Chapter 425: 449 Park Hyomin

447 Park Hyomin: "Unnie, open the door!!!" (Seeking subscriptions and monthly votes)

Inside Li Juli's Apartment in the year 25.

Sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, mixing with the fresh air drifting in from outside; it smelled strangely reassuring.

Lin Xiuyuan stood in front of the refrigerator, scanned the stock inside, then turned his head to look at the two people who had already sat down and were chatting softly over there.

He closed the fridge door and asked, "Juli, your fridge is out of food. I'm going over to Shanghai to pack some breakfast; what would you like to eat?"

"Going to Shanghai?" Upon hearing this, Li Juli's eyes immediately lit up, her tone carrying undisguised anticipation, "Then I want to eat dim sum, pack some dim sum over; I haven't had it in a long time."

Lin Xiuyuan nodded, his gaze turning toward Park Hyomin.

However, at this moment, Park Hyomin was still in a daze.

She sat on the sofa, both hands resting on her knees, her eyes unfocused, as if looking at something, yet as if looking at nothing at all.

Her mind was still a bit dizzy, the feeling one has just after waking up from being hit with a club; although her consciousness was clear, the speed at which her brain processed information clearly couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

So much so that when she heard what Lin Xiuyuan said and heard Li Juli's reply, these things seemed to be blocked by something, unable to enter her brain at all.

Seeing that she hadn't noticed him, Lin Xiuyuan watched for two seconds, then helplessly had to raise his volume and call out, "Xiaomin, how about you? Do you want to eat anything?"

Hearing her own name called out loudly, Park Hyomin finally came back to her senses and slowly turned her head to look toward Lin Xiuyuan.

Her gaze was still a bit hazy, then she responded, "What? Breakfast? I'm not hungry, you order whatever, I'll just eat a little something."

At this moment, compared to before, she had already draped one of Li Juli's coats over herself.

Actually, she wasn't cold; the heating in this apartment was turned up very high, the room temperature was at least above twenty-two degrees, and wearing a camisole nightdress wouldn't make her feel chilly at all.

It was just that the little white camisole was indeed not very convenient to wear in front of Li Juli.

It wasn't because it was revealing, but because those exposed areas of skin bore various marks left by Lin Xiuyuan last night.

Below the collarbone, the tooth marks on the shoulder blade, the faint blue bruises on her waist from being gripped tightly—those marks were exceptionally conspicuous on her fair skin, like some kind of silent declaration.

Let me clarify, this wasn't Lin Xiuyuan being violent, but her skin was just too tender; a little bit of force and it ended up like this.

However, it recovered quickly; according to previous experience, it would basically fade away in less than a day.

Having received Park Hyomin's response, Lin Xiuyuan didn't dawdle anymore and turned to walk toward a door nearby.

He opened it, then closed it, and flashed away.

And with his departure, the Living Room also quieted down, leaving only Li Juli and Park Hyomin, you looking at me, I looking at you.

Sunlight cast a bright area on the coffee table between the two, and the dust in the air floated slowly in the light, as if dancing a silent dance.

In the end, it was Li Juli who spoke first, "What's wrong? Do you feel I'm not Juli? Or do you feel this world is too crazy?"

Hearing the voice, Park Hyomin let out a stifled breath, lowered her eyelids, and looked at her fingers intertwined, her thumbs unconsciously rubbing against each other.

After two seconds of silence, she replied, "A bit of both, I really can't accept it."

It was like a frog that had always lived at the bottom of a well, suddenly fished out one day, seeing the world outside, and then discovering that this world was far larger, far more complex, and far more terrifying than it had imagined.

"Relax a bit, just breathe more fresh air and it'll be fine. When I first found out about this situation, I was even more exaggerated than you." Li Juli smiled and comforted her.

"Hmm?" Park Hyomin raised her head, looking curiously at this plus-sized Juli Unnie.

"I think my legs went soft immediately,"

Li Juli said, not forgetting to gesture with her hand, her palm pressing down from the height of her chest, "If I hadn't been held up by someone, I probably would have really fallen down. No, wait, I think I really did fall, oh my, I forgot, I forgot."

After finishing, she laughed first; the laughter wasn't loud, but it was crisp, echoing in the quiet Living Room.

