Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

In the golden autumn, she took photos of every dish, saying she would post them on Instagram.

Sulli was in the same boat, but Liu Zimu snatched her phone away, saying, "You dare to post it and see what happens."

"Why? Oppa, you have such great cooking skills, won't you let me show them off?"

"Once you make it, neither you nor I will have any peace."

Choi Sulli snorted, but still obediently put her phone down.

After taking her first bite of the boiled fish, she squinted, opened her mouth slightly, and exhaled with a satisfied sigh.

"To be honest, your skills are far superior to those of those five-star hotels."

Jin Qiutian nodded frantically: "Unnie's right! Oppa, how about we forgo the coffee shop and open a Chinese restaurant instead? It'll definitely be packed!"

Liu Zimu picked up a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks: "No, I only cook for the people I want to cook for."

Jin Qiutian paused for a moment, then blushed and lowered her head to eat her rice.

Choi Sulli laughed and kicked Liu Zimu's shin under the table.

He grabbed her ankle under the table and pinched it gently, and Choi Sulli quieted down.

The three continued eating.

Eating in the golden autumn can be unrestrained, like going to war.

Sulli ate in a fairly refined manner, but at a very fast pace.

Liu Zimu himself ate the slowest, occasionally putting food on their plates.

How should I put it...?

Just like a family of three.

Jin Qiu rested her chin on the back of her hand and suddenly said, "Oppa, Unnie, you two look so sweet together."

Choi Sulli glanced at her: "Is it cozy?"

"Yes." Jin Qiutian nodded, "Like that...like Mom and Dad."

The air was silent for two seconds.

Liu Zimu's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, and Cui Xueli almost spat out the food in her mouth.

Jin Qiutian realized what she had said, her face turned bright red, and she quickly lowered her head to drink the soup, the bowl covering half of her face.

Choi Sulli was the first to react, bursting into laughter and laughing so hard she almost fell over. She slapped Liu Zimu's thigh and said, "Oppa, did you hear that? Qiu Tian said we're like a family of three! Does that mean we're the mom and dad, and she's the daughter?"

Jin Qiutian mumbled from behind the soup bowl, "I didn't say anything!"

Choi Sulli laughed even harder, leaning on the table with her shoulders shaking.

Then she hugged Kim Cheon-ji: "Cheon-ji, if you have any problems with practice or in life, you can always ask me, unnie. Practice hard, and you'll definitely debut."

Jin Qiutian was moved and said, "Thank you, unnie!"

After the meal, Jin Qiutian volunteered to wash the dishes.

Choi Sulli nestled on the sofa next to Liu Zimu, watching a variety show on and off.

"Truth, do you have plans for tomorrow?"

Choi Sulli glanced at him: "I'm leaving first thing tomorrow morning. I have a radio show tonight, and I need to go home to pick up some documents, so I won't be back tonight."

"Oh... It's alright, we'll talk about it when you have it!" Liu Zimu thought for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Choi Sulli asked, intrigued.

Liu Zimu pointed to the house: "We're moving! I plan to convert this place into a sales area and expand!"

Choi Sulli immediately became interested: "Then I'll come back as soon as I'm done with my work in the next couple of days, to move!"

After washing the dishes and drying her hands, Jin Qiu walked out, hesitated for a moment, then picked up her schoolbag: "Oppa, Unnie, if you have time, I'll come help too. Now, I have to go back first. My aunt has already sent a message, and I have to go to the company for practice tomorrow."

Choi Sulli looked up from the sofa: "Let Oppa take you."

"No need, no need, my home is nearby, it's only a ten-minute walk."

"That won't do either, it's not safe at night." Choi Sulli kicked Liu Zimu. "Oppa, see our daughter Qiutian off."

She likes autumn more and more now.

Liu Zimu put on his coat and followed Jin Qiutian out the door.

As they approached the coffee shop, a gust of cold wind blew, and Jin Qiu shrank her neck.

