The next day -

"Boom. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

As Han Yu put the suitcase in his hand on the floor of the room, Mother Zheng, who was standing beside him, nodded, and immediately turned her head with interest to look at the guest room that Han Yu had cleaned up last night.

After a while, she couldn't help but turn her head to Han Yu with some surprise and said, "Yes, it seems that after returning to China for a while, your child has been able to take care of some housework by himself?" I thought that you would be the same as before, just casually cleaning up the garbage or something, and you don't even know how to change the bed cover." ”

As she spoke, Mother Zheng seemed to recall something interesting, pursed her lips and glanced at Han Yu with a smile, and there was a little love and softness on her mature and beautiful face that made Han Yu feel a little unfamiliar.

"Ahem......"

It seems that he is not very suitable for himself to have such an elder who is equivalent to a "puppet mother", facing Zheng's mother's smile with a little teasing gaze, Han Yu's appearance looks quite embarrassed and restrained, after raising his hand and touching his nose, his gaze can't help but move down, landing on the pair of small slippers on Zheng's mother's feet.

There are only a few pairs of slippers in his house, and the small one only bought such a pair, which is the pair of slippers exclusive to Zheng Xiujing......

"Sure enough, it's you who make me feel comfortable here. ”

Not noticing the faint look on Han Yu's face, Zheng's mother sat down on the bed that Han Yu had already made in an elegant manner, and began to bend down slightly to sort out her luggage.

While taking out the things she brought from the open suitcase, she said unsatisfactorily: "I don't know if I haven't returned to China for too long, and it's strange to be a little uncomfortable to come back suddenly." The smell of air freshener at the hotel where I stayed yesterday was so strong that I couldn't sleep well. Or is your kid doing things more like me, as long as the room is clean and tidy, why do you do so much......"

Between words, Zheng's mother casually took out two items from the suitcase and placed them on the bedside table next to her.

Han Yu subconsciously glanced at it, but all of a sudden, his gaze involuntarily stopped.

Those were two picture frames that had been wiped clean.

A photo looks like it should be a family portrait, and on it, Han Yu saw two familiar little faces at a glance.

Zheng Xiujing, as well as Mao Mao and Zheng Xiuyan, these two girls surrounded Zheng's mother and a middle-aged man in the middle with a smile, no accident, it should be Zheng's father.

Of course, on it, Han Yu also swept a face that he was extremely familiar with......

The slender and tall figure stood a little far away from the Zheng family sitting in the middle of the photo, and the appearance of his hands in his pockets faintly revealed a little arrogance in his personality.

However, on that handsome and familiar face, Han Yu still saw a faint but very sincere smile, which was enough for Han Yu to confirm some remaining doubts in his heart.

As for the other photo, that is the reason why Han Yu's gaze really stopped.

Compared with the family photo, there are only two figures in this photo, and the picture seems to be a little colder.

Two figures, one sitting slightly lazily on a European-style bench, while the other standing erect behind the bench.

Both of them were rather uncharacteristically dressed in black, a black dress and a black suit, but they looked unexpectedly coordinated.

The elegant smile on the mature and beautiful face and the light smile on the handsome face behind her were intertwined, even if it was a cold color all over the screen, there seemed to be a faint warmth surging around the two of them......

Just looking at this photo of himself and Zheng's mother with such a daze, Han Yu had an indescribable sense of complexity in his heart.

On the one hand, this photo of the two people alone seems to have further proved to Han Yu the close relationship between himself and Zheng's mother in the past, and on the other hand, looking at the handsome face on the photo with a light smile and looking at the camera, Han Yu felt very weird.

Because he knew that the slender figure standing behind Zheng's mother in the photo was in a sense...... Not him at all.

At least, it wasn't him then.

At that time, he was still a man called Leo, or Kim Ji-woo or Lim Yoon-woo.

It was once said that "every person's name is his/her face." The more names a person has, the more faces seem to be, and the number of identities will also increase.

The consequences of this often mean that the person has accumulated too many secrets that no one knows.

And secrets, in general, are accompanied by human curiosity.

Myself, curiosity about "myself".

This kind of thing was something Han Yu had never thought of before.

But now, something that sounds ridiculous has really happened to him.

So I have to say that at this moment, I am looking at "him" as "him", and the feeling in Han Yu's heart is really subtle.

In fact.

