes that chose him. Please remember the only official website address for this novel: www.deqixs.org. This is the only official website; other websites may be discontinued at any time.

Or perhaps it was because, at that moment, that fragrance gave her a special sense of security.

As she was thinking, Park Jiyeon suddenly had an idea.

If one day, I really get together with Chen Ran, or even live together, and I sleep in the bed that Chen Ran slept in, wearing clothes that smell like Chen Ran, what would that feel like?

She should sleep very well, right?

At this very moment, inside the bedroom of the modular villa.

Park Jiyeon, who was already fast asleep, was wearing Chen Ran's clothes when she quietly turned over and even smacked her lips twice unconsciously. It seemed that she was sleeping very soundly.

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The following morning, dappled sunlight streamed into the bedroom of the modular villa.

Park Jiyeon felt the change in light and her eyelids twitched; she slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at the clearly defined ceiling, she blinked, then sat up and couldn't help but stretch.

"I haven't slept this well in ages." Park Jiyeon glanced around the bedroom, then looked down at her clothes.

These clothes are quite comfortable to wear.

I'll check out the brand and buy a set for myself later. It'll be great as workout clothes or pajamas.

She got out of bed, slipped her delicate white feet, painted with fuchsia nail polish, into slippers, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

After washing up, she went to the door but didn't open it immediately. Instead, she pressed her ear against the door and listened carefully to what was happening outside.

There was no sound...

Have they already left?

She opened the door and went out, glanced at the guest room across the street, and suddenly heard a faint noise coming from the first floor.

Upon arriving on the first floor, I saw Chen Ran carrying a plate as he walked out of the kitchen.

"Good morning."

Noticing Park Jiyeon, Chen Ran greeted her with a smile, his gaze unconsciously sweeping over her.

When they first met yesterday, Park Jiyeon was wearing long, loose pajama pants, which she later changed into a long skirt. Now, she was wearing shorts, and her legs, exposed to the air, immediately caught Chen Ran's attention. Park Jiyeon's legs were fair and shapely, with fleshy thighs and slender calves, yet the muscle lines were faintly visible, giving them a powerful beauty. She was clearly someone who danced often.

Most importantly, those legs are long, perfectly matching Chen Ran's aesthetic preferences as a leg enthusiast.