90: Chapter 90 The Extremely Gentle Sun Xian

Night fell once again over Seoul's Gangnam District.

Liu Zijun leaned back on the sofa, a cigarette held unlit between two fingers, his gaze falling upon the medical gauze and medicine on the coffee table.

The gunshot wound on his right chest hadn't fully healed yet; he had returned after handling T-ara's affairs at CCM Entertainment during the day.

Having just changed the dressing, the wound beneath the bandages still throbbed with a faint pain.

The apartment was very quiet.

Girls Generation had flown to Jeju Island for an event today, while f(x) likewise had a packed schedule.

Liu Zijun put down the cigarette and picked up the tablet beside him; on the screen was the follow-up plan for T-ara sent by Jiang Hongshao.

The announcement of Lee Areum's departure from T-ara had already been drafted and was waiting to be released tomorrow, while preparations for the new comeback album were also on the agenda.

Just then, the soft click of a digital lock unlocking came from the entryway, the movement very light and tinged with a bit of caution.

Liu Zijun looked up to see a slender figure pushing the door open and walking in; it was Son Ye-jin, whom he hadn't seen since Choi Sulli's birthday.

She was wearing a cream-colored knit dress, her long hair loosely tied back, revealing her fair neck.

Her makeup was light, and there was obvious fatigue in her eyes; she had clearly rushed over right after finishing a shoot.

But when she saw Liu Zijun on the sofa, those beautiful eyes instantly lit up, curving into lovely crescents as most of her exhaustion vanished.

"How did you get here?"

Liu Zijun stood up, hurriedly trying to button his shirt.

Seeing this, Son Ye-jin walked over quickly and reached out to support his arm, her tone full of concern.

"Don't hide it. Sulli and Yoona already told me."

Her gaze fell gently on his right chest, and her movements were even softer.

"I've been busy filming a movie these past few days and couldn't find the time. I finished early today, so I thought I'd come and see you."

Her hands were warm.

"Although I don't know exactly how you got these injuries, Liu Zijun, I really hope you can do as you promised Sulli and Yoona—no more doing these dangerous things in the future."

"And of course, now you have me too!"

"Before, you said we weren't from the same world, and I didn't understand."

"Now I understand, but I've already fallen in love with you and can't leave you. You'll just have to listen to us!"

Getting more upset as she spoke, Son Ye-jin reached out and gave his waist a sharp pinch, making Liu Zijun hiss in pain.

"Also, why didn't you tell me about these things?"

"Don't you dare say you were doing it for my sake, or that you didn't want me to worry!"

Liu Zijun helplessly pulled her into his arms.

"You've said everything already, so what's left for me to say?"

"Don't worry! It won't happen again. From now on, I'll stay here on The Peninsula and keep you all company!"

Son Ye-jin gave him a playful glare, then looked up and gave Ji-Jun a kiss.

Then, she carefully unbuttoned the top two buttons Liu Zijun had just fastened, revealing the white bandages wrapped around him.

Son Ye-jin's brow furrowed instantly, her fingertips gently brushing over the bandages, her voice carrying a hint of a sob.

"You really are a bad man, yet why are you still so gentle to me?"

Liu Zijun gently held her hand and said, "Because you're worth it!"

He reached up to wipe away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, his tone tender.

"Don't worry anymore, it's really not serious."

"But look at you—with those dark circles under your eyes, you haven't slept well these past few days, have you?"

Son Ye-jin sniffled, composed her emotions, and helped him re-button his shirt, her tone slightly reproachful as she said, "It's all because I was worried about you."

"When Yoona told me, I was scared to death!"

She paused, a faint smile suddenly tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"But I'm lucky today. Yoona, Sulli, and the others are all busy, so I can finally spend some time alone with you."

"Even though I'm more than ten years older than Sulli, every time I see that little girl, I still feel a bit guilty!"

"Clearly, I was the first one to meet you, yet I'm being suppressed so thoroughly by that little girl."

Liu Zijun held her gently and said, "Because you're so tolerant of them! That's also why I like you more and more."

