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Andy slowly came down from the stairs and glanced at Chan-yeol standing in the middle of the living room, his expression blank. Park Chan-yeol was surprised; this Andy was completely different from the Andy of two years ago. If it weren't for that unchanged face, he would really think this was another person.
What emanated from him was not just a mature transformation; vaguely, there were some other terrifying emotions as well.
Andy sat down on the sofa and said to Chan-yeol: "Sit down."
Chan-yeol furrowed his brows and took a seat opposite him.
Andy poured two glasses of vodka and pushed one glass across the table to Chan-yeol. The glass stopped precisely in front of Chan-yeol, spilling only a couple of drops.
Andy took a sip, while Chan-yeol remained motionless.
Andy let out a cold laugh, set down his glass, leaned back against the sofa, and said: "Oh right, I forgot you can't drink."
Chan-yeol knew he hadn't forgotten what happened before, so he said: "I can't explain what happened back then; it really wasn't..."
Before Chan-yeol could finish, Andy interrupted him: "What happened back then? Heh, no matter what it was, it's all in the past. Right now, I just want to know what happened today."
Chan-yeol sighed and said: "We ran into each other at the gym this afternoon. Later, I heard from Brother Kwangsoo that Anna received a notification from the Running Man Production Team Zhao PD about a meeting. However, Zhao PD has been with Brother Jae-seok, so there was no meeting notification at all. Anna's phone has been off; we felt something was wrong and went to SBS to find her... Fortunately, it didn't reach an irreparable point."
After saying this, both of them fell into a long silence, lowering their heads, unsure of what each other was thinking.
After an unknown amount of time, the door upstairs opened, and Anna limped down, her mouth and eyes bruised, her knees swollen. These were just the visible injuries; the ones that were not visible might take years to heal.
Anna looked at Chan-yeol and Andy sitting there. Now that everything was over, she told herself to be extra careful in the future. She didn't want the people around her to be dragged into this sadness and anger with her.
"Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry," Anna said softly.
"Wait a moment, I'll have the aunt come over to cook," Andy replied.
"Okay. Also, Andy, please help me buy a new phone. I need to call Kwang-soo and the PD. With my current condition, I definitely need to report in," Anna said as she glanced at her knee, something flickering in her eyes.
"Sure," Andy answered.
Andy got up and returned to his study. He soon came back, and before long, the aunt who cooked arrived, along with the new phone.
Chan-yeol watched them in surprise. They were so taciturn about this matter, treating it as if nothing had happened. Perhaps this was the best comfort for Anna. Asking for the truth would only pour salt on her wounds, making her relive the unbearable pain.
Chan-yeol stood up and walked in front of Anna, saying, "I'm leaving now."
"Why not wait until after dinner?" Anna replied.
Chan-yeol smiled slightly and said, "No. The activities in China will start soon, and I have some things to attend to at the company. It seems you won't see me for a while."
Anna lowered her head, no longer daring to look at him, and quietly said, "Okay."
Anna accompanied Chan-yeol to the door. Seeing that Andy was ignoring him, Chan-yeol decided not to say anything more.
Standing at the door, Chan-yeol felt that Anna still had something to say, but in the end, she didn't speak up.
"I'm leaving, goodbye," Chan-yeol waved his hand and was about to turn around.
"Um..." Anna suddenly said.
Chan-yeol looked at Anna and asked, "What?"
After pondering for a moment, Anna smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing. Your clothes will be returned to you after they are washed."
Chan-yeol chuckled and replied, "Okay."
"Then, goodbye," Anna said.
"Goodbye."
The sky outside was slowly getting darker.
When she looked, he did not turn back.
When he looked, she had closed the door.
The car finally disappeared around the corner.
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