When Kim Jae-joong arrived at the agreed place, Song Hee-won had been waiting on the side of the road for a while.

He drove the car, slowly approaching, and looked at her carefully.

Today she wore a beige sweatshirt, a black puffer jacket, jeans, sneakers, and a pile of rice paper in her arms.

Tied with a double ponytail, carrying a backpack, no makeup, and a pure and lovely look is very different from last night.

Before and after makeup, although they are still as beautiful, their temperament has changed a lot.

Song Hee-won was originally expressionless and a little bored waiting, but the moment he saw Kim Jae-joong, he immediately showed an incomparably bright smile.

Looking at her like this, his mood immediately improved.

"Brother!" although she was a little swollen, she pulled the car door and got into the car very dexterously.

"Is it cold outside?" Kim Jae-joong noticed that the tip of her nose and ears were a little red.

In Seoul in December, of course, it can be cold outside.

However, Song Xiyuan shook his head: "I wore a lot, and I also pasted a warm baby." ”

Kim Jae-joong reached out and turned up the heat.

While starting the car, he glanced at her again and said with a smile: "I look like a junior high school student today." ”

This sentence made Song Xiyuan stiffen again.

The issue of age can't be hidden for too long if you want to.

As long as he checks it on the Internet, he will know it immediately, so she should confess it herself......

"Brother......," she said cautiously, "I have something to confess. ”

"Oh?" Kim Jae-joong held the steering wheel, "Why did you have something to confess on the first day of dating?"

"My ...... In fact, it's 92," Song Xiyuan tugged at the corner of his clothes, not daring to look up, "I deceived my brother yesterday, I'm sorry." ”

"'92?" Kim Jae-joong looked at her in surprise.

"I'm 17 years old this year," Song Hee-won lowered his head and continued, "However, there is only a two-year difference of two years, and I heard that in my brother's company, there is a 94-year-old child who is a trainee and is preparing to make his debut, so 17-year-old is not very young, right...... Nor is there much ...... younger than my brother."

Kim Jae-joong was amused by her: "I don't think you're young, but you, do you think I'm old?"

Song Xiyuan raised his head and shook his head at him: "No!"

23 years old, what an old man.

"Since you're only 17 years old," Kim Jae-joong then asked, "how did you get into the club yesterday?"

"My friends are all adults, my ......" Song Xiyuan lowered his head again, "I have documents." ”

"Ah, so, you take □□ to the club?"

“…… Well. ”

"You're a big guts!"

Sure enough, I still can't escape this topic.

Song Xiyuan lowered his head and accepted the education honestly.

"Who were the people who went to the club with you yesterday?" asked Kim Jae-joong again.

"I met in a calligraphy class. ”

"Did you come out early, so you had a treat?"

"Yes......" Song Xiyuan glanced at him, "but how do you know?"

"I heard you on the phone yesterday when you were talking to them. ”

In fact, they are quite similar to this, yesterday he left early and settled the bill, but this child, alone in South Korea, has no announcement itinerary now.

So he then asked, "Is it enough for living expenses?"

Song Xiyuan was stunned for a moment, and laughed after understanding what he meant.

"Enough ......" was warm and funny, and the topic jumped here.

"What are you laughing at......" Kim Jae-joong glanced at her, "Can you still ask your parents for reimbursement when you go to the club to play?" ”

"It's not like that," Song Xiyuan said with a smile, "I also have some savings." ”

The blessing of dragging his parents, he has lived a very prosperous life since he was a child.

Alone in South Korea, even if she doesn't have a job, the pocket money sent every month can make her live a good life.

She doesn't spend much money either.

The cost of going to the club was indeed not planned, but it will never end up in the miserable situation of eating instant noodles every day.

However, he was able to think of this, which surprised her a little and was very warm.

This person really cares about her.

"So," Kim Jae-joong turned the subject back to "do you want to go to the club again in the future?"

Song Xiyuan shook his head, extremely sincere: "Absolutely not going again." ”

Kim Jae-joong glanced at her and curled the corners of his mouth.

He didn't want to discipline her.

Although he said that after knowing that her parents were not around and that she was underage, he involuntarily moved his identity in the direction of the guardian.

But this kid lives alone in Seoul after all.