And when Park Hyomin imagined this somewhat funny scene, her mood finally relaxed a little.

The corners of her mouth slowly curled up, and then she pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Actually, I was the same just now, my legs went soft. It's just that with Xiuyuan holding me, I managed to stand."

Seeing that Park Hyomin could smile, Li Juli felt a little more at ease.

"So, is the situation better now?"

"Barely, it's just still hard to believe."

Park Hyomin paused her tone, as if organizing her words, and tapped her fingers on her knees twice.

"Honestly, if Xiuyuan hadn't been taking me back and forth, and then I saw... you, Unnie, I really wouldn't believe this situation. This is better than making me believe that there are aliens in this world messing with my brain and injecting hallucination reagents into my body."

When she mentioned Li Juli, her gaze lingered on the face opposite for a moment before she uttered the title "Unnie."

When these two words were spoken, Park Hyomin actually had a very strange feeling in her heart.

Calling someone twelve years older than the Li Juli she knew "Unnie," but this person was indeed Li Juli herself—this feeling of time-space confusion made her stomach spasm slightly.

As for the thoughts she expressed, she hadn't lied at all.

At first, when she saw that The Gate, the first thought that flashed through her brain wasn't about the future, but whether Lin Xiuyuan was an alien.

This thought came fast and fierce, like a bolt of lightning splitting her cognition.

Anywhere Door, time travel, teleportation—aren't these the abilities that only aliens in science fiction movies have?

Not until she saw Li Juli and saw the Seoul of another world outside from this high floor.

Those high-rises she had never seen, those buildings she had never heard of, those city skylines more dense, more modern, and more brilliant than in 2013.

Only then did her cognition slightly accept this fact, but only slightly.

"Actually, everyone's experience should be about the same."

Li Juli took over the conversation, her tone carrying a sense of reflection on the past, "I thought the same at first, but there were a lot of people at the time, so it blew my brain open, and my acceptance was much faster."

Hearing Li Juli say this, Park Hyomin became curious again, "Many people? What do you mean, what kind of people?"

"Just the people who know this secret; according to Xiuyuan's meaning, they should be members of the Small Tavern, or the Church believers that Zhiyan mentioned."

However, Park Hyomin was still puzzled, her brows slightly furrowed, her brain rapidly piecing together these fragmented pieces of information, and she tentatively guessed.

"So, the time you, Unnie, learned this secret, was it just a gathering of theirs?"

Just when she thought her guess was very close to the truth, the answer she received left her, who had just recovered, stunned in place again.

Li Juli lowered her voice, her gaze moving away from Park Hyomin's face to look out the window.

"That's not it; that time was when Xiuyuan took Hela to visit her tombstone, so quite a few people took the time to come over."

The air in the Living Room seemed to have been sucked away by something.

Even Park Hyomin's breathing stopped for a moment.

Faced with this statement containing an immense amount of information, Park Hyomin's entire brain went numb again, and she stiffened on the sofa like a statue that had been suddenly frozen.

After a long while, she finally murmured, asking, "What does that mean? Does it mean... in this future space-time, Hela is already dead?"

At this point, Park Hyomin paused her voice again, as if digesting the two words she had just spoken, and then confirmed, "Wait a second, Unnie, this Hela you're talking about, is it the Goo Hara I know?"

"Yes." Li Juli's voice was very soft, but very certain.

Afterwards, she did not avoid the gaze Park Hyomin cast at her, nor did she attempt to express it in a roundabout way; she just looked straight at her and continued to throw out more information.

"Over here in the present, it's not just Hela who is dead; Sulli is also dead, and many people have passed away."

"Then Zhiyan was the first to get married, but she got divorced. Su Yan also got married, but didn't get divorced, and Enjing's mother died."

Having experienced cognitive fragmentation, Li Juli knew very well that sometimes one cannot drop bombs little by little; that is a crueler method.

Because giving the other person a chance to catch their breath, then throwing another, then giving another chance to catch their breath, and throwing another, is like a never-ending slow slicing.

So at times like this, one should stun the other person with a continuous barrage, letting her absorb all the information at once, so that she can adapt to this place as quickly as possible.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain; this was one of the lessons she had learned over these years.

Although the effect of this was very significant, the result was that Park Hyomin was stunned again, her body leaning against the back of the sofa, her hands spread out on either side of her knees, her gaze staring blankly ahead.