The two walked side by side for a while without saying a word.

Finally, Jin Qiutian couldn't help but speak first: "Oppa."

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

"You and unnie will always be together, right?"

Liu Zimu glanced at her. The little girl looked up at him, the streetlights in the alley shining on her face. Her eyes held expectation, and something else.

"Children shouldn't meddle in adult matters."

"I'm not a child anymore!" Jin Qiutian exclaimed anxiously, raising her voice, "I'll be an adult soon!"

"There are still two years left. In my eyes, you'll always be a little girl."

Jin Qiutian pursed her lips and remained silent.

As they approached her building, Liu Ziming suddenly called out to her, "Wait a minute."

Looking back in the golden autumn.

Liu Zimu took two tickets out of his coat pocket and waved them.

When Jin Qiutian took it, her mouth opened into an "O" shape, her eyes widened, and she froze on the spot, as if she had been acupunctured.

"Wait, this... these are BLACKPINK concert tickets?! For tomorrow! Front section?! Amazing! Oppa, where did you get these? Aren't these tickets sold out already? Do you know any scalpers? Or did you steal them?"

Liu Zimu watched her frantic performance, suppressing a laugh: "Just answer me, are you going or not?"

"Go! Of course I'll go! I absolutely have to go!" Jin Qiutian clutched the ticket to her chest, as if she were holding the whole world in her hands. "Oppa, Saranghae! You're my god!"

"Don't get excited yet, there are conditions."

Jin Qiutian's smile faded slightly: "What are the conditions?"

"First, you must not tell the truth who gave you the vote."

"Huh? Why... wait." Kim Qiu-tian's eyes darted around, and her mind suddenly clicked. "Oppa, this ticket wasn't given by someone within BLACKPINK, was it? Did one of the members give it to you? Are you going to let unnie down?"

Liu Zimu raised his hand and covered her mouth.

The eyes of the golden autumn blinked, shining like two stars in the darkness.

"Don't ask so many questions. I won't betray the truth." Liu Zimu released his hand. "Secondly, come to the store tomorrow afternoon and listen to my arrangements. Then we'll go together."

Jin Qiutian's lips curled up, her smile sly: "It's possible, but I have conditions."

Liu Zimu flicked her forehead with his finger: "You have conditions? What right do you have to talk about conditions?"

Jin Qiutian clutched her forehead and cried out in pain, "Oppa, that hurts! All I wanted to say was, 'Give me the ticket, I want to go and show it off to my girlfriends.'"

Liu Zimu was speechless and waved his hand.

Overjoyed in the golden autumn, she held the concert ticket to her chest and extended her little finger: "Pinky promise!"

Liu Zimu looked at her outstretched little finger, sighed, and reached out to hook it.

"childish!"

On a dimly lit roadside in the peninsula, a trainee with dreams and a 27-year-old coffee shop owner made a pinky promise to each other for a hundred years.

If Sulli saw this, she'd probably laugh at her until dawn.

Jin Qiutian withdrew his hand with satisfaction, carefully put the ticket into his schoolbag, and patted it.

We arrived at the entrance of Jinqiu Tianjia residential area.

"Oppa, thank you."

"Um."

"Then I'll go up."

"Go."

Jin Qiu took two steps, then turned back and smiled: "Oppa, I will also work hard to debut. When I become a big star, I will invite you to my concert."

Liu Zimu nodded, stood under the streetlight watching her enter the community gate, stood there for a while, and then turned around and walked back.

On my way home, the wind picked up a bit more than before.

In a corner of the city, Bae Joo-hyun was lying in bed staring at her phone screen.

Liu Zimu still didn't reply to her with a single word.

She held her phone to her chest, stared at the ceiling, and smiled in the darkness.

"Not replying?"

"it is good."

"It's fine if you don't reply."

"At least you saw it, didn't you?"

"I'll catch you when I get an opening!"