"Honey, you didn't die in it, did you?"

Zhu Xuan's voice was as sharp as a stab under Yu Cheng's ribs, and Yu Cheng subconsciously opened his mouth wide because of the pain.

"No, no, I'll go out right away, right away." Yu Cheng frantically wiped his arm with a towel. He believes that only by taking out all his spiritual strength can he face all this calmly.

"Then hurry up, it's been more than an hour to see for yourself!" Joo Hyun's voice was cold and deep, and there was a faint hint of alienation.

"By the way, Joo-hyun, I'm thinking, then, should I resign from the unit?" Recalling Lee Seung-mi's current appearance, Yucheng's sanity is slowly recovering, although recovery is still far away. The red, green, and green filaments outside the door began to glow, and the light crept up Song Joo-hyun's cheeks little by little.

"Why?" Zhu Hyun asked puzzled and a little resistant.

"Because soon I'm going to be assigned to work several extra night shifts, my dear, I'm not reluctant to let you go. So I want you to help me ask if there is a suitable seat for me. ”

"Didn't you say you didn't like to do things under Daddy's nose? I am not familiar with the company and the content of the work. Compared with your father's full support, you are more eager to be self-reliant, and you patted your chest and promised your father that you would definitely sit in Choi In-hyuk's position with your own efforts?! How come you have forgotten all your true words? ”

I have to admit that Zhu Hyun is a woman who has more ears, eyesight, and a more sensitive heart than Yu Cheng imagined. Although Yu Cheng's desire has been secluded in that sunny place, he has not really revealed his suspicions.

"Did I say that? It turns out that this is the case. ”

"Yes! Before that, I told you that Dad is the kind of man who makes a promise. ”

"Oh! I know, I've known this for a long time, I'm actually, I'm actually just casually mentioning, the unit has been a little uneven recently, and I have a sense of crisis all the time. ”

Looking at Song Joo-hyun's worried eyes and expression, Zheng Yucheng had to give up that idea. Then naturally (embarrassedly) pursed his lips, and Joo Hyun deliberately turned his head to look straight ahead. In fact, for a moment, Joo-hyun felt her heart tremble strongly, but soon the brain circuit stepped the side brake. When they staggered their eyes again, neither of them deliberately avoided each other's gaze, but looked at each other expressionlessly, and both pairs of bright and radiant eyes.

"By the way, wife..."

"That, I'm in a hurry to go out, you hurry up and clean up the bathroom!"

"Oh, okay, wait a minute."

Yu Cheng closed his lips twice, and the corners of his mouth were reflected bright red by the glow of the setting sun. Joo Hyun is also like Yu Cheng, it is obvious that she also has something to say, but her mouth is silently forbearing.

"If you're not a classmate, then you must be a graduate student, right?" Yucheng turned around and closed the bathroom door, the cold wind blew in at once, and Zhu Hyun combed her hair behind her ears quietly and rhythmically, but she couldn't comb the "turbulent clear waves" that slipped out of the corners of her mouth. In Joo-hyun's opinion, the strange boy is more interesting and cuter than Woo-seong.

"I'm a lecturer in the music department of the University of Ontario, and I teach piano lessons."

The boy tilted his head and naughtily shouted, "Teacher, sister." ”

Joo Hyun inexplicably "reprimanded" the boy, but the two of them inadvertently used the kind of cryptic language that only a true couple would pass between their eyebrows.

"Sister, you look so young and beautiful. The moment I saw you, I had the feeling of seeing the goddess of my dreams," the boy's voice was full of vitality like an ignorant teenager, and even though he recalled the brief time spent that afternoon, the corners of Joo-hyun's mouth still bloomed with a knowing smile.

"If my sister doesn't mind, can I treat you to dinner another day? Then I'll be waiting for your news. When she inhaled deeply, a deep pit of flesh appeared on Joo Hyun's collarbone, and she slowly closed her eyes and quietly followed the boy to the "late night cafeteria" deep inside.

"Hmph, I can't imagine that a yellow-haired boy is so discerning."

The strange boy offered to invite a guest to dinner when they first met, which was undoubtedly an act of using low-level excuses to cover up her precious instinct in the eyes of Song Joo-hyun, who had been accustomed to the pleasure of the stars holding the moon ten years ago, in fact, since Joo Hyun first caught a glimpse of the boy, her inflated instinct has been insidiously lurking, but because of the ring on her finger, the lurking can only be silent. If it weren't for Yu Cheng, the silence of innocence wouldn't have lasted so long.

"It's a pity, if only the chance of the encounter could reverse the jet lag." Looking at the flower umbrella that keeps opening and closing, Joo Hyun has a premonition that the fragrant wind and sweet rain that sweep everything seem to be on the way to come...