There may be a lot of depressing.

What she needs, not accusations.

So Kim Jae-joong asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Eliminating a lie, Song Xiyuan's heart was relaxed and happy: "I want to eat something delicious!"

"Okay," Kim Jae-joong said with a smile, "Let's go eat meat, underage, you still have to grow your body." ”

Song Xiyuan didn't like this statement very much, she muttered in a low voice: "Brother, don't treat me as a child, my mental age is very mature." ”

"Yes, but you don't have a mental age to eat. ”

"......" Song Xiyuan couldn't find the words to refute for a while.

Kim Jae-joong smiled, "How's the steak?"

"Okay!" The little depression was thrown out of the clouds in an instant, and this response was full of happiness.

Lovely...... Kim Jae-joong glanced at her, and the smile kept on his face.

So, is that what it feels like to have a little girlfriend?

In the small private room of the steakhouse, Kim Jae-joong opened up the words she had written that afternoon.

Although it is a practice work, each one is also written very well, and the paper is neat and clean.

Kim Jae-joong pointed to a poem and asked her, "What is written on this?"

"This is a Tang poem called 'Mother's Yin,'" Song Xiyuan explained to him, "a poem about mother's love." ”

Kim Jae-joong sighed: "Do you know all the Chinese above?"

Song Xiyuan shook his head: "I only know one thing, although I have taken Chinese class, but Chinese is really difficult, and there are really a lot of Chinese characters......"

Kim Jae-joong laughed: "You just learn this, don't you go to school?"

"School," Song Xiyuan held his chin, "The company seems to want me to go to school, so I will probably go to school in March next year." ”

Kim Jae-joong glanced at her expression and asked with a smile, "Why don't you want to go to school? ”

"I just...... It's a little unaccustomed," Song Xiyuan said to him slowly, "because my parents never forced me to learn those things in school." I've wanted to be an actor since I was a kid, so they let me learn acting, piano, dancing, and many other things. At first, it was just to have a better temperament and posture, but later, there were things that I was interested in. So, I think if you are interested in something, such as calligraphy and Chinese, it is good to go to a cram school or find a teacher to learn it. It doesn't seem necessary to stay in school and study just to prepare for exams. ”

It's not that she doesn't like to study, she just doesn't want to waste her time on things she doesn't want to learn.

"Hmm......" Kim Jae-joong looked at her words, then at her, and laughed, "Uncle and aunt's point of view is very special...... Indeed, it is not necessary to get that diploma. ”

Song Xiyuan grimaced at him: "However, the company wants me to get a diploma." The agent's brother said that if an actress has a beautiful diploma, the national impression will be improved a lot. ”

"That's true. Kim Jae-joong said with a smile.

"So......" Song Xiyuan said helplessly, "I will still go to school." ”

"If you're tired, go to art high school, and a lot of idols have been choosing that one lately. ”

"I'm still thinking about it," said he was considering, but Song Xiyuan was actually not very interested, "If you are in art high school, there are many things you have already learned. ”

"Do you prefer a challenge?" asked Kim Jae-joong.

"Of course!" Song Hee-won winked at him.

For her, instead of learning what she has learned to pass the time, it is better to learn what she is not interested in, even if she is not interested, at least it is new knowledge.

Kim Jae-joong continued to flip the rice paper.

Below, there are several written TVXQ, as well as his name, although it is also in Chinese, but these, he can still understand.

"This ......," he said, referring to the sheets of paper.

"It's not very written, right?" Song Xiyuan covered his face.

"Very well, I think," Kim Jae-joong laughed, "give it to me?"

"Alas, don't you......" Song Xiyuan wanted to pull the rice paper back, "If you want, next time I buy beautiful paper, and then write it to you seriously, right?"

"Give me this too," Kim Jae-joong pressed the rice paper, "next time, buy beautiful paper and write it to me seriously." ”

Song Xiyuan burst out laughing and let go: "Okay." ”

Kim Jae-joong folded the rice paper, saw the poem just now, and asked, "Do you miss your mother?"

"Yes......" Song Xiyuan replied, looked at him, and laughed again, "But now I have a brother to you." ”

I won't be so dependent anymore and miss my mother.

Kim Jae-joong raised his hand and touched her head with a smile.