"Toot"

It was already 11 o'clock, and Sika, who was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, picked up his mobile phone irritably, but was surprised to find that the call was from Jin Zhongming.

"What's the matter? Wood, if you don't make it clear, I'm going to break your leg right now!"

"Come to my balcony!" the familiar voice dropped a sentence and hung up the phone. Sika reluctantly but hurriedly got up and got dressed, and for a moment, she had a vague premonition about what Jin Zhongming was going to say to her.

The summer night breeze blew, and Sika couldn't help but shiver, but fortunately she put her coat over her dress. She looked around and found that Jin Zhongming was sitting in the corner of the balcony looking at her faintly, and a small stool next to it was obviously reserved for herself.

"Da Mao, are you wearing a little less, what should I do if I catch a cold?" Jin Zhongming frowned.

"Don't worry about it, just say it! Sika hugged his shoulders and sat next to Kim Jong-ming.

"That's good. I said, you listen. You can ask where and who, but don't ask why! Okay?" After speaking, Jin Zhongming looked at Sika with a look similar to pleading.

Sika also looked at Jin Zhongming quietly, the two looked at each other for a while, Sika sighed, stretched out his hands and put them on each other's faces, and then said seriously: "Wood, did you misunderstand something? I never meant to persecute you." It's just that I really want to know about it. I've been following your ass for as long as I can remember, and you've always been able to guess the final outcome and pick the right route to take. Seriously Wood, it doesn't matter if you're a genius, a supernatural or a guess. I've never been worried or confused, and I don't need to, because you're my brother, Wood!"

Sika's words gave Kim Jongming a great shock.

all these years. When he stood on the balcony, he still couldn't help but look in the direction to the west. When surfing the Internet, I still pay attention to the news over there, intentionally or unintentionally. In the final analysis, it is not only the role of feelings, but also the bottom of my heart, sometimes I will regard myself as the person named Li Shangbin in my previous life.

But today's words made him completely let go of his burden! He found that he was thinking too much, just keep those things in his heart, and the people and things in front of him are the most important.

Thinking of this, Jin Zhongming smiled and reached out to wrap his hand around Sika's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Maomao, I thought too much. Tell me what you want to know? But I'm not responsible for the wrong words. But anyway, you can rest easy, I won't leave you alone anyway. ”

Sika let out a sigh of relief, and then leaned into Kim Jong-ming's arms, as if he had returned to when he was four years old. She was about to ask some questions about her debut, but suddenly she realized that she didn't need to ask anything. Well, just like now, with his brother Wood by his side, then he doesn't need to worry about anything, he won't leave him alone anyway.

The next morning, Mr. Kim Young-hee got up lazily and was about to go to the bathroom, when he had just come to the living room and yawned, but suddenly he was as stupid as a stone statue. He was surprised to see that on the balcony, his son snuggled up to Mao Mao of the old Zheng family next door, still wearing the same clothes, leaning against the wall of the balcony and falling asleep. Has this kid finally come to his senses?!

"Mr. Kim Young-hee, you are too dirty!" was the comment of his son Kim Jong-myeong.

"So what the hell are you doing?" asked Ms. Kwon Jin-sook curiously.

"Maomao is still worried about her debut, and you know that I have a lot of prestige in her eyes. She pestered me to tell me to give her a prediction of who would make their debut. Jin Zhongming frowned and smeared his bread with yellow peach jam, telling the truth without raising his head.

"Then why do you sleep together?" Kim Young-hee's expression was still very obscene.

"And then we didn't say those things at all, I just reassured her and told her I wasn't going to leave her alone. Then she was relieved, and we talked about the things we had done together when we were young, and the more we talked, the happier we became, and then we fell asleep in a daze. ”

Separated by two walls, Zheng's mother also asked curiously at the dinner table: "Are you falling asleep like this?" Wood told you that he would take care of you, and you were completely relieved?"

Sika was extremely helpless, but he had to explain to his parents patiently: "That's it, it's like going back to when I was a child, and I'm a lot more comfortable all of a sudden." Then we talked a lot about what happened when we were younger, and we fell asleep without knowing what was going on. ”

Father Zheng interjected at this time: "Maomao, you have to understand one thing, we are not against you being together." Actually, that's pretty good. ”

"Ernie and Wood are fine. Ernie confessed to Wood, but Wood told her that he would treat her as a sister for life. Krystal suddenly said something to his father, acting for his sister.

"Ermao, how do you know?" Sika didn't react at all, but asked curiously. "I remember it was just me and Wood in our living room. ”

"I eavesdropped behind the door. Although Sika hadn't broken out yet, Krystal had already realized that she had made a big mistake, she stood up, Nono replied, and after saying that, she ran to the opposite door with a puff of smoke, causing Baker under the table to instinctively run after the little master.

Sika was stunned for a moment, then reacted, got up and chased out.

The two adults flowed information at the door and concluded: "I'm afraid it's really unlikely that these two children will be together." Then they went to work and went home to clean up the house.

At this time, Kim Jong Ming was nibbling on yellow peach sauce bread in the dining room at home, and Krystal was holding his leg under the table, and across the table, Sika was slapping the table violently, and Baker was blocked between the two by Krystal with his legs.

"Ermao, did you come out on your own or did I pull you out?" Sika's tone was as domineering as ever.

"Ernie, I was wrong. Krystal hugged Kim Jong-ming's trouser leg tightly, and his voice was full of tears.

Jin Zhongming put down the bread slices, smeared a thick layer of yellow peach sauce on them, sighed and persuaded Sika: "Forget it, Maomao, what can you do if you pull Ermao out, can you steam her or cook her?" Forget it, let Ermao accompany you." ”

Five minutes later, Kim had managed to eat all the peach sauce with the only slice of bread, but the two sisters were still facing each other. Jin Zhongming wiped his mouth, bent down and picked up Krystal under the table.

"Ernie, I was wrong. Krystal repeated that sentence again, but he didn't dare to look up at the person he was most afraid of, and just buried his face in Kim Jong-ming's arms.

Sika looked speechlessly at Jin Zhongming, who was holding Krystal like a child, and helplessly threw away the newspaper rolled up in his hand, and sat on the sofa sulking.

"Don't you have to practice?" Kim Jongming patted Krystal in his arms and asked Sika curiously.

"Theoretically, classes are only held in the afternoon, and going in the morning during the summer vacation is just voluntary. Krystal interjected suddenly, no longer recognising the scared look she had five seconds earlier.

"Alright, let's go play Yamaguchiyama! Kim Jong-ming gave a constructive suggestion for this summer morning.

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