After being reincarnated, he joined a top boy band and then lost it

Kim Minkyu never thought that one day he would be able to fight.

Ever since he was little, he has been well-received by the neighbors for his gentleness and obedience. His parents also feel that their son is really considerate, gentle, and sensible enough to not even look like a boy.

While other children were naked jumping into puddles on the street, playing in the mud, and collecting Ultraman cards, Kim Minkyu would babbling and follow her mother to help wash and choose vegetables. As she grew a little older, she began to learn how to chop and prepare vegetables. , and then started helping to cook at home when he was fourteen or fifteen years old.

Because Mingyu is left-handed, the elders in the family say that this child is precocious.

He doesn't clamor for toys or anything like other children. He writes and draws in a notebook every day. The thick leather notebook given to him as a birthday gift when he was 10 actually lasted for three years.

At first, the family was a little worried that Minkui might be too weak as a boy, so he started playing football with the boys in his class. When playing, he would sometimes bring his playing friends home to drink soda and watch football matches.

Parents also feel a lot more at ease, as their children can take care of themselves.

When I was in the third grade of junior high school, during the holiday, one day at almost noon, Minkui suddenly rushed out of the house wearing long johns and a mess of hair on his head. When he came back, he started saying incomprehensible things.

"Mom, I will be a trainee from now on, and I may have to go home later."

The mother trusted Kim Minkyu very much, nodded to show that she understood, and said that her son was awesome.

Dad said that if you can't go home, you should tell him in advance and try to get home before nine o'clock.

Kim Minkyu nodded while scooping rice into his mouth.

At first, they thought that being a trainee was just a hobby like playing football or basketball, and Kim Minkyu always returned home around nine o'clock. Even if some activities required staying overnight in the practice room, he would call in advance to report.

They never paid much attention to it. They attended parent-teacher meetings and watched live broadcasts. Unexpectedly, after practicing, they actually made their debut.

And he was pretty decent. He started getting salary from his family within two or three months of his debut. Although it wasn't much, Minkyu said that because he was still in the internship period, his salary was relatively low.

Hahaha, being an idol still has an internship period, my parents said this, but they were full of pride in their son.

When asked if he is happy being an idol and if he likes this career, Minkyu said without hesitation: "I'm super happy, I really like it."

Jin Minkyu also thought that he would continue like this, although he knew that there would always be things in his life that made him angry, and it was impossible not to be angry at all.

Wouldn't that just make you a doormat?

After joining P Club, he began to learn to express his dissatisfaction, such as Cui Shengche's throwing things, and other members' sometimes bad behaviors, such as monopolizing the TV, not cleaning exercises as scheduled, saying that he was not eating well There are many such situations.

But you really can't be angry for long, why should you be angry with your own family? The members are all such good people, they just have some small shortcomings occasionally.

Waving his fist at Song Zaimin was something he had never dared to think about before.

However, when Song Zaimin was crying and talking about how good Song Shengshi was to him, he really couldn't control himself.

He thought of the scars on Song Shengshi's neck, of Song Shengshi's suppressed crying in the ambulance, of the bruises on Song Shengshi's lower back in the hospital, of Song Shengshi's increased workload due to the sudden interruption of the live broadcast, in order to Do not let fans worry and be anxious while working with their arms hanging.

An unknown fire ignited in my heart.

"Song Shengshi has been so kind to you, is this how you repay him?"

He swung his clenched fist towards Song Zaimin's face.

"Secretly taking photos of him and sending them to a filthy middle-aged man?"

A punch to the left side of the face.

"Using his words to ask for gifts from fans?"

Another punch to the right face.

"You still want to drag him into the water?"

The final punch was given to the nose.

Jin Minkui knew why he was so angry. He was jealous, jealous of Song Zaimin, and felt sorry for Song Shengshi.

He was jealous that Song Zaimin had unintentionally received so much care and love from Song Shengshi, and felt sorry for Song Shengshi who was still being used by Song Zaimin after being killed like this.

Jin Minkui didn't know when he started to have thoughts about Song Shengshi.

It seemed to be very early, so early that Song Shengshi saw him among a group of trainees and handed him two rice balls.

It seemed to be very late, too late. There were already people standing around Song Shengshi, and it seemed that he couldn't get close.

He kept looking at Song Shengshi, watching Song Shengshi being pressed under Cui Shengche, gasping for air and shouting for help;

Looking at Song Shengshi, who was drenched in light rain under the street lights in the evening, his eyes lit up the moment he saw Li Can. He smiled and hugged his arm, and Li Can also took him into his arms.

He stood at the street corner, holding an umbrella, watching the two people clinging to each other and gradually disappearing at the intersection;

Watching Minghao put a scarf on Song Shengshi and gently touched his cheek with his hand;

Seeing Jeonghan hugging him, Soonrong kissed his cheek naturally...

Jin Minkyu thought, what can he do...

Start with small things, make an extra portion when cooking, and then take the initiative to ask him to come out to eat, and hand a cup of hot milk to Song Shengshi who is working on the sofa.

The first finished product I learned from the embroidery club in school was given to Song Shengshi - a handkerchief with Shengshi's name embroidered a little crookedly.

But the Chinese characters were wrong, and Song Shengshi couldn't laugh or cry while holding the handkerchief.

"It's 'Shengshi', not 'shengshi'. My name has such a pattern." Song Shengshi dipped his hand in water and wrote it on the table for Jin Minkui to read.

The invisible tail behind Jin Minkui drooped, and his expression began to become unhappy.

Song Shengshi immediately suppressed his smile and added: "But the meaning of this is also very good. It means 'life after life', which is the original meaning of my name."

Having said this, Song Shengshi paused, thinking about how to explain this meaning in Korean.

"It means that we have to be together for the rest of our lives, which means we will be together for the rest of our lives."

Seeing the golden puppy's eyes getting brighter and brighter, Song Shengshi knew that he had explained it correctly.

"Is that okay? Hehehe." Jin Minkui smiled from ear to ear and narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, that's why I like it very much." Song Shengshi lowered his head and folded the handkerchief carefully, unzipped his jacket a little, put the handkerchief in a pocket on the lining near his chest, then patted his chest, and vowed to talk to Kim Minkyu. Said: "Thank you very much, I will treasure it well!"

Jin Minkyu looked at Song Shengshi blankly. The zipper was unzipped and the shirt inside had two or three buttons unbuttoned to achieve a loose fit, revealing the beautiful collarbone and Adam's apple with a touch of pink.

That night, this image kept popping up in Kim Minkyu's mind, and finally he even saw other pinks in his imagination.

Feeling the reaction in his body, the golden puppy whimpered and covered his face. He was kicked by Cui Shengche next to him and didn't care.

Because he knew that he was completely committed and fell in love.