After a period of hecticism, the culprit Jin Xiayan, who disturbed the tranquility late at night, was finally caught.

The lights in the living room were turned on, and the sleepy-eyed Daddy Jin and Jin Zhiyong were trying to maintain Yan Sù's expression with muscles twitching, and not far away, classmate Jin Xiayan screamed and was pressed on the sofa, her little buttocks pouted in humiliation, and she was being beaten hard!

"Smack!"

"I made you scribble on your sister's face!"

"Smack!"

"I made you disobedient. ”

"Smack!"

"Do you dare?

"Don't dare, Oma, I don't dare...... Help, Jin Zhiyong save your life......" Xia Yan screamed hard and begged for mercy in an attempt to get magnanimity, but unfortunately Jin's mother beat her too much and couldn't help but go on in a loop.

"Smack!"

"I'll make you ......"

This is probably the end of one's own death.

Even so, when she went back to the bathroom to wash off the ink, Taeyeon who came back still didn't understand her hatred. Although Kim's mother beat comfortably, but after all, the palms and backs of her hands were full of meat, and seeing that Taeyeon took off her slippers and wanted to in the same room, she hurriedly stopped her and persuaded her: "Okay, okay, I have already beaten her, and she knows that she is wrong...... It's just a little ink, you see how clean it is, and your sister hasn't seen you for a long time, and you want to make out for it......"

Taeyeon was incredible: "Is there such an intimacy? she even ...... me" said, Taeyeon's cheeks flushed, and she looked at Yan Sù who seemed to be sitting there, but in fact, she knew that her father and Kim Ji-yong were in a daze, and she was a little ashamed to say it.

Obviously, Jin Xiayan, who has rich experience in fighting, didn't just make ink on her face!

Mother Jin, who understood in a blink of an eye, also had a black line on her head. However, the wisdom of working women always takes care of the whole family first, and it is only after they can talk about it that a bloody case is finally stopped.

Xia Yan, who had to be beaten, cried until she was tired, and the hustle and bustle was gone, but the Jin family still returned to the normal track in the early hours of the morning. Daddy Kim and Kim Ji-yong yawned and went back to the room, and Taeyeon-gu angrily carried the changed clothes back to the bathroom in the bedroom to be washed, and her mother accompanied her.

By the time it was cleaned up, it was already a little more than a little more.

"Alright, done!" hung up the last piece of clothing. Finely pull out the folds. Mother Jin straightened up and subconsciously thumped her waist.

This slight action makes Taeyeon, who has always been a little puffed up and always rude in the process of washing clothes. Suddenly paused.

Mother Kim didn't care so much. Just said, "...... Fortunately, it didn't get much. It should be no problem to take it out to dry it tomorrow when it is dawn...... Well, if you don't want to. Let's buy new clothes......"

As he spoke, he turned around, and his voice stopped abruptly. She saw her daughter sitting on a small bench with her head bowed, not saying a word.

"What's the matter? I'm still angry, alas, Xia Yan is a little naughty, but you and your brother were similar when they were young, and you were a sister...... Alas!"

There are many children in the family, most of the troubles are like this, love can not be as fair as sharing a cake, according to local conditions, there will always be a preference for a certain child, generally speaking, the younger the more preference is received.

But that's also human nature, in people's deep-rooted beliefs, older children always have to let their younger siblings more.

Sighing, Mother Jin didn't say anything more, stroked her daughter's hair twice, and prepared to go back.

The next moment, Taeyeon took her hand.

In the bathroom, a faint mist swirls around, and the foam spilled from the previous washing clothes still reflects a little hazy light. The water droplets slipped down, and in the intermittent ticking sound, Mother Jin turned back in confusion, and finally noticed that something was slightly wrong, squatted down, and looked concerned:

"Taeyeon, is there something wrong?"

Taeyeon shook her head, and after a moment, she raised her pretty face again: "It's nothing...... Oma, will you sleep with me today?"

"Huh...... How old are you......"

"Isn't it good?"

Taeyeon, whose skin is as white as a porcelain doll, is so coquettish that even Mother Jin can't stand it, but after a while, she surrendered, forgot even her previous doubts, and raised her hand to beg for mercy: "Okay, well, sleep with you!

Babbling out, Taeyeon looked at her back, a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, and then the sweet taste gradually diluted, and finally returned to flatness, to the misty confusion in this bathroom.

The fog blurred the eyes, like a dusty memory, and the things that fell into the eyes were a little plausible, such as the imperceptible silver white of the mother's temples, such as the crow's feet that seemed to be carved deeper and deeper at the corners of the mother's eyes, such as the mother's figure that was worn out of shape by life, for example, the memory was obviously very soft, and the rough palm that had just rubbed her hair, but could hear the rustling sound.

There has never been such a clear understanding before, people, indeed, are changing.

