novellhall Chapter 21 Park Chae-young cried
Chapter 21 Park Chae-young cried
A kiss?
Liu Zimu's gaze slowly shifted to the woman who was smoking.
Could it be her?
Although being kissed by a beautiful woman is nice, system, you're still a lunatic.
Her face was partially obscured by the smoke.
watch carefully.
Underneath the hat was golden hair, a slender build, and very white hands.
The jawline in profile...
It looks somewhat familiar.
No! That can't be right? She looks a bit like Park Chae-young, doesn't she?
How did she end up here?
BLACKPINK is going to hold a concert in Seoul in early November, and they should be in the preparation stage now, so they must be very busy.
He was about to open the door and go inside.
The woman has already moved.
It wasn't because she recognized him, but because she had just finished vomiting and finished smoking that cigarette.
Then she saw someone staring at her.
Her gaze was unfocused, clearly indicating she was quite drunk.
But she seemed to see something that interested her, and her mouth opened wide.
She threw away the cigarette butt, crushed it with her toe, and then walked towards him, swaying with each step, but she didn't fall.
Liu Zimu took a step back: "Hey! Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"
The woman didn't stop at all.
"Are you Park Chae...?" He didn't finish his sentence.
She was already standing right in front of him, so close that he could smell the alcohol, the cigarette smoke, and a strong perfume on her.
Then a countdown started playing in his head.
[10, 9, 8...]
Does it expire after the countdown ends?
Before Liu Zimu could even process what was happening, his body was immobilized. This damned system had even cast a spell to freeze him.
【3, 2, 1】
She had already stood on tiptoe, placed her hands on his shoulders, and kissed him.
Lips touched lips, her lips were soft, but her movements were as fierce as those of the bandits of Wagangzhai.
Honestly, that taste was a bit hard to swallow!
But that feeling made Liu Zimu freeze.
He tried to push her away, but before he could move, the woman let go on her own.
She took a step back, tilted her head to look at him, her eyes sparkling, full of drunkenness.
He even smiled.
Liu Zimu looked at her and panicked.
Because this face overlapped with the face in my memory.
Park Chae Young.
It really is Rosé, the Rosé of BLACKPINK.
He took a deep breath, using all his strength to keep from exploding on the spot: "Park Chae-young? Please watch your image."
Park Chae-young paused for a moment, as if the words had confused her.
She blinked several times, looked him over for a few seconds, and smiled: "Weren't you just looking at me?"
"I think you look familiar," Liu Zimu said, feigning innocence after getting the better deal.
"You look familiar?" Park Chaeyoung leaned closer, staring intently at his face. "So, are you a fan of mine?"
"no."
"Then why were you looking at me just now?"
"..."
Park Chae-young seemed dissatisfied with his answer, pursed her lips, and took out a cigarette and lit it.
He exhaled a puff of smoke, spraying it all over his face: "My name is ROSÉ."
Liu Zimu fanned himself and said, "I know your name is Rousi!"
Her golden hair under her hat was messy, with a few strands sticking to her face, and her lipstick was smudged on Liu Zimu's lips.
Her skin was so white it practically glowed, but her mental state seemed a bit off.
Liu Zimu took a deep breath.
calm.
calm.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
He glanced at the moon in the sky, then at the smiling Park Chae-young.
I couldn't help myself anymore.
He yelled at the top of his lungs, "System, I'll fuck your ass!"
Park Chae-young was startled by his shout, took a step back, and then laughed: "Your Korean has an accent, are you Chinese?"
"What's it to you?"
"I love China," she rambled on. "I love hot pot, I love Peking duck, and I can even sing Chinese songs."
Then she started singing: "You are my little star..."
He sang off-key and his pronunciation was extremely inaccurate, but his timbre was very unique.
Liu Zimu looked at her and said, "You've had too much to drink. Where do you live? I'll call a car to take you home."
"I'm not going back."
Why?
"I don't want to go back." Park Chae-young took another drag of her cigarette, the smoke drifting between the two of them, looking somewhat unreal.
Liu Zimu thought for three seconds and felt that this matter was too bizarre.
He should have gone home to sleep earlier, but the system messed with him. A stunningly beautiful female celebrity who was famous internationally had him kissed hard.