Son Ye-jin lay in his arms and cursed, "It's only because you're a scoundrel! Who knows, maybe one day I'll fall for someone else, and then you'll be out of the picture."

Liu Zijun chuckled. "No chance. You can't escape now."

A trace of a smile appeared on Son Ye-jin's face.

There was an imperceptible joy in that smile, which made Liu Zijun's heart soften.

In truth, if she really intended to leave, he probably would have let her go.

Since they met, he had mostly spent his time with Choi Sulli and Im Yoona, and he really hadn't accompanied her properly.

Son Ye-jin was always like this, so sensible it made one's heart ache, never fighting or grasping, only silently waiting in the corner.

"Are you hungry? I'll go make you something to eat."

Liu Zijun stood up, intending to go to the kitchen.

Son Ye-jin quickly pulled him back and said, "Don't go, I brought food with me."

She picked up the insulated bag she'd left by the door and took out several exquisite food containers.

"I had my assistant prepare these—light side dishes and porridge. They're suitable for you to eat right now; you shouldn't eat anything too greasy while your wound is healing."

As the containers were opened, the aroma instantly filled the air.

There was refreshing cucumber salad, light tofu soup, and a bowl of warm seafood porridge.

Son Ye-jin sat to one side, watching the man as she fed him with a spoon, her eyes squinting into smiles again.

From time to time, she would rest her chin on her hand and watch him eat, her eyes full of tenderness.

The two chatted, from T-ara's comeback plan to Son Ye-jin's new movie, and the atmosphere grew warmer.

The light from the floor lamp shone on Son Ye-jin's face, extremely soft, making her look a bit more enchanting than usual.

Liu Zijun looked at her, remembering her confession at the restaurant in Cheonggyecheon and her silent, gentle companionship; an indescribable emotion welled up in his heart.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, his hands instinctively becoming restless.

Son Ye-jin's body trembled slightly, then she obediently leaned against his chest, her hands gently encircling his waist and her cheek pressed against his shirt, where she could clearly hear his heartbeat.

"I'm really scared—scared you'll go do dangerous things again, scared you'll get hurt like this time."

Liu Zijun held her tightly, resting his chin on the top of her head, and said firmly, "No more. I said I won't take risks again; I'll always be with you all."

Son Ye-jin didn't speak, but only held him tighter, as if trying to melt herself into his body.

Liu Zijun looked down at the top of her head, smelled the scent of her hair, and couldn't help but kiss her.

The kiss was very light.

Son Ye-jin looked up, her hands hooking around his neck as she responded passionately to the kiss.

Her lips were still soft, carrying a faint scent of porridge, making Liu Zijun lose himself a little.

The kiss gradually grew more intense, their breathing became ragged, and their body temperatures continued to rise.

"No, your wound..."

Son Ye-jin suddenly pushed him away, her cheeks flushed and her breathing shallow, but her eyes were full of longing.

"We can't do that. Your wound hasn't healed yet."

Liu Zijun looked at her reddened eyes and slightly swollen lips, his voice carrying a hint of seduction as he said, "I'm fine. I have great control; it won't affect the wound."

He kissed her again, this time with a dominance that brooked no refusal.

Son Ye-jin's resistance gradually weakened, and she finally surrendered completely to his tenderness.

She knew she shouldn't do this while his wound was still healing, but facing this man who occupied her every thought, all reason collapsed in an instant.

Liu Zijun carefully picked her up with great gentleness and walked toward the second-floor bedroom.

The woman in his arms was very light, her body trembling slightly with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

The bedroom lights weren't on.

Liu Zijun gently placed her on the soft, large bed and leaned over her.

The faint city lights outlined her exquisite features, and her long eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Who could resist this?

Yejin.

He softly called her name, his fingers gently brushing her cheek.

Son Ye-jin opened her eyes, which were filled with a watery sheen, reached out to wrap her arms around his neck, and suddenly kissed him of her own accord.

That night, there was no clamor or interruption, only their breathing and heartbeats intertwined.