At that moment, I remembered the teacher's words again.

The cold feeling seemed to be transmitted along the mist floating around her, and the girl shivered with cold.

My mother used to be very beautiful, but she was so refined by life that she lost her color, just life, there was not so much temptation, not so much harm, firewood, rice, oil and salt every day. Compared with such blandness, the entertainment industry is dangerous like a swamp.

She's about to step inside.

The future is hidden behind the vast white, I can't see it, I can't say clearly, what kind of person will she become in the future?

No answers!

What lingers in my heart is sorrow, guilt, joy, and fear.

It's even more sad......

……

……

When he opened his eyes, even though he had vaguely guessed what was going to happen and was mentally prepared, when a qiē came into view and became real, Ahn Junhyuk did feel stunned and even panicked.

The girl took off her clothes and sat naked in his arms, and the light shone through, and it was as white as ivory.

In Seoul in May, even at night, the weather was not cold, and when he came back late tonight, he even saw someone wearing shorts when he passed by a nearby park. It was such a pleasant season, but the carcass of the girl in her arms seemed to be in the cold winter, shivering.

…… She's scared......

The action of subconsciously wanting to refuse, turned into a feeble raise of his hand, and his thoughts were complex and chaotic in his head, which was almost bursting, and his eyes subconsciously searched around, skimming over the closed door, over the ceiling, and over the messy and falling clothes on the ground a few steps away.

Like a sophisticated thief.

In this short process, she hugged him hard, and I don't know what she was afraid of, her skin trembled and small bumps rolled up, and she spat out fragrant lips, which were close to his ear like that, and repeated in a hypnotic whisper:

“oppa…… I love you......"

Confirm that Jisoo had closed the door when he went out, and Su-jin had to take care of Jing-yeon, and he usually wouldn't come down, Ahn Jun-hyuk, who finally let go of his hanging heart a little, heard the whisper of that voice, and in a trance, it was really like hypnosis for him.

"Yuna, let's say ......"

"Oppa, I love you!"

"Yuna ......"

"I love you!"

"Yuna!"

Ahn Jun-hyuk had to raise his voice, grabbed the girl's shoulders with both hands, and helped her to hold her up, forcing her to look at herself: "...... We said okay, can't ...... here."

She didn't listen to him at all, and hugged his neck hard again, her green lips snorting with a green breath, blocking his mouth.

Ahn Joon-hyuk has never been a person who will sink into desire, he knows that Yoona doesn't want him to speak, but there are some things that can't be done, even if he is sorry for her.

But again...... But it failed......

Even now, the girl's eyelashes were still thickly curled, and her breath trembled as her eyes trembled slightly. In hindsight, the eyelashes that were close at hand that day were like the green grass tips in the forest in the early summer morning, green, stubborn, willful, and a little stupid cutie, always blowing and not bowing their heads.

The only time it will bow its head is when the first rays of sunlight appear in the morning.

The dewdrops that have accumulated overnight contain the morning glow and fall with crystal.

Slid into the corners of his mouth, and a trace of bitterness penetrated the bottom of his mouth in his mouth......

We said okay, this belongs to another woman.

We said okay, there's something we can't do here.

We said okay......

The "rules" that had come and gone with hesitation and indescribable feelings collapsed under that bitterness. For the first time, he found that he was not as principled and unwavering as he thought he was.

In this world, there is one more thing that can make him clean from the inside out!

“oppa…… I love you......"

Her sweet gasp rang in his ears vaguely but clearly, and she hugged hard, not daring to relax a little, perhaps because she knew that if she relaxed, this opportunity would never be again.

"I really love you...... I know there are some things I shouldn't do, and if I do, I'm a bad girl...... But I'm so uncomfortable...... Nothing can be said, nothing can be done...... In front of them, I have to tell myself over and over again, to warn myself, to remember this, to remember that...... I don't even dare to hold your hand if I want to...... But...... But ......"

She grabbed his hand and moved it to the small softness of her chest, tears welling up.

“…… It really hurts here...... It's not made of stone, every time I see you kissing her, you carefully protect her, it's like being cut by a knife...... I know...... I know there are some ideas that I shouldn't have, but I ......."

The girl finally straightened up, her naked body exposed to him, and there was no secret anymore, she just exposed herself like that, crying and sobbing, intermittently, like a child. While wiping his tears, he was confused in logic and said incoherently: "My friend, she has changed, and I don't know anything about it...... Because she was dumped...... Talking about it for two years, I was dumped ......"

Ahn Junhyuk couldn't understand what kind of mood Lin Yun'er was in at this moment, talking about this matter, she only knew that her tears couldn't be stopped, and while saying, the tears flowed uncontrollably, so she wiped them hard:

“oppa…… I'm so scared of ......" (To be continued......)