"I'm back. ”

"Ah, Uncle Yunyu~!"

"Hey, an ancient ......"

As soon as he changed his shoes in the hallway, Han Yu saw a small ball of meat running towards him, and he couldn't help but smile a little lightly on his face, squatting down and hugging Zheng Xianyu who rushed over.

"Hello uncle~"

The fleshy two little hands hugged Han Yu's neck, and Zheng Xianyu rubbed his little head in Han Yu's arms very affectionately.

A gentle smile appeared on his lips, and Han Yu's eyes looked carefully at the little guy in his arms.

Well, it still looks like it's full of vitality, and the little face seems to be more ruddy, it's just ......

The smile on Han Yu's face couldn't help but become a little weird, he raised his hand and gently pinched the fat little face, and couldn't help but deliberately tease with his mouth: "Dafa...... Ah, boy, are you fat again? How do you feel heavier than last time? ”

"No, I've been eating less lately, and my mother says I've lost weight, you see~"

In the face of Han Yu's "slander", Zheng Xianyu immediately twisted his body unconvinced, blinked his dark eyes and brought his little face in front of Han Yu.

"Hehe, you little ghost. By the way, what about your mother?"

"Oh, Mommy ......"

"Oh, are you back?"

At this time, a gentle voice came from the side of the two, Han Yu put down Zheng Xianyu in his arms, and smiled at Father Lin who was standing at the door of the kitchen, "Yes, today's work is over." ”

Today is the 7th, that is, the day of the premiere of "Kill Me, Heal Me", despite this, the crew is still rushing to work, but Han Yu's role ended at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, so he simply came to the Lin family early.

Originally, according to the convention, Han Yu was supposed to watch the premiere with his colleagues in the crew in the evening, but because Han Yu actually ended the scene in the afternoon, plus this was his first work. Combined with Lin's father's strong desire to watch it with his family, the crew was not reluctant.

"Is it already done? Well, let's go in and get some rest, the meal is still so fast. Yuna hasn't come back yet, so you're ......"

"Dad~!Come in and help me!"

Before Father Lin's words were finished, he was directly interrupted by a somewhat high-pitched voice in the middle.

With a look of tears and laughter on his face, Father Lin looked back at the kitchen and smiled gently at Han Yu. He briefly raised his finger and gestured to the room inside, then retied his apron and went back into the kitchen.

Han Yu watched Father Lin walk into the kitchen with some amusement, then turned his head to look at the living room and the room at the other end of the corridor deeper down, lowered his head and patted Zheng Xianyu's little head and asked softly, "Is your homework done?"

"Not yet. And, hmm...... Oh yes, six questions. ”

Blinked, lowered his head and snapped his fingers seriously, and then Jung Hyun Woo raised his head and smiled at Han Yu with a six-six gesture.

"Hmm...... So, let's do it first. I'm done with my uncle and you. ”

"Really?"

"Really. ”

"Well, uncle, I'm going to do my homework. ”

"Good. ”

With a smile on his face, Han Yu's gaze went deep into the corridor, first sweeping the door in the deepest part of the room, and then ...... He looked at a room to the right of the door.

Standing there and staring at it for a while, Han Yu thought for a moment, and walked towards the room.

Walking along the corridor to the end, Han Yu's gaze first wandered on the door in the middle of the deepest part.

On the door was a small black sign with three letters written quite earnestly with an oil-based pen.

“LYN”。

Looking at this playful handwriting, the corners of Han Yu's mouth couldn't help but curl slightly, and then. His gaze turned to the right.

This is a slightly more ordinary door than the rest of the house, but it is also a little unique.

It's ordinary, because it's hardly decorated with anything, nothing but the same little black sign. The old and simple door panel looks a little rustic.

And why it is unique is because the style of this door is different from other doors in the house.

The door of the house has been changed once, which was what Father Lin told him last time.

It's just that...... Only the door to his room remained.

Stretching out his hand, he took the door number that was obviously much worn out compared to the other small sign, and looked at the three letters on it whose handwriting was a little worn out to the point that he couldn't read clearly. Han Yu's heart suddenly felt like a world away.

“LYW”。

Lin Yunyu.

Different from the soothing handwriting that usually takes place when writing seriously, on this sign, the slightly scribbled handwriting seems to really highlight the uninhibited heart of the young man back then......

Putting down the sign, he didn't hesitate much, pushed the door open, and in an instant, a dazzling ray of sunlight fell into his sight.

As far as the eye can see, everything familiar and unfamiliar comes into view.

The furnishings in the room are the same as back then, unexpectedly tidy, the quilts on the bed are neatly stacked, the clean windowsill, the bedside table, sofa, chairs, stools, there is nothing superfluous, all are clean and clean, except for the exception...... There are also bookshelves crammed with books on the walls.

It was as clean as a room that no one had ever lived in, with the exception of the bookshelves stuffed with books, and suddenly, the corners of Han Yu's mouth couldn't help but swell with an inexplicable smile.

He had seen such a setting once before, and such an accident or coincidence that seemed to be like a staggered time and space made him feel an indescribable emotion surging in his heart.

This is the first time Han Yu has come into this room when he returns home, the last time he stayed in the guest room of the Lin family, because although this room has never been touched by Father Lin and will be cleaned regularly, but in the end, it is a room that no one has lived in for many years, and many details are dirty and dirty, and even daily necessities such as quilts may have some bacteria that cannot be removed by daily cleaning.

Therefore, this is the first time that Han Yu has returned to this room for many years, which is another room where he has lived for many years.

His eyes followed the bookshelf, sweeping over the books that were all a little old, Han Yu's face couldn't help but show a little smile again, with his vague memory, the arrangement of this book seemed to be a little wrong, but some were correct, it seems that Father Lin has spent a lot of brains in order to recover.

Suddenly, his gaze seemed to sweep over something, and Han Yu's footsteps stopped.

At the top of the bookshelf, there was a space about the size of a cup, and if memory serves, there should be a ......

couldn't help but turn his head to look at the desk just a few steps away from the bookshelf, Han Yu's eyes suddenly became a little dazed, in his gaze, in front of the empty desk under the sun, there seemed to be a familiar tall back......

'Smack!!'

'I don't want to see you again...... I hate you! I hate you! Listen, I'm going to be the best artist! Prove it to you!'

The slender palms clenched subconsciously, Han Yu's gaze looked at the desk a little distractedly, and in his ears, there seemed to be the sound that seemed to hit his heart straight again, as well as the hoarse cry......

Yuna ......

The expression on Han Yu's face couldn't help but tighten, but soon, his face gradually relaxed.

It's settled, well, I don't have to see that girl's sad look anymore.

As soon as this thought came out, the body that had been tense all of a sudden, subconsciously, finally slowly relaxed, but at the same time as thinking of Yun'er's girl, Han Yu's mind suddenly flashed a beautiful childlike face.

'Yoona...... After what happened to Yuna, didn't you think about explaining it to your family......? Even if you don't like the OPPA at home, you can ...... But at least you shouldn't ...... Shouldn't ......you talk to me? Aren't you a relative......

Close relatives......

Han Yu's face flashed with an inexplicable expression, he stood in place, his face seemed to be a little hesitant, but in the end, he was still firm.

Taking out his mobile phone from his pocket, Han Yu's face was first complicated, and then, a touch of relief appeared in that complicated expression, and he walked outside, dialing a number as he walked.

“…… Zhiyu?"

“……”

"Yes, it's me, I'm ...... I'd like to tell you something......" (To be continued.) )