The reason why Han Yu agreed to Zheng's mother to move in so easily yesterday was of course not only because he really had no reason to refuse him, an elder who is still a stranger at the moment, but also because of the relationship between Zheng's mother and Lin Yunyu, or Jin Zhiyu.

Although he doesn't know what kind of story he has with the Zheng family, Han Yu is at least clear now, that is, Zheng's mother should be more than just an elder who used to be kind to him.

When a child who has lacked maternal love since childhood meets a mother-like elder who treats him like a son, what kind of strong feelings will be born, Han Yu himself is not very clear.

But what he understands more clearly is that if Mother Zheng was really regarded as a mother-like person by Lin Yunyu, that is, himself, then his past self must have a tolerance for this person almost infinitely.

So from this point of view, Han Yu has no reason to refuse Zheng's mother.

It is he who wants to accept all that Jin Zhiyu has wholeheartedly, and this bond and fate with the Zheng family is naturally what he must accept and bear.

And even if these reasons are removed, as far as Zheng's mother cares about her performance yesterday, Han Yu really can't let herself refuse this elder.

So yesterday, Han Yu agreed to Zheng's mother's request without much hesitation, even if he still felt embarrassed and uncomfortable about Zheng's mother's check-in until now.

For a person who has never lived with his mother since he was a child, whether it was before or now, it is really a bit difficult for Han Yu to live with such an elder of the opposite sex.

……

"What's wrong?"

Noticing Han Yu's gaze that had been staring at a certain place, Zheng's mother, who was packing her luggage, also turned her head to take a look, and then the corners of her lips curled slightly, and there was no embarrassment on her face, while continuing to sort out the things at hand, she directly explained to Han Yu softly: "If you leave home, no matter how long it is, the photos of your family will have to be left on you." I told you this when you were little. ”

“…… Uh-huh, I see. ”

A little embarrassment flashed on his face unconsciously, Han Yu raised his hand again and touched his nose, and the whole person looked unnaturally standing beside Zheng's mother.

Speaking of which, I don't know if it's a common disease of all mothers in the world, in their eyes, their children are always the same as when they were children.

Han Yu was not surprised by Zheng's mother's attitude towards him, but one thing, if he remembered correctly, Lin Yunyu was in his teens when he went to study in the United States, but when it came to Zheng's mother's mouth, he was still a "child", which is really ......

"Oh! I almost forgot about that. ”

Suddenly, Zheng's mother, who was sorting out her luggage, let out a soft snort, and then Han Yu watched as she took out a beautifully packaged long box from the suitcase and handed it to herself.

"What about the birthday gift, you weren't in the United States before, and you didn't answer your mobile phone in the United States, I thought you had something to do, so I left the birthday gift in your house in the United States, but I only found out that you returned to China the day before yesterday, so I took it with me in my luggage when I came over. ”

Let Han Yu hold the long box, Zheng's mother immediately stood up, stretched out her hand to open the lid of the box, took out a well-sewn white shirt from it, propped it up with both hands, and put it on Han Yu's body, while comparing the size, she still whispered as if complaining: "You kid, I used to say that I was busy with work, and I didn't even have time to go home to celebrate my birthday, so I could only sew it according to my memory, and I didn't know if the ones I gave you before fit or not......"

“……”

Hearing Zheng's mother's unhappy words, Han Yu blinked in a daze, and subconsciously looked down at the white shirt that was put on his chest.

On the collar of the shirt, a "J" pattern was carefully embroidered with silk thread.

Suddenly, a question in Han Yu's mind that he almost forgot was solved.

When he was sorting out the clothes that Jin Zhiyu brought back to China, he was very puzzled that he only brought some suits and shirts, and on those shirts, there was a "J" pattern embroidered, and he thought that this was some kind of expensive brand clothes.

As a result, Han Yu only understood today.

Jin Zhiyu is obviously not short of money, since he applied for a change of nationality before, then he should want to live in South Korea permanently, and he doesn't have to think about it to know that he should have a lot of luggage in the United States.

Clothes can be bought again in Korea, but the clothes that Mama Cheng sewed for herself are unique.

That's why Jin Zhiyu brought a bunch of seemingly useless clothes with such a box of convenient luggage.

For Kim Zhiyu, it was obviously an item with a very different meaning.

As a result, Han Yu completely ignored this point, and thought that it was because of the brand that Jin Zhiyu brought back the pile of clothes.

But if you think about it carefully, Han Yu's original idea was also "right".

