"That's it...... Is it here?"

Each of them was wearing a black suit, and the deep tone seemed to add a touch of rigid and serious cold color to this spring day.

In the silence of the wordless, the two men passed one after the other with the people who had stopped in different positions and looked surprisingly similar on their faces.

Everyone was quiet.

Or to put it another way, here, no one speaks loudly, as if afraid of disturbing something.

It wasn't until he slowly walked up the hardwood staircase in the columbarium to the second floor, which had been some years old, and was led by Han Yu to a more remote corner, before an urn storage cupboard, that Father Jin couldn't help but ask softly.

His voice was also very low, and his light tone made people sound like he was talking to himself at first glance.

But after a while, Father Jin took a long and deep breath, raised his head, and his somewhat fat middle-aged face was filled with a little indescribable solemnity, and again, he whispered to Han Yu, who looked back at him quietly, in a confirmed manner:

"That's it...... Is it here?"

It's weird.

Obviously, both of them had stopped, but he was unwilling to turn his head and look at the surrounding glass windows first, but stubbornly chose to look at Han Yu in front of him.

It was as if only Han Yu would believe some of the facts that appeared in front of him if he spoke first to affirm something.

However, he didn't wait for the answer that Father Jin was expecting.

After exchanging glances with his so-called biological father very calmly for a few seconds, Han Yu's two thin lips slightly pursed a straight line.

Without saying a word, he turned his head to face the urn storage cabinet in the deepest corner, which was directly in front of the two of them, on the second floor of the columbarium.

From a distance, but through the cleanly wiped glass window, you can clearly see a picture frame in the middle of the storage cabinet.

On the framed photo, there is a dignified and demure woman, facing the camera, the shallow smile on the corner of her lips is like a warm sun in winter.

Han Yu stepped forward quietly, clasped his hands in front of him, and stared at the photo frame in the window without saying a word.

After a long time, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was meaningful and indescribable, and as soon as he lowered his head, he pasted the bouquet he had bought before he came in his hand on the glass window.

The frame was bought earlier, and the photo in the frame was obtained from Park Ji-eun.

He knew that his performance would make Father Jin a little embarrassed, even embarrassed.

But knowing so, he did it anyway.

Sometimes I just don't want to speak, on the way here, even more so after walking into the columbarium he specially selected for Han Yishi.

If you don't want to say it, then don't say it.

His idea was simple.

And to be honest, he doesn't know what kind of appearance he should pose to Father Jin in this situation at present.

Since embarrassment is inevitable, there is no need to do superficial work.

It's too troublesome, and the two of them will be very uncomfortable.

Although it is a bit strange to say this, with the relationship between them, there is really no need for the kind of hypocritical politeness similar to that between strangers.

Han Yu ignored himself, and these actions of no one around him did not anger Father Jin in the end.

He didn't even show any of the kind of anger that parents should have when they were offended by their own children.

He just opened his mouth and stood behind, silently watching Han Yu raise his hand and caress it on the glass window, but he didn't look like he was speaking.

After a while, he didn't get an answer, he quietly moved his steps, and looked at the urn storage cabinet in front of Han Yu slightly cautiously from a diagonal angle.

In the faint sunlight shining in from the window, his middle-aged figure, which seemed to be more and more short and fat, seemed to be in stark contrast to the tall and slender back in front of him.

It's just that this picture looks like it has a strange sense of harmony.

Nearly 30 generations of young people, and middle-aged people who are almost 60 years old.

Two generations of men stood one after the other, and their eyes on each other finally converged on the graceful and moving figure in the window.

The emotions that were silently condensed in the depths of their eyes may not be the same, but they are all extremely intense, almost obsessive.

Unconsciously, even if he was just looking at her who was deeply engraved in his mind from a distance or close, the eyes behind the glasses on Father Jin's face seemed to be faintly red.

He gritted his teeth, lowered his head, clenched his hands, and finally said in a low voice, "...... Can you let me see her?"

"No, I can't. ”

Han Yu's answer was succinct and resolute.

"Why?"

After taking a few deep breaths repeatedly, as if calming down the churning mood in his heart, Father Jin raised his face again to look at Han Yu's back, and still didn't see any anger in his expression, but instead said in a very sincere tone: "At least before you, my mother's ashes were also kept by me for so many years." Right now...... Can't I just get a closer look at her?"

