novellhall Chapter 22 The Dried Meat That Stayed Overnight
Chapter 22 The Dried Meat That Stayed Overnight
Liu Zimu stood there, looking at Park Chaeyoung who was squatting on the ground crying, and felt that he probably owed SM and YG a huge debt in his life.
Otherwise, why would the system torture him like this?
Before he could even warm up the crazy peach that was Choi Sulli, Bae Joo-hyun, that yandere was already sharpening her knives at him.
Now, another energetic young woman has appeared out of nowhere and kissed me right in the face.
Although it was done by the system.
He took a deep breath and squatted down.
Park Chae-young was still crying, but she cried quietly.
Her makeup was completely ruined; she looked like a doll that had just been soaked by the rain.
Liu Zimu looked at her, with only one thought in his mind: if her fans saw this, he would probably be trending on social media tonight and his body would be whipped. He had even come up with the title for his fans.
[Shocking! Chinese man sexually assaults Park Chae-young late at night, causing her to break down in tears.]
"Feed," he called out.
no response.
"Park Chae Young."
Still no response.
"Hi! Shredded Pork."
She finally raised her head, her eyes and the tip of her nose were red.
Good heavens, that's a long snotty nose. Could this kid have caught a cold from being chilled?
"How did you know my name is Rousi?" She sniffed, and the snot disappeared.
Liu Zimu opened his mouth, then closed it again.
His legs were getting numb from squatting, so he stood up and said, "Get up, the ground is cold."
Park Chae-young didn't move, but looked up at him.
She looked both disheveled and beautiful.
"Do you have a place to stay?" she asked again, her voice soft.
Liu Zimu pointed to the coffee shop behind him: "I live on the second floor."
"Can I come to your house?" she asked in a very flat tone.
Liu Zimu's hand trembled slightly.
He looked at Park Chae-young: "Do you know what you're saying?"
Park Chae-young looked at him and said, "I need somewhere to stay right now."
"Then go to the hotel!" Liu Zimu didn't want to provoke her.
After tonight, she probably won't even remember ever being here.
He had seen many cases like this in his previous life, where someone drank until they blacked out and forgot everything the next day.
Park Chae-young shook her head.
"Alright then." Liu Zimu took a deep breath, looked around, and realized it was too late. He finally relented, "Just for one night, but you have to leave immediately when you wake up tomorrow."
Park Chae-young nodded, her body trembling slightly.
Her movements were slow, as if she were confirming something very important.
Liu Zimu opened the side door of the coffee shop, and Park Chae-young followed behind.
The stairs were a bit narrow, and neither of them spoke.
She walked very slowly, holding onto the wall, swaying with each step.
All four members of their group are good-looking, but Rosé's aura is quite cool on stage, but she is quite different in private.
"It's a bit messy upstairs."
"It's okay, I don't mind."
Liu Zimu thought to himself, "You don't mind, but I do."
Little did he know that Park Chae-young was still watching him.
Her eyes cleared a little, and as she looked at Liu Zimu's back, she felt a little amazed that she had been so bold as to offer to stay at his house.
He's quite handsome, and besides, I don't know why I suddenly kissed him. I must have been crazy.
Oh well, I was planning to go crazy anyway.
If something really happens, it doesn't matter as long as he doesn't tell anyone.
After opening the door to the second floor, Liu Zimu hesitated for half a second.
The door to the guest room was open, and he had already washed the sheets that Choi Sulli had slept on last night and put on new ones.
Park Chae-young entered the room, stood still, and looked around with wide eyes.
"What's wrong?" Liu Zimu asked.
"It's so clean." There was a hint of disbelief in her voice.
Liu Zimu was speechless. It turned out that this girl's understanding of boys' rooms was disastrous.
He pointed to the guest room door: "Go sleep in that room. The sheets are washed and clean."
Park Chae-young nodded, walked to the door of the guest room, pushed the door open, glanced at the bed, and then looked back at Liu Zimu.