He opened his mouth wide and looked at the street.
There was no one there, not even a ghost.
Liu Zimu took out his phone, wanting to call someone.
But after searching through my contacts for a long time, I couldn't find a single person I could use.
Should I call Xiao Qiutian?
What did you say?
When asked if a female idol from the Peninsula often kisses people on the street, she replied...
She must feel like she's gone crazy, her rationality clouded by her obsession with good looks.
Should I call Sulli?
Hey, Jinri, that Park Chaeyoung kissed me.
She must have flown back overnight and stabbed Park Chae-young with a knife.
As for Bae Joo-hyun, forget about her!
She'd probably just scratch Park Chaeyoung's face until it's bruised and then throw her into the refrigerator.
Police? That'll probably be on the news tomorrow.
He sighed and turned to look at Park Chae-young.
She was also leaning against a doorpost in her own coffee shop, smoking.
He felt loose and limp, as if he had no bones, and was shivering slightly from the cold!
Looking at her current style, she's just a spirited young woman!
"Aren't you cold?" Liu Zimu couldn't help but ask.
Park Chae-young looked at him, put a cigarette in her mouth, and looked down at herself.
He looked up at the sky again and thought for a long time.
She nodded, as if she had just realized the problem: "It's cold, but I'm enduring it!"
It seemed like only then that she realized what was happening, so she wrapped her coat tighter around herself and shrank her neck, moving as slowly as a sloth.
He was about 1.7 meters tall, and he was all huddled up in his wool coat.
But her eyes remained fixed on Liu Zimu, and she tilted her head to look at him for a few seconds.
It's like trying to make out a blurry outline.
"Do you know me?" she finally asked.
"Park Chae...no! I don't know you." Liu Zimu was speechless, and then asked again? How drunk was she?
"Then why were you looking at me just now?"
"Because you look like one of my friends."
"A man?"
"A woman." This answer was subconscious.
Park Chae-young suddenly laughed, but it was a strange laugh.
There was a smug satisfaction in his smile, as if I'd caught him red-handed: "A woman? Your girlfriend?"
Liu Zimu remained silent, not wanting to have a deep conversation with a drunk person.
"So your girlfriend looks like me?" She seemed very interested in this topic.
Liu Zimu didn't want to answer her question anymore, but he felt a little reluctant to leave her there.
Where do you live?
"I'm not going home."
Why?
"I'm not happy."
She said those three words in a very flat tone.
For her, being unhappy is like a very ordinary thing, as ordinary as eating bibimbap today.
Liu Zimu looked at her and remained silent for a few seconds.
Park Chae-young only debuted in 16, but she became very popular in 18.
A popular young female celebrity was seen like this.
The ending probably won't be good!
Moreover, it seems that none of the popular female celebrities on the peninsula are happy.
Choi Sulli, Bae Joo-hyun, and Park Chae-young are all like this.
Some of them are very obvious, while others are not.
"You can't just drink like this all by yourself outside," Liu Zimu said. "It's not safe."
"What's unsafe about it?" Park Chae-young exhaled a puff of smoke, glanced at the empty street, and said, "There's not even a ghost."
"There are bad people."
Are you a bad person?
"I am."
"Then come and catch me." She stretched out her hand, presenting her wrist to him.
That's how drunk people think; it's completely illogical.
Liu Zimu took a deep breath. Forget it, there's no point in reasoning with a drunk person.
He glanced at the coffee shop. "Should I take her inside?"
No, that's too dangerous.
If she were to report him for molestation the next day, his life would be over, while he had just been rescued by Choi Sulli.
And if Sulli finds out... ugh!
He shivered.
"Where do you live?" he asked again. "I'll call a car for you. Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to take you home."
"I know." Park Chaeyoung nodded, as if she understood what he meant.
"Then tell me."
"No."
Why?
"Because I don't even know where I live."
She smiled, a rather beautiful smile, then her shoulders hunched, as if she were crying again.
She looked at Liu Zimu, then suddenly hugged him again and kissed him.
Liu Zimu pushed her away, damn it, his lips were all chapped.
She then squatted down and cried.
Liu Zimu was helpless.
Why am I so unlucky, always running into these crazy people?
The peninsula is not worth it.