Fanwai "The Story of the Past" (10,000 words plus 1/2)

February 2, 2016.

The quail-faced girl stood in front of the square arch of the villa and made contact with the hostess of the villa through the video doorbell.

"Who are you looking for?"

A lazy but oppressive voice.

The girl, who has not yet reached the age of 16, subconsciously evades: "Uh...... That ......"

On the other end of the doorbell, a rough conclusion was drawn from her dress: "Looking for Wen Yingheng, right?" ”

"No......" The girl hugged the gift box, pursed her lips and changed her words, "Yes." ”

"Then you come in first."

The square arch opens to reveal an elegant path leading to the villa.

This is a low-key and rich lifestyle villa.

Feeling the wealth of the Wen family's economic strength, the girl suddenly lost confidence in the things in the gift box.

Walking to the door of the villa, a tall and strong middle-aged man opened the door before she knocked on the door, and made a silent gesture to her.

Yoo Jimin nodded knowingly, followed behind the man, and walked directly to the second floor of the villa.

Looking down the stairs down the hall, a woman standing next to the visual access curfew was dressed in a formal attire, seemingly chatting with the guests on the couch about something important.

Among them was a man, white and chubby, who was particularly conspicuous.

When he came to the second floor, the middle-aged man who led the way breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really unfortunate that you came, Madame is in a meeting, and I can't receive you in person." ”

"In person?"

"Madame is very concerned about Yingheng's interpersonal relationships, you are the first to visit the house," the middle-aged man led her to a lounge: "His friend, you can sit here for a while." ”

This lounge looks like it is more than 60 square meters, and in a row of cabinets on the right hand side of the door, there are all kinds of honorary certificates that can be understood and not understood.

The white and delicate face was full of curiosity.

The middle-aged man explained with a smile: "This is the certificate and certificate that Yingheng has obtained since childhood...... If you want to introduce it, it will probably take a long time. ”

"It's okay...... Hey, I have translation software. ”

Unexpectedly, the girl's curiosity had reached this point, and the middle-aged man's face was a little genuine, so he stepped forward and handed the girl his contact information.

"Although it is a little abrupt, I still hope that you can accept my number, after all, you are the first guest to visit Wen Yingheng at home. You can call me Jin Shuhai, the housekeeper here. ”

After only a few tenths of a second of hesitation, the girl took the card and solemnly put it in the shoulder bag she carried with her.

"Hello Uncle Jin, you can just call me Xiaoyanagi."

Koyanagi ...... Such a title can quickly shorten the distance between the two.

Thinking of this, Jin Shuhai's tone was even gentler: "Actually, it's okay to call me by my name directly, but if it's Uncle Jin, it will make me feel more cordial." ”

Because Wen Yingheng will also call him Uncle Kim.

He is the one who communicates with Wen Yingheng the most in this family.

"Okay! Then I'll call you Uncle Kim from now on! ”

Koyanagi, who was originally restrained, finally relaxed a little because of such a gentle-looking Uncle Jin.

"Well, you can put the gift here first, and if you are not in a hurry to go home, you can have dinner here and then go back." Jin Shuhai took the gift from Yoo Jimin's arms and placed it on the side of those honorary certificates with care.

It seems to have ulterior motives.

"Gifts, be sure to give them to him personally, so I'll wait for him to come back." The girl sat on the sofa at the signal of Jin Shuhai.

"Understood, you can play here for a while, how long will he be back, you should know better than me?"

It's obviously a question sentence, but the tone is quite firm.

Jin Shuhai retreated to the door of the lounge with a smile: "I'll go to the first floor to help receive guests, if you need help, you can send me a message directly." ”

At the moment when he was about to walk out of the door, Jin Shuhai seemed to remember something again, and added: "By the way, next door is his bedroom, but it's locked, and we can't get in." ”

Locked...... The girl's mood, which had gradually relaxed, was a little heavier again.

"If someone with the code had entered his bedroom, I don't think he would have minded."

Someone who knows the password...... Does Jin Shuhai refer to himself?

Liu Zhimin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, first paced around the lounge a few times, looked at these honorary certificates one by one, and then walked out of the door of the lounge.

The little head poked out, and after making sure that there was no one else on the second floor, he was relieved and came to the room with the combination lock.

Password...... Who knows his password?

In the mood to give it a try, the girl entered Wen Yingheng's birthday, 990202, and unsurprisingly, the door lock vibrated and the code was wrong.

Also, that guy, how could he possibly set his birthday as a room password.

That's too easy to guess.

But Wen Yingheng never looked like a fortified person in front of her. Yoo Jimin didn't think at all that he would be the kind of boy who was sensitive enough to lock his bedroom.

