"I really miss it......" Yoo Jimin just got tired of his arm for a while, and then excitedly walked outside the former classroom according to the way he used to go to school.

The tall boy slowly followed Yoo Jimin with his hands in his pockets, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, imagining what Yoo Jimin looked like when he was in school.

In his memory, the only thing he saw was when she was out of school, with light steps and a radiant spirit.

"There was a boy pestering me at the time, remember?"

The leather shoes closed together with a crisp sound, and the girl stood outside the classroom door with a sharp sound, watching through the glass window.

"At that time, he seemed to be sitting in that position?"

"How can you remember so clearly," Professor Wen frowned slightly, stepped forward and took the girl's hand, "But he doesn't have a chance." ”

"Hmph, don't talk so much, I have a high vision." Yoo Jimin moved his gaze to the net, and he was almost staring at the ceiling, when he was gently pressed on his forehead by an outstretched hand.

"Don't look so high, the world can grow as high as the ceiling...... You can see others, but others may not be able to see you. ”

Pretending to be serious, the boy's slightly furrowed brow provided some credibility to the data listed next: "In the whole of China, there are only 2,000 people who are more than two meters tall, and even in the United States, where basketball is strong, there are only 5,000 people who are more than two meters tall. Among them, the ...... of marriageable age"

"Stop! Don't read it, it's boring. Yoo Jimin pouted, refocusing his gaze on the classroom furnishings.

There is a window next to the blackboard, and inside it is the excellent work of the handicraft class.

A round little yellow cat was quietly placed in the corner of the window, but it made Yoo Jimin particularly concerned.

Because, it was made by her based on Wen Yingheng's prototype.

"You can't have done that, right?" Wen Yingheng followed the girl's gaze and also noticed the kitten that looked a little dull.

"Of course, I didn't expect that seven years have passed and it has been so well preserved."

When Yoo Jimin was hesitating to enter the classroom to take a closer look, Moon Youngheng had already taken the lead and strode in.

"Hey~"

The girl followed, hurrying between the boy and the window.

"Why are you so nervous?" Wen Yingheng smiled, because he was relatively tall, even if he was blocked by Yoo Jimin, he could still browse the window without dead ends.

"Where there is. Just ......"

"Wen, Ying, Heng? January 2016? The boy read according to the small line of small words engraved on the small sculpture, and his eyes narrowed: "I ...... so early"

"yes, it's that early!" After the secret was discovered, Yoo Jimin was a little less shy, and took a step forward generously, and suddenly pulled the distance in, so that Wen Yingheng could feel the girl's breath pass over his neck, leaving a slight itch.

Subconsciously stepping back, the boy rubbed his nose, which he always did when he was shy except for rubbing his face.

The girl took advantage of the victory and pursued him a few more steps, still clinging to the boy until he was cornered.

The feeling of his back gently touching the wall made Professor Moon's mind flash through countless classic scenes from Korean dramas.

Looking around in a panic, he felt that his chest was gradually heating up, and a head was firmly attached to his heart.

"Puff, puff, puff." Yoo Jimin's voice was low, but the rhythm was fast, and he could imitate Moon Youngheng's heartbeat: "Is it so easy to get nervous?" ”

"I want you to take care of ......" In order not to let Yoo Jimin see his expression, Moon Youngheng deliberately raised his head and looked in the direction of the outside of the classroom.

Just turned his head, and met the young woman he had met at the school gate earlier.

Yoo Ji-eun was still holding his phone, the camera was aimed at the position of the two people, and the shooting button was pressed.

It's just that in her heart, she began to secretly complain.

That's terrible...... The risks for frontline journalists are just too great.

…………

"So, you're not boyfriend and girlfriend yet?" Yoo Ji-eun slurped her lips, picked up the coffee cup, and savored the taste of the latte.

Under the cover of the cup, the two eyebrows that were somewhat similar to Yoo Jimin narrowed, and they repeatedly looked at the man and woman sitting opposite her.

The demeanor of the two is also quite interesting.

Yoo Jimin looked at his phone generously and replied to the question of his sister very easily: "Not yet, this is also considering my professional problem......"

Wen Yingheng on the side was in a state of semi-shutdown, his hands were rubbing his pants repeatedly, not knowing what to say.

This girl, who claimed to be his girlfriend in front of the teacher in the morning, is now another story...... The sudden change of attitude is confusing.

"No matter how you look at it, it's completely like a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship." Liu Zhien thought for a moment, and finally nodded again: "Also, if you two are really in love, you can't hide it at all...... It's not all together now, it's all tired of being like this. ”

"I'm not a love brain." Yoo Jimin puffed out his mouth aggrievedly.

"Really? I don't believe ......"

When he scolded his sister, Yoo Ji-eun was quite professional.

"Actually, sometimes, Jimin she's just taking care of my feelings because I'm that kind of ...... Rather clingy personality. ”

Speaking coldly, Wen Yingheng attracted the attention of the sisters.

"He seems sensible, doesn't he?" Yoo Jimin squinted his eyes and looked at the boy next to him slightly, and there was no lack of smug words in his tone.

Yoo Ji-eun opened his mouth dryly, like a fish in his throat.

She hasn't been in love much yet, but her sister is running ahead of her, and the relationship between the two is still an ambiguous relationship between a couple but not a couple.

Moreover, how should she explain to the two leaders in the "war room" who are closely watching the battlefield?

Say that Yoo Jimin and a university professor are having an affair?

"Tonight, I will meet him in person."

Liu Zheng sent another message full of gunpowder, and the eldest daughter rubbed her nose in distress, thinking about it and not coming up with a plan to calm her father first.

Coffee: "It's good for a young daughter to fall in love, as long as it doesn't affect her career. And he's a professor and his career is relatively stable, so what's so bad?"

Coffee: "I can also set an example for my eldest daughter, and maybe I can introduce other young talents to her in the future."

Frontline reporter Yoo Ji-eun: "(vomiting blood) I'm innocent."

Coffee & Home & Everything: "(Smiley)"

Yoo Ji-eun looked up depressedly, thinking about the current situation.

I feel that my father is not very satisfied with this Wen Yingheng...... At least, it's a little wary, right? And my mother was more optimistic about his thoughts.

As for Yoo Jimin himself, the attitude of his parents is relatively consistent.

"What's wrong, Ernie?" The attentive sister noticed the slight negative emotions between Yoo Ji-eun's eyebrows, so she asked very carefully, "Did you encounter any troubles at work?" ”

The young nurse rubbed her brows, drank the coffee, and let out a long breath, the bitter taste spreading from the base of her tongue up to her brain.

Maybe it's the effect of caffeine, Yoo Ji-eun's head is racing and he comes up with a good plan.

"It's not a matter of work, let's discuss tonight's battle plan."

This front-line journalist defected because of the unilateral oppression of the rear leadership......