Park Ji-sub patted Park Ji-yeon, who was asleep, got out of the car, and said goodbye to So Yongchang.

"Slave, I'm home." Park Ji-sub patted Park Ji-yeon's face and said helplessly.

He began to doubt the structure of his sister, and he ate and slept and ate! I don't see any weight gain, my strength is getting bigger and bigger, and I'm developing too early......

After complaining secretly in the bottom of their hearts, the two returned to their empty home, Park Ji-yeon did his homework honestly, and Park Ji-sub began to practice the piano. Zhao Yingxiu's 'absolute sense of tone' he had heard a little in his previous life. Beethoven is said to have had this attribute, and many famous musicians throughout history have had this skill.

And the usefulness of this thing is actually very simple, that is, it can distinguish the sound of anything very accurately. That is, people who have this skill...... Comes with the ultimate in voice recognition. It's no wonder that when he was learning the piano, he found that he could remember the sound of none of the keys perfectly. It turns out that it's not because of the higher memory, it's because of this skill that many people dream of!

After practicing the piano for a while, Lee Eun-joo came on time with Han Eun-jing. Park Ji-sub greeted each other familiarly, and by the way, he took out the manuscript of his "I'm Sorry, I Love You" and stuffed it to Han Eunjing.

"Slave, this is my new work, take a look first."

Lee Eun-joo sat on the sofa sorting out Park Ji-sub's homework, and after seeing Park Ji-sub's actions, he smiled and did not interfere.

"Oh?"

Fifteen-year-old Han Enjing does not have the heart-warming aura of later generations, but looks a little ...... Repression. How to put it, it's like the kind of children who grow up under the pressure of their parents.

"Thank you, Ji-sub." The girl took the soft copy, and a bright smile hung on her face, but there was a kind of frustration in her eyes that could not be dissipated.

Park Ji-sub waved his hand, and a tiger pounced into the girl's arms, rubbing his head against the other party's chest, looking very enjoyable: "Slave, what's wrong?" Is there something you're not happy about? ”

"I probably won't be able to come in the future." Han Enjing glanced at her mother, and then said with a gloomy expression.

"Can't come? Why. Park Ji-sub was stunned, got up from Han Eunjing's arms, and asked suspiciously.

"My mother is moving, and the rent there is too expensive." Han Enjing's tone was full of helplessness.

She was trained by her mother in an elite way since she was a child, and when other children were still playing with mud, the girl began to learn dance, music, and acting. Child star, it sounds like it's pretty awesome, but what Han Enjing paid for it, only she knows.

There are basically no friends of the same age, and the school is only a symbolic place. She didn't even recognize all of her classmates, and Park Ji-sub and Park Ji-yeon ...... It's one of her few friends.

It's just that she can't resist any of this, and her father relies on a seafood restaurant in the countryside to support their mother and son's expenses in Seoul. The family is counting on her to soar to the sky, and the girl has to endure it even if she is tired and tired.

"Where to move?" Park Ji-sub's expression remained unchanged and he looked at the girl with a smile.

Han Enjing's eyebrows are very light, and the other party in the future will also look like this after removing makeup, and it has not changed.

"I don't know, my mother is still looking for a house." Han Enjing pinched the soft noodles with both hands, and returned in a low voice.

"Hey, I thought it was a big deal." Park Ji-sub pinched Han Eunjing's hands, leaned into the girl's ear and whispered, "It's a month in short, three months in the longest, I'll go to you." ”

Then, without waiting for Han Eunjing to reply, Park Ji-sub respectfully ran to Lee Eun-joo and accepted a compliment in the other party's relieved smile.

The girl looked at Park Ji-sub a little stupidly, and that baby face always had a warm smile on it. Every time they met, he looked confident, as if nothing in the world could make him trouble.

"Little brat!"

Han Enjing muttered with a smile, and then got up and went upstairs. When Park Ji-sub was studying piano, he was very taboo about having others present.

Piano learning time is always fast, and around half past five in the afternoon, Park Fan-yeol and Park Ji-sub's cheap old mother went home. After hesitating for a moment, Lee Eun-joo said that she wanted to terminate the course.

Because it is an economic problem, Park Fanyeol is also very difficult. Although Park Ji-sub seems to have made some money recently, there is nothing left over to buy a piano, buy a computer, and sign up for those training classes for the two little guys.

So after some discussion, it was decided to postpone it for another month, that is, to finish the teaching in October. Let Park Fanyeol have a buffer period to find a new piano teacher.

In fact, Lee Eun-joo is also very helpless, a writer like Park Ji-sub, who has cultivated a good relationship now, will be a big network in the future. But there is no money, and this is the most critical place.

Park Ji-yeon won't come after learning that Han Eun-jeong won't come, so the little girl won't do it. Although I don't dare to bother my father, don't I have a younger brother......

"I'm very unhappy that Eun Jung Oni won't come in the future, Ji-sub, what do you say?" Park Ji-yeon's head rested on Park Ji-sub's shoulder and said with a pouting of resentment.

"Look at it!" Park Ji-sub stared at the computer screen, his hands tapping quickly on the keyboard.

"Ah, you can figure it out for me." Park Ji-yeon brutally pressed Park Ji-sub to the ground, pinching each other's little faces with both hands and pulling them left and right.

"Stop, I can't ...... Spoken. ”

complained again in his heart about the fact that he was weak, Park Ji-sub pinched Park Ji-yeon's hands with his backhand: "Slave, is this good, I will let Eun Jing Nuna live with us in the future." ”

Park Ji-yeon was stunned, and then the back of her head shook quickly: "It's not good, don't." ”

"Don't you like Enjingnu very much?" Park Ji-sub motioned for Park Ji-yeon to get off of him, sat cross-legged and asked suspiciously.

"Because you like it too."

Park Ji-yeon looked at Park Ji-sub with burning eyes and said sullenly.

Park Ji-sub was dumbfounded, what kind of logic is this. He touched his head, and then looked at Park Ji-yeon, who was kneeling, and a strange thought suddenly appeared in his mind: "Slave, are you afraid that I will be snatched away by Eun Jing Nuna?" ”

Although this idea is very unreliable, according to Park Ji-yeon's possessiveness, it seems that it is really not good.

"I don't like to see you close to her, you're obviously my brother." Park Ji-yeon didn't know what it meant to cover up, and the little girl said as a matter of course: "Moreover, you always lean on her." ”

"Enjing slave is a relative, slave! We're all good relatives, and it's an act of intimacy, so you shouldn't be so narrow-minded. Park Ji-sub straightened his waist and said righteously.

"I don't care, there can only be two of us in this room anyway, and I'm not happy if there is one more." The little girl who couldn't find a reason to refute her eyes widened, looked at Park Ji-sub viciously and said.