So...... Passwords may not be difficult, but what is it?

In the mood to give it a try, the girl entered her birthday - 000411, the door lock first shook like before, and the girl spread her hands helplessly: "Then there is no way?" Looks like I'm not the one who knows the password......"

"Drip."

Unexpectedly, a short, powerful electronic sound came from the door lock, and the girl's heart seemed to stop.

With a trembling right hand, he twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open with ease.

What followed was a rapidly crimson face and a pounding heart.

"What the hell is going on with this guy?"

The mouth complained, the frowning eyebrows caused the nose to shrink, but the mouth was high, and the reproachful words were spoken in a relaxed tone.

Closing the door casually, the girl generously observed this unknown little world.

The whole bedroom is about 50 square meters, and if it is placed in Seoul, it can be completely used as an independent high-end apartment.

Upon entering, there is a separate cloakroom and bathroom.

Gently pushing open the door of the cloakroom, I saw a few familiar winter coats, and then those that were out of season.

It always looks like a guy with a cold face and a very unsociable personality, and it's unexpectedly stinky and beautiful.

MLB baseball jackets alone come in different styles such as white-green, linen gray, and black......

Rubbing her fingers over these coats with different textures, the girl couldn't help but imagine him wearing shoes and clothes.

It should be pretty handsome...... It's strange, sometimes, when I see that guy, I get angry.

At first glance, it looks like a loser? You can't let him spend so much money in the future......

Huh? He is undefeated, what does it have to do with her?

The girl was amused by the sudden thought of herself, and soon her attention was drawn to the jersey that took up an entire wardrobe.

Listening to Wen Yingheng talk about basketball for more than a month, the girl is quite familiar with these teams.

No. 8 and No. 24 for the Los Angeles Lakers, No. 7 and No. 17 for the New York Knicks, No. 1 for the Bulls......

It's really a big carrot, and I can't count the stars I like.

"Training is coming to an end, are you at my house?"

The sudden sound of the mobile phone made the girl startled, and the excitement that had sneaked into him seemed to have been amplified a little.

Thinking about how to reply, the girl repeatedly used the virtual keyboard to organize the language, and finally decided to tell the truth without twisting and turning: "Not only to your house, but even in your room." ”

After about two minutes, there was still no new message on the phone...... Is he angry?

Feeling the pain from her gums squeezing her lips, the girl let go of her pursed mouth and pondered the words of explanation.

But how to explain it? It was indeed he who broke into his room without his consent.

“……”

The sudden reply with a string of ellipses made her already not very good mood worse.

It was just the next piece of news that made Koyanagi snort uncontrollably.

"Oh, remember to water the flowers on my windowsill and forget it when you go out."

This...... Did you acquiesce to her? This tone doesn't seem to be at all unexpected.

Leaning against the corner, Yoo Jimin, who was slowly sliding on the ground, rubbed his hair and thought about his next plan.

"Can you take a look at your cloakroom first?"

"I think you're already in there...... Except for the third compartment of the second cabinet, you really don't fit to look, the rest is arbitrary. ”

The girl instantly understood the subtext of the language, and immediately replied: "Don't worry! I'm not that borderless guy! ”

"Really? It remains to be examined for a long time. ”

What else is a long-term investigation...... How long is it going to be?

Poked his avatar in disgust, and the girl replied, "Where are the clothes you said you were going to give me?" ”

On the screen, it shows that the other party is typing, but they haven't waited for a reply for a long time.

It wasn't until nearly a minute later that the boy replied, "In the cabinet on the left, that light blue sweatshirt, don't take the wrong size." ”

"By the way, the shower is in the bathroom locker, so you can find it yourself. I continued to train. ”

"And, absolutely, don't, touch my desk."

The last message, which only briefly appeared on the chat interface for a second, was quickly retracted.

The girl easily turned off the screen of her mobile phone, and slowly opened the wardrobe on the left hand side according to Wen Yingheng's words, and what she saw was indeed two light blue sweatshirts, one large and one small.

One is M and one is XL.

The big one, it shouldn't be left for him to wear, right? Liu Zhimin was very satisfied with his reasoning, so he took off the big sweatshirt very easily.

Somewhat oversized, but equally fitted.

The small dress just fits her figure.

Reluctantly, he hung up the large sweatshirt back, and when he left the cloakroom, the collar of the white puffer jacket was bent a little because of the extra weight.

Yoo Jimin tidied up the hat of his sweatshirt and came to the balcony to water the flowers, and he looked like he was slow and methodical, and he really felt a little relaxed in his own home.

I didn't expect that guy to have the leisure and elegance of raising flowers.