Her brain, meanwhile, was frantically processing the information she had received.

These names were all people she was familiar with, yet without exception, they had all met such arduous fates in this future space-time.

Time flowed by in silence.

Until Lin Xiuyuan returned from the direction of Shanghai, carrying a large bag of takeout.

Upon returning to this side, he glanced at the two people on the sofa and called out, "Alright, stop spacing out, come over and eat some Breakfast first; I'm actually a bit hungry."

Hearing this, Li Juli gently patted Park Hyomin's shoulder, "Alright, don't think too much all at once; there will be time to adapt properly later."

Regarding this remark from Li Juli, the awakened Park Hyomin felt for the first time that this person was indeed her Juli Unnie.

The same black-bellied nature, the same way of killing the heart with words.

Who exactly was it that just threw so much explosive information at her?

And now she's telling her not to think too much?

Then you shouldn't have said so much in the first place.

Thinking of this, Park Hyomin looked at Li Juli, her eyes carrying a grievance-filled accusation.

However, after Li Juli received that look, not only did she not feel guilty, but she smiled even more happily, her eyes curving into beautiful crescent shapes.

Soon, the three of them sat at the dining table.

As the food containers were opened one by one, the fragrant heat of delicacies like shrimp dumplings, red rice rolls, chicken feet, and sticky rice chicken wafted out from the containers, forming an enticing cloud of aroma above the table.

And looking at this table of Huaxia delicacies from thousands of miles away, Park Hyomin once again experienced that disorienting sense of space-time, being in Paris in the morning and Tokyo at noon.

Not long ago, this man was clearly still in her Apartment, in Seoul in 2013, wearing pajamas and arguing with her.

Yet now, he was already sitting in Seoul in 2025, eating takeout from Shanghai.

Thinking of this, Park Hyomin still asked about the situation, as if to convince herself, "So, Xiuyuan, is this takeout you just packed from Shanghai in Huaxia?"

"Yes, Hyomin, take your time getting used to it; no one is rushing you." Lin Xiuyuan picked up a shrimp dumpling, brought it to his mouth, and took a bite.

The fresh sweetness of the broth bursting in his mouth spread across the tip of his tongue, making him squint his eyes in satisfaction.

Hearing this, Park Hyomin nodded along, not saying anything more.

Instead, she followed Lin Xiuyuan's lead, picked up her chopsticks, grabbed one, and put it into her mouth to take a bite.

It was delicious, very fragrant.

But right now, she really had no heart for tasting food.

Because food needs a mood to go with it, and her mood at this moment was like a pot of muddied water; nothing could settle, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Those chopsticks just moved mechanically between the food containers; whatever she picked up, she put into her mouth, chewed a few times, swallowed, and then went to pick up the next one.

At the same time, her whole mind was filled with the words Li Juli had just said.

That information was like nails driven into her mind; every time she thought about it, it went a little deeper, and her heart even began to ache a little.

So, after enduring for a moment, the unable-to-bear Park Hyomin raised her head to look at Li Juli, her gaze carrying urgency and a trace of courage as she pressed for an answer.

"Um, Unnie, the reason you just said Zhiyan got married and then divorced, what was it? And the situation with Sulli and the others..."

Although she didn't finish her sentence, Li Juli knew what she wanted to ask.

But she replied, "It's a long story."

As the one who dug the pit, she seemed to have no intention of filling it at all.

Such a black-bellied maneuver made Park Hyomin feel the flavor of the 2013 Li Juli even more strongly in the other person.

Twelve years of time had left marks on her, but the things in her bones, the core parts that constituted the person Li Juli, seemed not to have changed at all.

Fortunately, seeing this scene, Lin Xiuyuan first smiled at Li Juli, a smile carrying a sense of helplessness, and then took his phone out of his pocket.

He unlocked it, opened an app, and handed it to Park Hyomin.

"Hyomin, whatever information you want to know, just type it directly into this question box. This is a fresh gadget from '25, AI; it can compile information from the internet. Although it's not very accurate, it can at least give you a rough idea to start with."

Hearing this, Park Hyomin immediately took the phone.

This phone was heavier than the one she used, but the screen's display effect was much better; the colors were vivid, the image was delicate, and it looked as if a layer of transparent glass covered the content, making it clearly visible.

