HIS SMILE

Chapter 37

He didn't know who this person was but Ken obviously felt Jin and this person's closeness.

"Hello." The man on the phone screen was sitting in an office chair with curtains behind him. It was probably because the curtains were pulled too tightly that Ken had a breathless feeling.

"Hello." Ken had been standing casually and he instantly adjusted it to a cautious attitude. He had met this man who recently came to visit the crew. This person had a good relationship with Jin.

"My friend has a simple personality. I hope..." The man on the mobile screen paused for a moment. His eyes didn't change at all but Ken inexplicably felt that the eyes of the other person could see through everything. "I hope you get along well."

Previously in the crew, this friend of Jin didn't talk to Ken but his eyes were normal. Today, he was obviously murderous. Ken thought of how Kang Tae Oh broke the explosive news on Twitter and suddenly understood. He didn't dare look Jungkook in the eye and put the skewers in his hand on the table. "Well, if there is anything then I'll come to you after the New Year break."

He was really afraid of this look.

"It's fine, just wait." Jin placed his phone in front of him and spoke to Jungkook. "My colleague brought some skewers. I'm afraid it will go cold. I'll eat it and then call you."

"Okay." Seeing that Jin's attention was on the food, Jungkook nodded slightly.

Jin hung up the video, washed his hands and sat down. He smiled and told Ken, "It isn't good to eat barbecue when it is cold. Come and eat it."

They weren't filming tomorrow so Ken also brought two cans of cold beer. He opened the tinfoil wrapped around the barbecue and the entire room filled with the smell. Jin didn't drink beer so he got up to grab the unfinished mineral water from the bedside table and ate happily.

"You aren't drinking?" Ken looked at the lonely, forgotten beer to one side and felt that his heart was like these two cans of beer, cold.

"I won't drink." Jin shook his head.

Ken looked at Jin and didn't drink the beer. He also didn't eat the skewers.

"I'm curious about why you're helping me". Ken remembered how Jin introduced him to his friend.

Colleagues. It wasn't close but wasn't too unfamiliar. That's all.

Jin pointed right in front of him.

Ken wondered, "What do you mean?"

"The midnight snacks are real, the milk tea is real, the cakes are real." Jin touched his stomach. "You don't know that when I was poor and hungry, every night I couldn't sleep from hunger. You sent food and it was life-saving medicine for me."

Ken, "......"

No, he just wanted to feed this person until Jin was fat.

"It isn't exploitative." Jin put the skewer stick into the garbage bag. "You fed me meat and I helped you clarify. There is no problem."

Ken was hesitant. He really couldn't imagine that in this era, there were still people who were too poor to eat dinner. Since he was a child, he had lived freely and never felt hungry. Yet for the sake of a few meals, this person endured him for so long.

Ken was very clear that his temper was unpleasant but he didn't care. Regardless of his bad temper, there was always someone around him to please him and praise him. As to whether these people were sincere, he didn't care. It was just like a man never caring what cats and dogs thought of him.