As for the desk he was talking about...... It's really a lot of concern.

So, after watering the flowers, the girl moved lightly to the small independent study next to the balcony.

There is only a simple bookcase inside, and a desk.

The most superficial layer of the desk, except for a computer turned off, there are no bright spots.

On the contrary, the hollow design of the table belly at the bottom seems to be hiding something.

Just take a look...... I don't think I think I can touch his desk!

The girl put her hands behind her back and pressed her face almost to the side of the table, and through the hollow slit, she could see that there was a diary in the belly of the table.

As for the cover of the diary, it seems that there is also a photo of the two of them.

Laughing with satisfaction, the girl noticed that there seemed to be words on the photo.

So squinting her eyes, the girl finally saw the text on the photo with the light of the flashlight on her mobile phone.

These words, next to the Yoo Jimin in the photo, are neatly written: "Prabhu Yoo Jimin...... You're really naughty! Don't touch my desk. ”

Biting her back molars slightly, the girl wanted to stand up and use her mobile phone to accuse Wen Yingheng of "prank", but as soon as she raised her head, her forehead accidentally hit the corner of the desk, the pain and the anger like shyness, the girl lowered her voice and said viciously: "Wen Yingheng ......"

…………

"Wen Yingheng, why are you always absent-minded when you play?"

In the basketball hall, another boy wearing the No. 7 jersey easily received the pass from his teammate, broke through the defense of No. 22, and scored a layup.

Wen Yingheng frowned: "Thinking about something......"

"I think you're in a hurry to finish training and go home to see someone, right?"

Boy No. 7 smirked triumphantly and put his arm around his shoulders and walked towards the break room.

"Huh? Tell me how it's going? ”

Wen Yingheng just held his head high and glanced at the boy next to him helplessly: "Qin Shiyuan, why are you so gossipy?" Is baseball training hard enough? ”

"It hurts my heart so much when you say that." Qin Shiyuan held his forehead with his other hand, pretending to have a headache: "I'm worried that you're not having a good time here on the peninsula, but I specially transferred to play with you!" Talking about a girlfriend and deliberately hiding it from me? ”

"I don't have a girlfriend," Moon Young-heng hesitated, recalling clips of his time with Yoo Jimin in his skull, adding, "I think, at least, not in the short term." ”

"Also, the main reason why you transferred here is to train here, right?"

Qin Shiyuan was cheeky, he didn't mind the ridicule of his old classmates at all, and said with a smile: "You are a secondary reason, but it is also one of the factors." ”

"Speaking of which, when you just transferred to the peninsula, did you meet a Jeonju girl?" Wen Yingheng still had a cold face, but his tone was a little enthusiastic.

Qin Shiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then frowned: "How do you know so much?" ”

"Please, do you think no one knows your Weibo account?"

The boy wearing number seven rubbed his eyebrows, sighed and said, "It's all fate......"

…………

"You're Jimin, I've been hearing this name a lot lately."

The woman in front of Yoo Jimin was in her early thirties, with short and shrewd and capable hair, and her tone was not as serious as when discussing work before, and her gentle voice was very contrasting.

Liu Jimin glanced in the direction of Jin Shuhai suspiciously, subconsciously arranged his blue sweatshirt, and blushed slightly.

Li Hui continued: "He didn't like to talk, but he has been a little verbose recently. ”

Thinking of Wen Yingheng's recent picture of sharing the daily life of the school at the dinner table, especially the appearance of broken thoughts without realizing it, Li Hui was happy from the bottom of her heart.

Wen Yingheng...... Always a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

The boy, who had been refusing to use the pocket money she gave, had slowly become friendly with her recently, especially after hearing that she was pregnant.

Or, because of the appearance of Yoo Jimin, the boy who always refused to communicate slowly became cheerful.

"That guy...... Uh, Senior Wen Yingheng, what did you say? The girl pursed her lips curiously, and finally asked.

"Well, maybe there are some things that he needs to say well. However," Li Hui paused deliberately and observed the girl's expectant eyes: "If you are interested, I can talk to you slowly." Add a friend? ”

Liu Zhimin was stunned for a moment, and then there was a relaxed smile on his immature face: "This is my QR code." ”

On the display screen of the mobile phone, there is the QR code of Yoo Jimin's Kakao account.

It's just that when Li Hui pointed the camera at the QR code to scan, an inopportune message pop-up window entered the sight of the two.

A message came from the person with the note "Buzz": "I'm going home soon." ”

Then, looking from the living room to the door of the villa, a low-key black phaeton drove in.

Wen Yingheng, who was wearing the No. 22 jersey, walked home with his equipment.

Li Hui smiled with interest: "This remark is quite interesting......