69novels Chapter 68 Auspicious Marriage Fortune
Chapter 68 Auspicious Marriage Fortune
Although Lin Yoona had only met Chen Ran a few times and wasn't very familiar with him, she immediately guessed who the man in the photo was.
Who else could be the man Kim Tae-yeon would choose as her phone wallpaper but Chen Ran?
As Jessica watched Kim Tae-yeon's phone screen go dark, her anger subsided.
She paused for a few seconds, then turned her gaze to Lim Yoona.
"Yoona, how was Kim Tae-yeon's mood after I left her house last time?"
Yoona frowned and said, "Taeyeon unnie cried for a while that day. I've been video calling her these past few days. Maybe it's because she vented her emotions a bit, but she's actually been feeling much better these past few days."
"If she keeps using Chen Ran's photo as her screensaver, how good do you think she can be?"
Yoona frowned slightly, starting to worry.
She hadn't noticed before that Kim Tae-yeon's screensaver was Chen Ran.
But these kinds of things are hard to persuade someone of.
Jessica glanced at Kim Tae-yeon's phone, which was lying there, and frowned.
Kim Tae-yeon really likes Chen Ran that much.
Now that Chen Ran, who lived for 25 years, is dead, she will probably never be able to get over it.
Suddenly, an idea popped into her head.
Jessica pursed her lips and glanced at her phone beside her.
Who would have thought that their mobile phone could now connect them with Chen Ran, whom they had known for 12 years, anytime, anywhere?
She pondered for a moment, but ultimately suppressed the thought.
Just then, a commotion came from the doorway of the private room.
Jessica and Yoona exchanged a glance, then tacitly restored their normal expressions.
Kim Tae-yeon opened the door and came in, then sat down next to Im Yoon-ah.
After waiting for a while, Jessica's "anger" did not come.
Ok?
She glanced at Jessica across from her and began to have doubts.
"That's strange. Wasn't it just acting like it was about to argue with me? Why is it so quiet now?"
Across from her, Jessica noticed her gaze, secretly pursed her lips, but didn't say anything.
Pshaw, I can't be bothered to argue with you, you're acting like a child.
For some reason, she suddenly felt a strange sense of guilt.
Did she steal Kim Tae-yeon's man?
It seems like it does, but it also seems like it doesn't.
What does Chen Ran's 12 years have to do with 25 years?
It was Kim Tae-yeon's own fault for not cherishing Chen Ran's 25 years; she can't blame anyone else.
On the other side, Kim Tae-yeon was puzzled as to why Jessica had suddenly stopped, but she did not take the initiative to provoke her.
She was just responding to Jessica for calling her a child.
The meal ended peacefully.
The two groups parted ways at the restaurant entrance and got into their respective cars.
The Mercedes-Benz drove smoothly on the road.
Inside the car, Yoona, sitting in the passenger seat, turned her gaze from the window to Taeyeon's profile, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke:
"Unnie".
"Um?"
"Someone messaged you while you were in the bathroom. I saw your phone's screen saver."
Kim Tae-yeon was taken aback.
"Unnie..."
Im Yoona wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Kim Tae-yeon.
"I know what you want to say, Yoona, I just need a little more time."
She turned to look at Lim Yoona: "Don't worry, I'm fine. You know I'm actually quite experienced in handling these kinds of things."
At the end, Kim Tae-yeon suddenly smiled.
Looking at her smile, Lim Yoona only felt a heart-wrenching pain.
Jonghyun, Sulli, Kim's father, Chen Ran...
So-called experience is a series of life-and-death separations.
At this moment, she realized that her so-called high emotional intelligence had completely failed, and all her words of comfort were stuck in her throat.
It's hard to say, and hard to swallow.
In the face of life and death, any words seem so pale and powerless.
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Twenty minutes later, Kim Tae-yeon, who had taken Lim Yoon-ah home, returned home alone.
As she stepped into the dark room, her once straight back slumped instantly, and a hint of fatigue appeared in her eyes.
She didn't turn on the light, but dragged her slightly tired steps toward the bedroom.
Kim Tae-yeon sat down on the bed, her eyes fixed on the Han River flowing slowly outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
Across the river, a commercial street glitters with neon lights as bright as day, and the sounds of bustling activity can be faintly heard.
Kim Tae-yeon's empty eyes were slightly illuminated by that neon light, like a faint flame flickering in her eyes.
After a long while, she came to her senses, took out her phone, and turned on the screen.
The screensaver photo captures the moment when the orange glow of the sunset turns the white clouds golden.
Those rays of light, however, could not bring Kim Tae-yeon any warmth through the screen.
Just like the person in the photo, who cannot cross the screen, cross time and space, and return to her side.
Staring blankly at the photo for a long while, Kim Tae-yeon put down her phone, turned around, and reached out to open the first drawer of the bedside table.
By the moonlight, she found the piece of paper in the drawer that she hadn't looked at for a while.
That was a slip of paper.
A fortune slip for marriage, a fortune slip for her and Chen Ran's marriage.
She drew the fortune stick at the largest and most efficacious Chinese temple in Singapore when she was on tour in May.
Because Chen Ran is Chinese, she went there.
She didn't tell anyone about this.
Kim Tae-yeon looked at the paper.
On the pale yellow paper, several lines of text were written vertically in red.
It is written from right to left:
[100 Fortune Sticks | Extremely Auspicious]
May we never be separated, may we be reunited for eternity, may lovers be united, and may we stay together for a hundred years.
Singles seeking love: Your destined partner is ordained by heaven; the red thread of fate has already connected you.
Although Kim Tae-yeon couldn't read Chinese, she still clearly remembered the meaning of those few lines of text.
When the monk at the temple saw the fortune stick in her hand, he looked at her with some surprise, then smiled and interpreted it.
The 100th fortune slip from the Matchmaker God is the top-tier fortune slip in the category of marriage fortune slips, without exception.
That is, the King of Signing.
Whether you are married, single, in a relationship, or have broken up and reconciled, if you draw this fortune stick, you are destined for a happy ending.
Upon hearing what the translator said, Kim Tae-yeon was overjoyed.
She carefully put the signed paper in a small, transparent, sealed plastic bag and then placed it inside her phone case.
After finishing his concert on May 4th, he took a flight back to the peninsula overnight.
After getting off the plane, Kim Tae-yeon took out her phone, opened her contacts, hesitated for a long time, and finally, with the courage given by the fortune teller, dialed Chen Ran's number.
When the call finally connected, it wasn't Chen Ran's warm voice from my memory that came through, but rather news of his death.
In that instant, Kim Tae-yeon's world spun around, and a piercing tinnitus kept drilling into her eardrums.
Only one somewhat absurd thought remained in my mind:
How could that be?
Wasn't it supposed to be a very auspicious sign?
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"Pat-pat" "Pat-pat"
Tears welled up in her eyes, dripping onto the slip of paper in her hand, then slowly sliding down the plastic-sealed bag, soaking her pants.
Kim Tae-yeon's hand holding the signature sheet trembled slightly.
Isn't this a very auspicious sign?
Isn't it the best fortune stick among the most auspicious ones?
Isn't it said that you will definitely achieve enlightenment?
The results of it?
She missed it, missed it forever.
She would never have the chance to see Chen Ran again, or to tell him that she liked him.
The suppressed sobs in the bedroom suddenly turned into a breakdown and a wail.