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When Naying returned home, she saw a man lying on the sofa, with curly curly hair as wild as water plants, and his right arm slipped off the sofa, in a natural and defenseless sleeping position.

There was a flash of emotion in her eyes, and Naying returned to her usual calm expression, but at this moment, she saw Xianja running out of the kitchen, leaning on the sofa and pushing the man's arm, and said softly: "Su Ru, Get up and eat."

"Sister..." Slightly opened his eyes, turned over, and grabbed Xianzi's hand intentionally or unknowingly. "Let me sleep for a while, okay? I was yelled to death by Amy yesterday..."

Xianzi didn't move away, and even patted the back of the opponent's hand with the other hand. "Let's eat, don't you have class later?"

He didn't know what to mutter in a low voice, so he got up unwillingly, and looked at Xianzi with pitiful eyes. "Do you have to eat it now?"

"I made tteokbokki..."

"Okay!" He sat up from the sofa with a bang. "Sister, is there anything else to eat?"

Xianzi smiled, looked up to see her back, smiled apologetically, and lowered her head slightly.

"Food, delicious!"

"The food is delicious too!"

"The fried rice cake is the best!"

Su Ru's voice resounded brightly on the dining table, and the speed of moving the chopsticks never stopped.Naying found that Su Ru's best Korean sentence is "delicious", and this sentence is more than enough to talk to Xianja. Su Ru's bowl is always full of food, and there is a doting smile attached.

Naying moved her chopsticks, but only a little bit, and then stopped after a few swayings.

"Why don't you eat?" Xianzi, who was helping Eunbiao with vegetables, asked gently.

Naying looked at the bowl full of rice in front of her, and couldn't help nodding. "Maybe summer is here and I don't have much appetite."

"What's the matter today?" After coaxing Enbiao to bed, Xianja asked while tidying up her clothes.

Naying's lips moved, but she didn't say anything.After a while, he asked, "Su Ru is here again today?"

"She has been eating Amy's cooking for the past few days, she said..." Hyunja paused, looking for the right words. "She was looking for something to eat."

"En." Naying replied and didn't answer again, so silent that Hyunja couldn't help raising his head, only to find that Naying was staring at her.

"What's the matter?"

"Let Su Ru come less often in the future."

Seeing that Hyunja was still looking at her puzzled, like a good student seeking knowledge, Naying could only sigh. "If Su Ru usually comes, Amy's cooking will only get worse and worse."

"Because Amy won't have a chance to practice?"

"This is also one of the reasons." Naying answered vaguely, and looked away, with a serious expression on her face, as if she was thinking about something important.

"sorry."

Suddenly hearing Naying's voice, Hyunja had to give up the task of folding the clothes in front of him, and the doubts in his eyes piled up again.

"I think I'm a little jealous."

Naying said in a serious and serious tone, completely oblivious to the moment when Hyunja heard the words, she quickly lowered her head to grab the clothes, and the newly folded coat was crumpled again.

"I heard Su Ru call your sister today, and I felt a little unbalanced for a while. I probably felt that I was too old to call you like that, so I was a little disappointed."

"It's just what you heard." Naying shook her head in self-denial, with some helplessness in her expression. "I also think that this kind of thinking is very naive, so I feel sorry for my performance today, it seems too disturbing."

Folding the collar of the jacket, Xianzi's fingers drew a circle on it, and the sound was like a mosquito. "Anyone can be called 'sister', but Nayoung is the only one who can be called Hyunja."

This time Naying stared blankly at Hyunja, feeling the staring gaze, Hyunja walked out with her clothes in her arms.Naying didn't stop her, but smiled lightly.

"Hyunja."

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, you read a book."

After lowering his head a little angrily, there was another call after a while.

"Hyunja."

"kindness?"

"...Is the book good?"

After being stared at by the other party, Naying still had a slight smile on her face.

"Hyunja."

"..." Picking up the book, a certain person pretended not to hear.

Someone is still indomitable.

"Hyunja."

After closing the book, Xianzi turned around vigorously. "Kim Na Young, what do you want to do?"

"It's okay." Looking at the angry face, he seemed to be smiling even more happily. "But can you stop calling me 'Kim Na Young' and just call me 'Na Young'?"

Two words came out of Xianzi's mouth. "No──Yes──"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you are in front of me, let me call your name." Naying silently rolled out those two words from the tip of her lips—

Yin Zi.