"How are your feet? Don't you need to put plaster?"

Seeing Taeyeon coming over, she looked like a young wife and didn't dare to sit down, Park Tae-yeon felt very missed. When she first met her, she was basically like this. Later, after getting familiar with her, she felt very distressed when she became close.

In general, it is not right for a woman named Kim Taeyeon to kill her old friends, or bully the weak and fear the strong. It is not right. When something really happens, she can still stand up.

"It's just a slight bone crack, so you don't need to put a cast on it. Why do you stand?"

"Oh." He sat up on the table and thought about taking off his shoes. "How long will it take to get better? It's as mentioned on the official website for 3 months?"

"No, it's almost done in about half a month, and the next step is to resume training."

"So fast? Pani and Sooyoung both took a long time."

I really want to reach out to see it, but the relationship between the two has become very strange recently. Kim Taeyeon finds that she has become very different from herself when facing him.

"Yeah, it's almost the same." Park Tae-yeon disturbed his head. Such injuries were not a serious problem for him, so he basically didn't have to worry about recovery problems.

"Look for me..." After saying two words, looking at Taeyeon's squeaky look, she didn't continue. Thinking about that night, when the other party came up and left without saying anything, she knew that the other party was struggling.

"Oh, that's the one you didn't go online today?"

Park Tae-yeon looked around and pointed to the table in the sunroom: "It's there, there are fewer friends, and the UK hasn't gotten up yet."

"Oh..." Kim Taeyeon lowered her head and thought for a while, then looked carefully at Park Tae-yeon: "You wanted to play football at the Celestial College?"

"Ah?" Park Tae-yeon looked at Kim Tae-yeon strangely. She decided to play football in South Korea. She seemed to be looking for excuses to hug her for a long time, but she shouldn't know why, why did she ask this? Xia Yeon told her? Or what Park Soo-yeon said through that person? What's the point of this? Is it? As for it?

Looking at Park Tae-young's confused look, Tae-yeon breathed a sigh of relief: "That's probably a blind rumor on the Internet, saying that you went to the Celestial Football Association."

“…is uploaded online?”

Kim Taeyeon nodded quickly, then took out her cell phone and quickly clicked on it. The reporter crawled over on the table and reached out to show him with his cell phone.

Looking at Kim Taeyeon's awkward posture, Park Tae-yeon secretly smiled, then reached out to take it from her and looked at it herself.

Taeyeon, whose hand was touched, pursed her lips and then crawled back on the table a few times again, sat on the other end of the cooling table again, and then tilted her head to look at Park Tae-yeon's reaction.

Looking at Taeyeon's pink mobile phone, Park Tae-young's pupils contracted. It was not because of the online content, but because of the phone that matched her and the little guy with her was broken. At that time, Taeyeon found out that she would think about it again?

But the next second Park Tae-young focused on the photos online. At first, he hadn't reacted yet, and waited for a few seconds before he remembered where the photo was.

Is this the one I was photographed when I just came back to go to the Celestial Football Association with the little guy?

After looking down at the netizens' comments for a while, Park Tae-yeon turned around silently and stretched out his hand.

"Don't move, I'll come and get it." Looking at Park Tae-yeon's angle, Kim Tae-yeon quickly spoke, afraid that he would touch his feet.

Park Tae-yeon looked at Taeyeon crawling over again, and said in anger: "Can you sit closer? You are not tired when you speak loudly."

Taeyeon, who had just picked up her cell phone and wanted to crawl back, paused, then nodded, and sat down in the middle of the table.

Seeing that it was half way closer than just now, Park Tae-yeon wasn't saying anything.

"Fake?"

"Really." Park Tae-yeon shrugged his shoulders.

"Ah...oh." He was a little surprised, but he nodded immediately to show that he knew.

"Why aren't you as excited as they are online?" Park Tae-yeon looked at her slightly.

"That's it. Xia Yan has been taught to be a worldly master of the world by you. And you have been living there before, so there is no difference. It's probably some people on the Internet who will call you, but it's enough to explain it at that time."

Kim Taeyeon felt that she was just trying to talk to him to relieve her depressed emotions these days. She was worried that he would be targeted by public opinion just now, but now she felt that it doesn't matter. Looking at his appearance, even if the whole world scolds him, as long as the people around him are not like this, he will never feel anything.

"Yeah, there's nothing to explain." Park Tae-yeon shrugged: "The Korean Football Association will not need me because of this? Besides, they didn't know that I was playing football at the beginning."

"oh."

Kim Taeyeon nodded and responded, and the two of them were silent again.

One didn't know how to explain the recent problem, but the other started to hide it from the other because of many things.

"That me..."

"Ding...Ding..." Kim Taeyeon was about to speak, but she was interrupted by the ringtone of her cell phone, and both of them turned their eyes to the sun room at the same time.

Taeyeon listened to the ringtone of her phone in a daze, but when Park Tae-yeon was about to get up, she quickly spoke.

"I'll help you get it." Then he jumped barefoot quickly.

Park Tae-yeon still got up, picked up the crutch and followed him. "I've been sitting outside for a long time, and I've just gone down."

"oh!"

Taeyeon, who turned her back to Park Tae-yeon, responded, and then pursed her lips tightly. His cell phone ringtone has always been a song of her or their combination, and the system ringtone...

When Taeyeon saw the phone, she was stunned again, then looked at the phone in her hand, her eyes dimmed a little, but she immediately adjusted her mood, picked up the phone and handed it over: "Yona."

"oh."

"Taiyan! Are you upstairs? Wait for me for a while, why are you going up if you don't have a good foot?"

Before the phone could be connected, Yoona's scream came from downstairs.

"I know, come down right away."

Looking back at Taeyeon, she had already gone to get her shoes. Park Tae-yeon didn't think much about it, and walked towards the stairs next, holding her deputy jumping like a cockfighting.

Halfway through the run, I saw Yoona running over hurriedly.

"Be careful, I brought you ginseng chicken soup, and I just got the bowl."

"Oh, until now, I'm starving to death. I'd known that I would have made a tart meal. Don't come over and help me. It's not that I can't move at the age of old."

In the beginning, Yoona said she brought her food for lunch, so she hasn't eaten until now.

Yoona still ignored him and walked a few steps to hold his hand with the crutch.

"If you are injured, stay honestly."

"bite."

The phone rang, and Park Tae-yeon didn't go to see it as soon as possible. After Yoona was not sure whether it was helping or overworking, she took out her phone and looked at it. In addition to the call from Yoona that she didn't answer just now, there was also an unread text message.

【I'll go down first.】

"Who?"

"It's nothing, you burned it yourself? It's not like running the itinerary in the morning."

"No, let the aunt at home make it."

"oh."
Chapter completed!