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Chapter 214 Relatives...

"I am back."

"Ah, Uncle Yunyu~!"

"Hey Yigu..."

As soon as he changed his shoes at the porch, Han Yu saw a ball of small meaty balls running towards him. He couldn't help showing a slight smile on his face. He squatted down and hugged the rushing man. Zheng Xianyu.

"Hi, Uncle~"

Two fleshy little hands hugged Han Yu's neck, and Zheng Xianyu rubbed his little head in Han Yu's arms affectionately.

With a gentle smile on his lips, Han Yu looked carefully at the little guy in his arms.

Well, it still looks like that full of vitality, and the little face seems to be more rosy, that is...

The smile on Han Yu's face couldn't help becoming a little weird, he raised his hand and gently pinched that chubby little face, and couldn't help teasing him deliberately: "Dafa... ah, boy, are you eating again?" Are you fat? Why do you feel heavier than last time?"

"No! I've eaten very little recently, and my mother said I lost weight, look~"

Facing Han Yu's "slander", Zheng Xianyu immediately twisted his body unconvinced, blinking his dark eyes and bringing his small face to Han Yu's eyes.

"Hehe, you brat. By the way, where's your mother?"

"Oh, mom is..."

"Oh? Are you back?"

At this time, a gentle voice came from the side of the two of them. Han Yu put down Zheng Xianyu in his arms, and smiled slightly at Father Lin who was standing at the door of the kitchen, "Yes, today's work is already done."

Today is the [-]th, which is the premiere day of "Kill Me, Heal Me". Even so, the production team is still rushing to work, but Han Yu's role ended at three or four in the afternoon, so I simply came earlier Lin.

Originally, according to the usual practice, Han Yu was supposed to watch the premiere with his colleagues in the evening, but because Han Yu’s role actually ended in the afternoon, and this was his first work, Father Lin strongly felt that He asked for his desire to watch it with his family, so the crew did not force it.

"Have you finished dealing with it? That's good, go in and have a good rest. The meal is still so fast, and Yun'er hasn't come back yet, so you..."

"Dad~! Come in and help me!"

Father Lin hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted by a somewhat high-pitched voice.

There was a bit of dumbfounding expression on his face. Father Lin looked back at the kitchen, smiled gently at Han Yu, and simply raised his finger to indicate the room inside, and then tied up his body again. The apron went into the kitchen again.

Han Yu watched Father Lin walk into the kitchen with some amusement, then turned his head to look at the living room and the room at the far end of the corridor, lowered his head and patted Zheng Xianyu's small head and asked softly, "Have you finished your homework?"

"Not yet. And, uh... oh, yes, six questions."

Blinking his eyes, he lowered his head and shook his fingers earnestly, then Zheng Xianyu raised his head and gestured a sign of six to Han Yu with a smile on his face.

"Well... then, let's do it first, and uncle will play with you when it's done."

"Really?"

"real."

"Well! Uncle, I'm going to do my homework."

"it is good."

Looking at the little guy running back to his room with a smile in his eyes, Han Yu's eyes went deep along the corridor, first swept the door in the deepest part, and then... looked at the door A room on the right.

Standing on the spot with an inexplicable expression and staring for a while, Han Yu thought for a while, then walked towards the room.

Walking along the corridor to the end, Han Yu's gaze first turned to the door in the middle of the deepest part.

There was a small black sign hanging on the door, on which three letters were written very seriously with an oil-based pen.

"LYN".

Looking at the playful and elegant handwriting, Han Yu couldn't help but slightly cocked the corner of his mouth, and then his eyes turned to the right.

This is a slightly ordinary door compared to other rooms in the house, but also somewhat unique.

The reason why it is called ordinary is because there is almost no decoration on it, except for the same small black signboard, there is nothing else, and the old and simple door panel looks a bit rustic.

And why it is unique is because the style of this door is different from other doors in the house.

The door was changed once at home, which Father Lin told him last time.

It's just... only the door of his room remained.

Stretching out his hand, he took the house plate which was obviously much more worn out than the other small plate. Looking at the three letters on it, which were so worn away that they could not be read clearly, Han Yu suddenly felt as if he had passed away.

"LYW".

Lin Yunyu.

Different from the soothing handwriting when writing seriously, on this sign, the slightly scribbled handwriting seems to really highlight the unruly heart of that young man back then...

Putting down the sign, without much hesitation, he casually pushed open the door, and in an instant, a ray of dazzling sunlight fell into his sight.

Looking around, everything familiar and unfamiliar came into view.

The furnishings in the room are the same as they were back then, unexpectedly clean, the quilts on the bed are stacked neatly, the window sills are clean, the bedside tables, sofas, chairs, stools, there is nothing superfluous, they are all clean , with the only exception... the bookshelves on the walls are still stuffed with books.

The room was as clean as if no one had ever lived in it, except for the bookshelves full of books. Suddenly, an inexplicable smile could not stop the corner of Han Yu's mouth.

He had seen this kind of setting before, and such an accident or coincidence that seemed to be like a time-space intertwining caused an inexplicable emotion to surge in his heart.

This is the first time Han Yu entered this room when he returned home. The last time he lived in the Lin family was the guest room, because although this room has not been touched by Lin's father and is cleaned regularly, it is a room that no one has lived in for many years. , Many details hide dirt and dirt, and even daily necessities like quilts may have some bacteria that cannot be removed by daily cleaning. Father Lin called special personnel to clean them up last time.

Therefore, this is the first time that Han Yu has returned to this other room that he has lived in for many years.

Looking along the bookshelf, he scanned the old books, and Han Yu couldn't help showing a little smile on his face. Based on his vague memory, the arrangement of the books seemed to be wrong, but Some of them are correct. It seems that Lin's father probably spent a lot of brainpower in order to recover.

Suddenly, his sight seemed to catch something, and Han Yu stopped in his footsteps.

On the top shelf of the bookshelf, there is a blank space about the size of a cup. If I remember correctly, there should be…

He couldn't help turning his head to look at the desk just a few steps away from the bookshelf. Han Yu's eyes suddenly became a little dazed. In his eyes, there seemed to be a familiar tall and straight man in front of the empty desk under the sun. Back view...

'Snapped! ! ! '

'I never want to see you again... I hate you!Hate you!Listen, I will definitely be the best entertainer!Prove it to you! '

The slender palms clenched subconsciously, and Han Yu stared at the desk in a daze. In his ears, the sound that seemed to hit his heart and the hoarse cry echoed again. call……

Yoona...

The expression on Han Yu's face tightened uncontrollably, but soon, his expression gradually relaxed.

It's been resolved, well, I don't need to see that girl look sad anymore.

As soon as this idea popped up, the subconsciously tense body finally relaxed slowly. However, while thinking of that girl Yuner, Han Yu's mind suddenly flashed a picture of a beautiful girl with a childlike face. Face.

'Yooner... After what happened to Yooner, OPPA, didn't you think about explaining it to your family?Just...even if OPPA doesn't like your family, but...but, at least you shouldn't...shouldn't you tell me about this kind of thing?We... aren't relatives...'

loved ones...

An inexplicable expression flickered on Han Yu's face. He stood where he was, with a hesitant expression on his face, but in the end, he was determined.

Taking out the mobile phone from his pocket, Han Yu's face was complicated for a while, and then a touch of relief appeared in that complicated expression, and he walked outside, dialing a number while walking.

"...Zhiyu?"

"..."

"Yes, it's me, I...I want to tell you something..."

(End of this chapter)