However, holding the phone with both hands, her fingers hovering above the screen, looking at that blank input box, she suddenly didn't know what to search for first.

Mainly because she had too many questions in her mind.

About Hela, about Sulli, about Zhiyan, about Enjing, about herself.

Every question was very important, and every question was like a black hole, opening its mouth wide, waiting for her to fill it with information, to the point that she didn't know where to start.

At this moment, Li Juli, sitting opposite, said in a light tone, "How about searching for your own situation first, Hyomin?"

Immediately following this, Lin Xiuyuan quickly picked up a piece of water chestnut cake and stuffed it toward her mouth, his movement both fast and precise.

With a hint of melancholy in his tone, he smiled, "Juli, stop teasing her."

Li Juli, having been suddenly stuffed, first froze for a moment, then subconsciously bit down on the piece of water chestnut cake, her cheeks bulging like a hamster that had stolen some food.

After finishing it, she immediately began to complain with a performative, aggrieved air, "Yo, so it's 'out with the old, in with the new,' is it? In the blink of an eye, you're protecting Xiaomin and ignoring me, huh?"

"Don't make a scene." Lin Xiuyuan glanced at her.

Only then did Li Juli close her mouth with a beaming smile, holding the glass of soda with both hands and taking small sips, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Park Hyomin and Lin Xiuyuan, the smile at the corners of her mouth impossible to suppress.

Park Hyomin, who had been watching the interaction between the two, felt her heart skip a beat.

She thought about the situation she had asked Lin Xiuyuan and Lin Yun'er about not long ago, which seemed to be applicable to the Juli unnie before her eyes as well.

However, this thought only flashed through her mind, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, shining for a moment before disappearing.

Because in the blink of an eye, it was covered up by an even greater desire for knowledge.

At this very moment, she didn't want to think about those complicated interpersonal relationships, nor did she want to guess what Lin Xiuyuan had been through with whom.

She just wanted to know some of the most basic, most direct facts.

That was, what exactly she had done over these past ten-plus years.

And so, after pondering for a moment, she entered a query into the box: 【What events and life experiences did Tara's Park Hyomin have between 2013 and 2025】.

Her typing was very slow, needing to find the position for every single letter, but the moment she pressed the "Confirm" button, her heart still lifted.

In almost the blink of an eye, the content on the screen changed, and a series of main points were listed below the input box.

It wasn't the kind of scattered, messy fragments of information, but items that had been organized by AI, arranged in chronological order, and accompanied by subheadings.

From career to relationships, and then to some recent developments, everything was there.

Each item had a small dot in front of it, like a list, clear and easy to understand.

Then Park Hyomin's gaze fell onto the screen, scanning from top to bottom.

She saw the phrase "bold solo," followed by a year: 2014.

Then she also saw the label "scumbag athlete," preceded by a man's name she didn't recognize, but the adjective following that name made her heart sink.

Finally, she saw "finance guy."

She saw "marriage."

She saw "wedding."

She saw "married life."

These information entries made the knuckles holding her phone turn white.

After that, the scene at the dining table turned into Lin Xiuyuan and Li Juli eating Breakfast bite by bite, while Park Hyomin beside them held her phone with a tightly furrowed brow, staring at the information and news on the screen, reading word by word, line by line.

A few dozen short news articles directly summarized her life over the next ten-plus years.

From 23 to 35, from youth to maturity, from single to married, from girl to woman, all the important nodes were condensed into a few thousand characters and dozens of pictures.

It was like a book with only a table of contents and no content; you could only see the titles, but not the stories inside.

Park Hyomin was left speechless.

So in the end, she chose to put down her phone, closed her eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

Her whole body felt as if she had just finished a long marathon, exhausted.

However, when she recalled the news about her own marriage just now, a question suddenly popped into Park Hyomin's mind, and she subconsciously turned to look at the man beside her who was eating chicken feet.

"Xiuyuan, while you're here, have you had any relationship with the me here?"

This question was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

Li Juli, who had almost finished eating, had long since put down her chopsticks and was drinking soda.

At this moment, upon hearing Park Hyomin's question, she paused, then burst into a "pfft" of laughter, the sound crisp and loud, echoing in the Living Room.

