I'm back again. I don't know why I can't post the Oh Sehun chapter; it's so sad. In a fit of anger, I just marked it as finished. I hope the Xiong Ni chapter won't be like that, or I'll cry my eyes out.
Let me tell you how I met Kim Jong-in. It's kind of amazing. The first three times I met him, I got hurt twice. Well, what can you expect when he's a gangster boss? I never thought I'd actually meet a big shot like him. My life is complete, hahaha.
I first saw him in an alleyway; I was taking a shortcut home to see our family.EXOThe music show performance livestream is something I can't miss! Speaking of which, Kim Jong-in and...EXOofwhenThey look quite alike, and even have the same name. Maybe they're just trying to fool people by becoming idols, hahaha. Oh, I'm getting off-topic... ahem.
I was walking along the alley when I heard footsteps behind me. It was so scary at night! Suddenly, that man grabbed me, slammed me against the wall, and told me to be quiet. Was this some kind of melodramatic scene? Had I run into someone being chased? I'm still a virgin! To save my life, I obediently listened to him. He covered my mouth, trying to keep me quiet, and his breath tickled my face. A sliver of moonlight shone on him, making half his face look exceptionally handsome. How could someone be so good-looking? I won't admit I was attracted to his beauty, or that I was smitten. After the group left, I noticed he was injured and bleeding.
Me: Stay here and don't move. I'll go buy you medicine.
He turned and went to the pharmacy. When I came back, Kim Jongin was gone. I looked for him for a while, worried something might have happened to him, but I couldn't find him. Suddenly, I remembered my brothers' music show performance. Oh crap! I ran home, turned on the TV, and it was over?! Ah, good looks really do lead to trouble.
The second time I saw him
Still injured, I was walking along the street after leaving the pharmacy when someone suddenly dragged me into an alley. Just as I was about to start cursing, I realized it was that handsome guy from last time, trying to use me as a shield again. Their ambiguous posture looked exactly like that of a couple having an affair.
Me: It's you?
Kim Jong-in: You know me?
Me: I don't know you, but the last time I saw you was in the same situation. You were injured, and then you pinned me against the wall in the exact same position.
This time I smelled blood. "You're injured again? Sit down, I'll help you apply medicine."
Kim Jongin: What a coincidence! How did you get the medicine? Are you a spy sent by the enemy?
Me: Uh…My sister just got injured and asked me to come out and buy her some medicine. I was just walking along the street when you dragged me in here. I was totally confused too!
Kim Jong-in remained silent.
I opened the medicine I had originally bought for my sisters, gave Kim Jong-in a quick first aid treatment, and bandaged him up. Luckily, his injury wasn't serious.
Kim Jong-in: Your wrap looks so ugly.
Me: ? ? ? ? Who would be so dismissive of their savior? Otherwise, I'll remove the bandage for you, and you can bandage it yourself. Your injury isn't too serious; remember to go to the hospital for further treatment.
Kim Jongin: No need, I won't die.
Me: Okay, it's just a suggestion. Whether you listen or not is up to you. I'm leaving now; my sisters are waiting for me at home. Brother, fate will bring us together again, even from a thousand miles away.goodbye ～
The third
I was waiting for my sister to come to the coffee shop, and this girl stood me up! I'll get my hands on her when we get back.
I ordered coffee, so I couldn't refuse, right? Money, huh? While I was drinking my coffee and playing on my phone, someone suddenly sat down opposite me. I was about to speak when I looked up—no way, what a coincidence!……
Me: It's you again?
Kim Jong-in: Do me a favor
Without waiting for my reply, a woman rushed over and said, "Jin Kai, are you breaking up with me for this woman?"
Holy crap, what did she say? I was so angry I slammed my fist on the table and stood up. I'd just been stood up, and I had nowhere to vent my anger.
Me: Hey, this guy…Madam, how dare you speak like that? What do you mean by "this woman"? What did I do wrong?
Me: What does your breakup have to do with me? Instead of reflecting on your own actions, you come here to question me.
……
When the woman realized she couldn't win the argument, she stomped her foot and walked away, cursing.
As for Kim Jongin, he just sat there watching the whole thing, acting all high and mighty, not saying a word.
I sat down: "Hey, your taste in women isn't very good either (I should have known better than to say that, I later regretted it). I've helped you three times, so tell me your name."
Kim Jong-in: Knowing my name won't do you any good.
Me: You're pretty immature (at this point, I didn't know that the person sitting in front of me was a gang leader; if I had known, I wouldn't have called him immature). Tell me, I'm your savior, after all. All I know is your name; you're not going to harm me.
Kim Jongin thought for a moment: Kim Jongin, my name
Me: Ye Zi, that's my name. In return, I'll tell you my name too.