Han Yu looked back at him again and asked, "Even if you let you look at her again, what's the point?"

The thick eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

Father Jin stared at those calm and waveless black eyes for a long time, but still pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "You look like this, just like a child in the rebellious period." ”

"That's not bad either. ”

Glancing at Father Jin absently, Han Yu turned around and walked to the window on the side, looking through the glass and looking at the scene outside.

Under a large old tree with a dense canopy, a petite figure that was not conspicuous in the crowd was sitting honestly on a stone bench, and the small silhouettes of the sunlight through the branches and leaves fell on her, making her appearance look more quiet and well-behaved.

may have thought that it would be the current situation, and he and Kim's father had the same opinion in advance, and they both wanted to keep Kim Taeyeon outside the columbarium.

The girl strangely did not raise any objections, and obediently obeyed their arrangement.

Until now, Han Yu hadn't figured out what the reason for her to follow the two of her over since she couldn't help her Abba.

Could it be just to prevent some irreconcilable contradictions from erupting between him and Father Kim?

Maybe it's because of this.

It's just that with the personalities of him and Father Jin, although it is impossible for there really be any huge quarrels, looking at the current situation of the two of them, can the outcome of the matter be much better?

"Do you hate me?"

Behind him, Father Jin's soft voice sounded.

He didn't look back, just shook his head and said, "It's not good." It doesn't matter if it's a kid or ...... My mother's thing. I can't tell if I have a so-called resentment towards anyone in my heart. ”

"Won't you even give me a chance to explain?" Father Kim's tone still sounded very low, and if you listened carefully, there seemed to be a hint of bitterness in that tone.

Unconsciously raised his hand and scratched the corners of his forehead, Han Yu still had an indifferent tone without any emotional fluctuations, he looked at Kim Taeyeon who was waiting for the two of them under the big tree below, and said, "You seem to have been acting like an innocent person all along." Of course, in fact, you didn't really do anything, you just made one choice after another. I can't tell if I hate you or not, but with the situation between us, do you think there's anything else to explain?"

Father Jin fell silent when he heard this, and after a while, he spoke again: "Of course there is." ”

"Huh?" Han Yu looked as usual, "What?"

"You're not an illegitimate child, and your doll and I don't have an indecent relationship. ”

Suddenly!

The deep eyes, which were originally as indifferent as water, seemed to silently set off a wave in the light.

Han Yu's figure stood still imperceptibly for a few seconds, and then, he turned to look at Father Jin, who was looking at him with complex and soft eyes.

The eyes were stunned and indescribable.

"I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but I couldn't find any good time, only me and your aunt know about this matter, and the others, even Ji-woong and Taeyeon, ......"

"Alright. ”

Raising his hand, he directly interrupted Father Jin's words, Han Yu's face was tense, his eyes were hidden and sharp staring at Father Jin who was gradually getting a strange emotion on his face, and the other palm on his side was clenched tightly at an angle that no one could observe.

"I just want to know...... What do you mean by that? I'm not...... Bastard, so what am I to the family? You and my mother are not in an inappropriate relationship, so ...... What is the relationship between the two of you?huh?!"

At the end of these words, Han Yu's tone obviously carried a little bit of a sharp question.

Under the impact of his mind, the performance of a little out of control of his emotions for a while was all taken into the eyes of Father Jin.

He hung his head and was silent for a while, and when the anxiety and restlessness between Han Yu's eyebrows were about to accumulate to a certain extent, he closed his eyes and sighed, and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Although I don't know what kind of image I really have in your mind. But...... Zhiyu, no matter how unbearable I am, but what about your doll mother? You doll mother is definitely not such a woman who will destroy other people's families. In your heart, you can't and shouldn't think of her like that, that's absolutely fine. ”

All of a sudden, Han Yu was stunned.

Father Jin's words were like waking him up from a new angle.

In the past, due to some thoughts that had long been ingrained in his mind, he once ignored some issues, and it was not until today, when Father Jin mentioned it, that he suddenly thought of it......

The corner of his eye subconsciously aimed at the photo in the glass window next to him, looking at the gentle smile that seemed a little hazy in the refraction of the light on the glass.

Han Yu's mood surged inexplicably for a while.

Yes, that's right.

Because of Father Jin's words, he couldn't help but think of a question until today-

The woman who she has never been in contact with, but who has always seemed to be so perfect in her impression, will she really do that kind of thing that interferes in other people's feelings?