Then she gave a thumbs-up to the other person, filled with the excitement of someone who had hit a blind spot, "Good question, Xiaomin, you really are too smart!"

Her reaction made Park Hyomin realize something, so she turned her head sharply to look at Lin Xiuyuan.

Lin Xiuyuan was so startled that he hurriedly denied it.

"Don't look at me like that! I really haven't had any relationship with the you here, not even once! Not even ambiguity! I promise, if you don't believe me, you can ask Juli."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze toward Li Juli, his eyes filled with a plea for help.

"I knew I shouldn't have come over to your side; I would have been better off finding Enjing."

Upon hearing this, Li Juli immediately changed her expression.

She cupped her face with both hands, fingers spread wide like a blooming flower, and batted her eyes rapidly at Lin Xiuyuan.

Her eyelashes fluttered, her eyes filled with a deliberately exaggerated coquettishness, and her voice was softened, "Alright, alright, I was wrong~ wrong, don't stop liking me."

As she spoke, her body swayed from side to side like a willow tree blown by the wind.

Then she looked at Park Hyomin with a smile, her expression returning to normal, "But Xiaomin, don't worry, although this guy has a bit of a special XP, he really hasn't gotten involved with the Xiaomin here, and he's even very sensible about keeping his distance."

Park Hyomin looked at Li Juli's expression, and her heart relaxed slightly.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Lin Xiuyuan, but having a third person confirm such things was always more reassuring.

She had heard a lot about "twin stacking," but her bottom line was cheating, so she really didn't want the version of herself here to be that self-destructive.

Thinking of this, she picked up her phone again and continued to scroll down.

A moment later, after seeing some comments, Park Hyomin asked again, "Am I not living very well?"

This time, both Lin Xiuyuan and Li Juli fell silent.

They didn't know how to answer this question; honestly, they didn't know how she was doing here either.

She was already in her thirties; it really wasn't easy to ask too much.

Everyone has their own life, and everyone has their own path to walk; as friends, all they could do was appear when needed and keep their distance when not.

As for the loneliness in the dead of night, the unknown tears, and the exhaustion behind the smiles in front of the camera, they couldn't see them, and they shouldn't pry into them.

So the situation remains as it is; silence is the answer.

Having roughly understood the situation, Park Hyomin bit her lower lip and looked at that version of herself on the phone, feeling somewhat speechless.

She muttered softly, "I really didn't expect my future self to be so stupid."

"It's alright, actually not that stupid; at least you'd run away if you encountered a scumbag," Li Juli said, finally finding an opportunity to speak. She put down her soda, attempting to comfort Park Hyomin.

As it turned out, Park Hyomin replied even faster, "And then I went and found an even messier finance guy, right?"

Although she didn't understand finance, the circle in Seoul was only so big, and it was highly interconnected.

Therefore, through constant exposure, Park Hyomin had still heard from many people's mouths about the decadence of the finance circle.

She had heard too many rumors about nightclubs, about socializing, and about unspoken rules.

So she could never have imagined that her future self would actually go and marry a finance guy after learning all this information.

The atmosphere at the dining table remained quiet for a few more seconds.

After that, having finished checking her own situation, Park Hyomin turned to start looking up information about others.

She started with Goo Hara, whose story she found most heartbreaking to hear. She typed "Goo Hara 2013-2025" into the input box and pressed confirm.

The content that popped up on the screen made her heart feel as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand.

Then, before she could even search for Sulli's information, the AI generated it automatically.

In the same year, the two of them left this world in the same year.

Seeing these news reports, Park Hyomin had already begun to lose sense of her surroundings. Her whole person felt as if it had been frozen by something; her nose was stinging, her throat felt blocked by something, and even breathing became difficult.

However, she did not cry; instead, she forcibly suppressed the surge of emotion and continued to scroll down.

Park Jiyeon.

Xian Enjing.

Li Juli.

The members of Girls' Generation.

As one name after another was entered by her, one page after another was opened by her, and line after line of text was...

From career to emotions, from emotions to life, from life to those fragmented, trivial bits and pieces that made up the decade-plus lives of each person.

By the time she finished reading everything, the Breakfast on the table had already gone completely cold.

The time had even moved from morning to midday.

And she finally covered the phone completely on the tabletop, slumping into her chair, her expression numb.

