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He was cold to people because life was tough on him. He was never an amiable person but it was just because he didn't know how to express himself... even though he didn't know how to communicate his ideas to his good friend, he would still try his best to persuade his friend not to miss his true love.

He knew how Seokjin cared about Jisoo and all the crazy things that Seokjin had done for Jisoo, so he hoped that Seokjin did not brush aside his happiness because of a misunderstanding when he was just about to receive it.

He had experienced losing his true love, so he knew how painful it could be. He had sworn that he would never allow himself to miss his true love once again, but Seokjin was different. He had never got Jisoo, so he thought he could give up on Jisoo and that working could cure him...

But as time went by, he would recall the time that he spent with Jisoo. And then the pain would penetrate deep into his flesh, his bones and his heart... and gradually swallow him.

Seokjin took a deep breath and lit up a cigarette, but he didn't put that cigarette into his mouth, but kept staring at his tiptoes. The two of them fell into silence. It had been quite a while before Seokjin put out the cigarette that had burnt out, turned his eyes to Jungkook and smiled. "It's the first time I heard you say so many words for me."

"You're my bosom friend, a friend until death." Jungkook gazed at Seokjin. Seokjin was slightly shorter than him. Looking at Seokjin, Jungkook felt he was looking at the past self who had just lost Lalisa...

Jungkook frowned and looked away.

Seeing his movement, Seokjin thought Jungkook was shy. He turned up the corners of his mouth. Yes, friends until death. The three of them all took each other as friends until death, friends even more important than their own lives, but they never said it out loud... From what he knew of Jungkook, it was not easy for Jungkook to say these words to him.

"If there is misunderstanding between us, why doesn't she explain it to me? It has been so many days since then but she hasn't contacted me." A gloomy gleam flickered across Seokjin's eyes. He looked at Jungkook and gave a self-deprecating smile. "Sometimes I doubt that she confessed her love to me that day just to get intelligence about Long Xiao and my whereabouts from me, and then she could wipe out Long Xiao."

Jungkook slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at the reflection of Seokjin in the glass of the French windows of the room. It had been quite a while before he said, "You're Wen Jisoo's teacher. Don't you know what kind of a girl she is?" Seokjin froze and Jungkook continued, "Do you think she is the kind of person who will betray her lover and friend for benefits?"

...

On the other side, Lalisa had gone back to her room. She opened her suitcase and took out the last featured set of clothes that was designed by her and Kai together, and sewed by Lalisa with her own hands. It was the fruit of her painstaking labor.

This dress was azure and cyan. Its lower part was a fluffy gauze skirt and its upper part was of a gorgeous mosaic design. Only girls with a very slender waist could put on this dress that looked stunningly gorgeous on the hanger...

Any girl in this dress would look like a little fairy.

Just as Mino said, only a flower fairy deserved this beautiful dress.

Lalisa hung the dress up and carefully steamed it. Then she looked at the dress in satisfaction and called Jennie. It had been quite a while before the latter answered the phone. "Lili, what's up?"

Lalisa raised her eyebrows as she heard a noise on the other side of the line. "Sister Jennie, you're not in the hotel?"

Jennie said, "Yes, I was doing the cover for a magazine, and now the job is finished. The Chief Editor of the magazine treated us to a meal. I'll be going back to the hotel at about 12 am. Is there anything urgent?"

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