Zheng's mother's handiwork, for Jin Zhiyu, is not accurate and is really a "brand" that cannot be discarded......

"Huh, what's wrong?"

Raising her eyes to see the inexplicable smile on Han Yu's face looking down at the shirt she had sewn for him, Mother Zheng blinked strangely, continued to gesture at the width of her shoulders in her hand, and asked casually, "Don't you like this style?"

"It's not. ”

Han Yu shook his head when he heard this, then raised his head and smiled lightly and looked at Mother Zheng, who was standing in front of him, and replied softly: "It's just that it's the first time I've received such a gift after losing my memory, so ...... It feels a little weird. ”

As he spoke, the little smile on the corner of Han Yu's mouth was inexplicably a little thicker, and there seemed to be a faint glint of indescribable light in the dark eyes that looked at Mother Zheng.

"Really?"

Hearing Han Yu's answer to herself, Mother Zheng, who was holding the shirt in her hand, blinked slightly, her eyes wandered on Han Yu's face, and then the corners of her lips suddenly turned up imperceptibly, lowered her eyes to carefully observe the size comparison between the shirt in her hand and Han Yu's figure, and said casually: "It's the same...... It seems that you must feel really 'weird', from yesterday to now, I can finally see your child's smile. ”

Suddenly, Han Yu, who was still subconsciously with a faint smile on his face, was slightly stunned, and then he realized something, and hurriedly blinked as if panicking, pursed his lips, turned his head to look at the clock on the wall, and then remembered something, and turned back to Zheng's mother, who was looking at him with an obviously unclear smile in her eyes, and hurriedly said, "That, that, Aunt Zheng, I ......"

“Excuseme??”

“……”

Facing Mother Zheng's face that turned cold all of a sudden and the eyes that stared straight at him, the expression on Han Yu's face stiffened slightly, and after taking a deep breath slightly, he slowed down his speech and continued: "That...... You should be able to take care of the rest yourself, right? I'm going to Yangzhou to shoot now. ”

After saying that, Han Yu didn't even look at Zheng's mother, quickly turned around, and prepared to walk to the first floor to get the things he wanted to bring with him.

As a result, at this moment, a shout from behind him still made Han Yu's footsteps stop abruptly.

"What are you anxious about, kid? Wait a minute. ”

“……”

Pursing his lips again, Han Yu immediately turned his head to look at it with a little helplessness, but this time, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Zheng's mother took out a small black bag from her suitcase, and after zipping it up, she walked over and handed it to Han Yu.

"This ...... This is?"

Han Yu blinked in a daze, and slightly carefully stretched out his hands to take the small black bag handed to him by Zheng's mother, and it was quite heavy when he started it, and he didn't know what it was.

"It's yam juice. ”

After handing the bag to Han Yu, Zheng's mother turned around and walked back to the bed to continue to pack her luggage, and her rather casual-sounding answer also made Han Yu stunned again.

"Mountain, yam juice?"

"Well, yam juice. ”

The expression on Zheng's mother's face didn't seem to have changed, and she didn't turn her head to look at Han Yu, who looked stunned, but she was sorting out her luggage in her hands, and said relatively lightly: "According to your child's character, you should get up early in the morning and prepare to come to the hotel to pick me up, right?" Your mouth is also a little picky, and there are not many materials in the hotel, so I will squeeze some yam juice for you. It's quite fresh, you can drink it on the way, and then go eat something when you get to Yangzhou. ”

“……”

Subconsciously glanced down at the black bag in his hand, a pair of deep black eyes blinked slightly, and then the thin lips were imperceptibly pursed together, Han Yu raised his head and looked at the elegant figure not far in front of him, paused, and said: "That...... Thank you. ”

"What do you say, when did you see me like this?...... Oh! That's right. ”

Suddenly, Mother Zheng, who was folding clothes in her hand, stopped Han Yu, who was about to turn away, and looked at the handsome face at the door that seemed to be a little complicated and puzzled, a pair of clear eyes blinked gently, and her mature and beautiful face quietly swelled with an indescribable love.

"Remember...... Go home early. ”

“……”

For a moment, his breathing seemed to be inadvertently short, and Han Yu looked straight at the gentle smile that was bathed in the sunshine and happily bloomed to himself, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly lowered his head slightly, pursed his lips, and whispered a sentence in his mouth.

“…… Hmmm!"

- (To be continued.) )