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A was drinking with Min Yoongi, and it was raining heavily when they left the bar, and they danced like crazy in the rain.And... what happened after that?

"Min Yoongi, Min Yoongi." Park Jimin reluctantly raised his leg and kicked Min Yoongi not far away.

"Huh?... Park Jimin?" Min Yoongi, who was really annoyed by the noise, opened his eyes, and after a long time of focusing, he seemed to be able to find the name of the wet kid in front of him.He moved his stiff neck, and for a long time, some memories of last night flashed in his mind, without saying much, he slowly got up and opened the door, motioning for Park Jimin to come in.

"Go and wash first."

Before Park Jimin could stand still, bath towels and a change of clothes were thrown away.

"The bathroom is over there. I'll go upstairs." Min Yoongi led him to the bathroom door and pushed in, turned around and went upstairs without saying a word of nonsense.

After closing the bathroom door, Park Jimin felt his body was terribly cold with wet clothes on his body, so he hurriedly turned on the shower head.The heat suddenly evaporated in the room.Park Jimin stretched his limbs and stood under the hot water. The discomfort caused by the hangover and cold dew disappeared in an instant; at the same time, he did not forget to try his best to recall what happened in the early morning, but no matter how hard he tried, it was of no avail.He tapped his head in the mirror, finally gave up and changed into the clothes Min Yoongi gave him, and left the bathroom.

In the living room, Min Yoongi had also washed and changed, and was listening to a CD with a cup of hot tea.

"Did you wash it?" He lowered the volume, watching Park Jimin come out while wiping his hair, and sit on the sofa.

The latter also didn't have the consciousness of being a guest, so he picked up the warm tea on the coffee table and poured it down, then looked around and asked, "Is this your home?"

Min Yoongi nodded.

"not bad."

Park Jimin looked around.The first floor is still neatly furnished.The furniture is all black and white wood, with sharp edges and corners.The living room is large, but it doesn't have a TV set like most people's houses. Instead, there is a set of home theater equipment and an expensive stereo next to it.In the large dark coffee cabinet on the other side, CDs and DVDs are stuffed to the brim.There are also a few new discs from the newly popular Chance The Rapper, apparently a rapper who has been listening to them recently.

Looking in with the left hand, the owner, who never played cards according to the routine, placed a pool table horizontally.One side of the wall is painted red, and one side is splashed with blue ink.The two colors are intertwined on the roof, and there is an indescribable wantonness.Park Jimin took a club and lay down on the table, and scored a red ball with a white ball randomly placed on the table.

"Okay, good technique." Min Yoongi also followed, but instead of taking the cue that Park Jimin handed over, he squatted down and looked at the table legs.

The curious Park Jimin also squatted down, only to notice that there was a brown carpet under the table, and there were scattered medicine bottles and pills on the blanket.His gaze followed Min Yoongi's, and he saw a wormy apple leaning against the corner of the table, and beside the apple was a DV that was being filmed.

Min Yoongi's face darkened, he got up and walked back to the living room without saying a word, and opened the balcony door.

This looks like a small balcony, but in fact there is a hidden hole behind it.Park Jimin, who didn't know where he was, followed, and was immediately surprised to see the basketball court in the yard bathed in summer sunshine, but what shocked him even more was the outrageous Min Yoongi.

"XX! Tian Zhengguo!"

"Hey——brother, why are you back?" Tian Zhengguo, a young boy in a red jersey, was about to make a layup, his hands froze in mid-air, and the basketball was thrown and then hit the floor straight and hard.

"Brother, you're back~" At this moment, Tian Zhengguo didn't even bother to pick up the ball, ran back to his cousin, and smiled obediently.

"Little bastard, how many times have you told me not to come to me while skipping class." Min Yoongi, who was obviously immune to the young boy's coquettishness, raised his hand and pointed, "What's the matter with Apple?"

"Well, it's biology homework." Tian Zhengguo quickly rushed over to pick up Apple and DV, still with a flattering smile on his face.

"It seems that the lesson I taught you last time was not enough." Min Yoongi narrowed his eyes.

"Okay, okay, I opened a channel on Youtube, and I want to shoot a video and put it on it. Ah-brother, don't slap your face!"

"Hey, there are guests at home?" Tian Zhengguo suddenly opened his eyes and saw Park Jimin standing beside him, and immediately smiled as if seeing a savior.

Sure enough, even if he gnashed his teeth like a brat behind his back, Min Yoongi still wanted to give Tian Zhengguo some face in front of outsiders.

"Cough, Park Jimin. Park Jimin, this is my cousin, Tian Zhengguo."

"Brother Jimin, hello~" Tian Zhengguo threw himself into Park Jimin's arms almost in tears of gratitude.

"Tian Zhengguo, I'll give you two seconds to get back to the cram school. One," Min Yoongi hadn't finished speaking yet, Tian Zhengguo, who knew current affairs, ran out of the villa with an apple and a DV in both hands without looking back.