"Oppa".
"Oppa? My name is Liu Zimu. Please don't call me that so affectionately, it scares me."
"I don't know what to call you, so I'll just call you Oppa. Do you have anything to eat?" Park Chaeyoung pretended not to hear. "I think I've finished throwing up, and I'm a little hungry."
Liu Zimu sighed deeply and walked towards the kitchen: "What do you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine." She leaned against the kitchen door frame, having already taken off her coat, and was only wearing a white T-shirt and black leggings.
Liu Zimu opened the refrigerator; there was quite a lot of food inside, but it was already 1 a.m.
Boil water, add ramen noodles, and a poached egg.
Park Chae-young watched quietly from the side without saying a word.
He was very skilled at cooking noodles. He added the noodles as soon as the water boiled, stirred them with chopsticks, added the seasoning packet, and cracked an egg into the bowl—all in one smooth motion.
"Oppa, you can cook? That's amazing!" Park Chaeyoung finally spoke up, her voice tinged with envy.
Liu Zimu did not answer.
Five minutes later, a steaming bowl of ramen was placed in front of her.
Park Chae-young picked up her chopsticks, lowered her head, and began to eat: "So delicious!"
She ate very slowly, one bite at a time, taking a bite of noodles and then a sip of soup, her cheeks bulging.
Liu Zimu sat to the side, watching this scene.
Another beautiful celebrity sat down in front of me.
If he had told this story in his past life, not only would others not have believed it, but even he himself wouldn't have believed it.
Park Chaeyoung stopped eating halfway through her meal, looked up at him, and asked, "Oppa, do you think I'm weird?"
Liu Zimu thought to himself, "Do you think you're just weird?"
"A little, but you just drank too much. You'll be fine when you sober up tomorrow."
"No," Park Chae-young shook her head gently. "I just want to drink tonight, I just want to let loose."
She slurped up another mouthful of noodles and mumbled, "I just don't want to go back, I don't want to do anything."
Liu Zimu didn't speak, but leaned against the door frame and listened to her.
"I've been really tired lately, not just physically, but also mentally." She put down her chopsticks, curled up her legs, and huddled into a ball.
"I had a fight with Jennie today," her voice began to tremble, "It was a small thing, but I just couldn't help crying."
Looking at her, Liu Zimu recalled the word that Cui Xueli had said before.
Broken ice.
The ice in everyone's heart is breaking little by little, but some people break it sooner and some break it later.
Park Chae-young continued talking, and as she spoke, tears started falling again.
"I actually envy Lisa. She seems fearless. Jisoo is also very determined. Jennie always seems cool, but she's actually very tired. As for me, I feel insecure every day."
Liu Zimu listened but remained silent.
He was hesitant to speak up and wasn't very good at comforting people.
"Oppa," Park Chae-young called him.
"What?" Liu Zimu looked at her with some confusion.
"Could you hug me? Just to comfort me?"
Liu Zimu took a deep breath, looked at the blonde girl curled up on the ground, walked over, and patted her head.
"cannot!"
Then, without any hesitation, he pushed her into the guest room, pulled back the covers, and wrapped her up: "Go to sleep."
Park Chae-young, wrapped in a blanket, watched him walk away.
Until the door was closed.
She laughed: "Liu Zimu, you really are a good person!"
But then she got a little angry, looking at herself: "Am I really that unattractive?"
Liu Zimu closed the door, walked into the living room, slumped onto the sofa, and stared at the ceiling.
The events of tonight have been incredibly informative.
Bae Joo-hyun, that yandere, had already driven him to the brink of a mental breakdown during the day, and then Park Chae-young came along at night and practically sealed his fate with her kiss.
When I wake up tomorrow, I'll still have to be Red Velvet's babysitter and deal with Bae Joo-hyun, that yandere.
Go to sleep.
You can have anything in your dreams when you're asleep, and you don't even have to be a virtuous person.