Discovering the situation, Lin Xiuyuan also asked with concern, "How is it? Have you recovered?"

"No, I feel even worse."

Park Hyomin shook her head, her voice a bit hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing together, "But I have a stranger question now."

"What question?" Lin Xiuyuan asked.

"That is, Xiuyuan, why didn't you tell me this secret before? Was it because others had attachments, and I didn't, so that's why you rejected me?"

Lin Xiuyuan looked at her with some surprise, clearly not expecting the other party to guess this point, but he did not deny the situation either, nodding, "That's about it."

His voice was very calm, as if stating a fact, "You also know how astonishing The Gate is; I really don't dare to bring people over casually. At the very least, there must be some attachments or bonds."

After all, this is not a secret that can be shared at will, nor is it something that can be used to show off or curry favor with others.

It is information sufficient to subvert a person's worldview; it is a double-edged sword. Used well, it can make people trust you; used poorly, it will bring endless trouble.

Regarding this explanation from Lin Xiuyuan, Park Hyomin also felt he was not wrong. She was not the type of person who was unreasonable, so she could understand the other party's concerns and why he was so cautious about this matter.

But understanding is one thing, and she still curiously looked toward the sofa.

Li Juli was sitting there, playing with her phone, her posture as leisurely as if she were watching a play that had nothing to do with her.

"Then what about Juli Unnie?"

Li Juli, over there, heard her own name, put down her phone, turned her head, and answered first with an interesting expression, "Because I'm a flirt, Hyomin."

"Yah! Unnie!" Park Hyomin was truly angered into laughter by Li Juli.

How is it that this Unnie is still like this after so many years?

She speaks without any seriousness, dares to say anything, and doesn't care about her image at all.

After giving the other party a reproachful look, Park Hyomin turned her head back to look at Lin Xiuyuan, only to find that the guy was rubbing his nose, his finger brushing across the bridge of his nose.

His expression was a bit subtle—not guilty, not embarrassed, but more like he had been called out on his true thoughts.

Thus, Park Hyomin was truly speechless. She stared at him for several seconds and finally threw out a line, "Lin Xiuyuan, you are really going a bit too far. What does that make me?"

"Who do you think you are, Hyomin?" Li Juli continued to kick her while she was down.

"Li Juli!!!" Being teased, Park Hyomin finally found the feeling of 2013 again.

Watching the two of them making a scene, Lin Xiuyuan scratched his hair and indicated, "Change the subject, let's change the subject."

Park Hyomin rolled her eyes at him; the roll was big and round, her entire pupil turning upward to reveal a large expanse of white, and when they fell back down, they happened to meet his sheepish face.

However, she did not continue to dwell on this topic because she had more important questions to ask.

This time, she put away her joking expression and became serious, "So, the reason you are willing to tell me this secret this time is because we have experienced life and death together, so you are willing to tell me? Or is it because I sensed something was wrong, and you were forced to tell me?"

As soon as the words fell, a shocked voice came from the side, carrying an aura that could not be ignored.

"What do you mean by experienced life and death? Park Hyomin, you better explain this situation to me clearly."

Turning her head to look, she saw that Li Juli had stood up from the sofa at some point, her gaze fixed tightly on Park Hyomin.

At this moment, her expression was no longer the relaxed, teasing look from before, but a serious and solemn one, even carrying a trace of tension.

The slightly furrowed delicate brows made the aura radiating from her whole person completely different from before.

At the same time, Lin Xiuyuan, who hadn't stopped Park Hyomin in time, also had a face full of headache.

It's over, I'm dead.

And sometimes, things always come one after another, like waves where one hasn't subsided before another rises, giving you no chance to catch your breath.

Just then, as Li Juli had just stood up and squinted toward the two people at the dining table, intending to press them for some answers, the doorbell of the Apartment was suddenly rung by someone.

"Ding-dong... ding-dong..."

The crisp sound of the doorbell exploded in the quiet Living Room, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples one after another.

The sound of the doorbell interrupted Li Juli's questioning, and also interrupted the gazes of Lin Xiuyuan and Park Hyomin; the three people's lines of sight converged at The Gate, and the air seemed to solidify at this moment.

Then, an incomparably familiar voice came in from outside the door, "Unnie, it's me, open the door."

It was Park Hyomin!!!