"Your cousin is pretty cute." Park Jimin joked.

"No business. I'm interested in everything, and I want to do everything, except study." Min Yoongi, who was noncommittal, softened his face.

Obviously, I am also at the age when I should go to school, so it is not the same as 'doing nothing'.Park Jimin winked, but still couldn't speak.

"I'll take you upstairs." While talking, Min Yoongi took Park Jimin upstairs.

There are more rooms upstairs than downstairs.There is a storage room on the side of the stairs, two bedrooms next to it, and a training room with basic fitness equipment on the other side, and a recording room and toilet on the other side.The reason why you can see it clearly at a glance when standing at the stairs is because all the doors are open, as if to welcome Park Jimin.

"Do I still have to defend myself at home?" As if seeing his question, Min Yoongi, the owner of the house, didn't take it seriously, and took out the key from under the carpet at the stairway and threw it to him.

"That room is mine."

Hearing that Park Jimin probed in, he found that Min Yoongi's room was as dark as dark clouds passing through even in broad daylight.The interior decoration and furniture are all in pure black.Three walls and the ceiling were painted an impenetrable black, and heavy black curtains kept the light out.Inside the sloping room with a big bed covered with a black sheet.The only slightly colored magazines and balls of manuscript paper were thrown all over the floor.

"You live in such a dark place, aren't you afraid of depression?" Park Jimin looked at Min Yoongi in disbelief.

"Black helps me think." Unexpectedly, the homeowner replied confidently.

"What a geek." Park Jimin, who muttered softly, picked up a ball of paper from the bed and unfolded it. It was an unfinished lyrics. Seeing that Min Yoongi didn't intend to stop him, he continued to read with peace of mind.But the more he looked down, the more nervous and serious he became.His mind flashed the white medicine bottles that he had seen everywhere just now, in the bathroom, next to the record player, on the hallway floor, in the bedroom, looking up in disbelief.

"What's the matter?" Min Yoongi saw that his expression was wrong, took a look at the crumpled paper ball, and suddenly laughed, "What, I wrote such rubbish lyrics." Then he said seriously, "It happened in the past .”

"You've really had...depression."

"It's been cured." He casually gathered the ball of paper into another ball, and casually threw it aside as if to say 'healed'.

"you……"

"Brother, Brother Shuozhen's phone number!" Suddenly, a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old jumped out from somewhere downstairs, his teddy bear pajamas huddled up, and he held up his mobile phone and called upstairs.The light chestnut hair that looked like a lion cub because of the fraying showed that he was still sleeping soundly just now.

Min Yoongi waved his hands with a cool face, "No."

"Why! No one answered the phone!" The boy adjusted the mirror frame a little excitedly, and went back to the room angrily.

It was only then that Park Jimin realized that there was a room downstairs with a closed door, and it looked like the boy should be sleeping there.

"That's Taewoo, Kim Taewoo. Stay here temporarily." Min Yoongi stretched his waist and said, not knowing whether it was on purpose or not, "Ah, I'm so hungry, let's go down and cook some ramen."

After his reminder, Park Jimin also felt empty in his stomach.Drinking and dancing last night, his physical strength has long been exhausted.

"You too?"

"Yeah." Park Jimin, who followed behind him like a little ghost, nodded obediently.

"Okay." Min Yoongi smiled and moved the kitchen door away, "Then you go cook."

"Ah?" Park Jimin, who failed to make a meal but was blackmailed, stared wide-eyed.

"I'll add two eggs, please." Min Yoongi patted Park Jimin's shoulder earnestly, wobbled and sat back on the sofa to listen to the song.

Park Jimin wanted to cry, but he wished he could chop up Min Yoongi and boil it, but in the end he added an extra egg and served it respectfully to Min Yoongi.The two wolfed down the meal, and even drank the soup.

After tidying up, they went back to their rooms to rest.Park Jimin was lying upstairs in the room next to Min Yoongi, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.He doesn't want to think about what the future will be like, as long as his chest is full of brand new smells, it will be fine.

六

Next, Park Jimin will officially move in.He simply skipped classes to get clean, and slept until the sun was up during the day, and Jin Taiyu, who was also sleepy, got up and scribbled for lunch, danced in the afternoon, and went to SUGA to dance in the evening.

The two are about the same age, both have easy-going, frank and rowdy personalities, and they became good friends in a few words.

"At that time, it was really miserable. I had no money and was dumped by my girlfriend. If Yoongi didn't appreciate me and was willing to take me in, I would have been living on the street. Thanks to Yoongi, I could continue to play DJing and do my favorite hiphop." Jin Taiyu didn't shy away from it, and poured out the story of how miserable he was and how he was saved in one brain.

"Brother Yoongi is a good man." He dangled himself on the railing in the subway, with a smile on his face.

"I think you are Min Yoongi's number one fanboy in South Korea."

When the subway arrived at the station, Park Jimin rushed forward and hugged Jin Taiyu, and the two hooked up.