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Reasonable, but with great expectations clearly written on his face.Usually, he would bring forward whatever he wanted, why is it like this today.Jaeyoung felt his heart softened, he stroked Sangwoo's back and said.

"You want me to join you in greeting your parents?"

Shang Yu nodded without hesitation.

"I wanted to introduce you to them, to show off."

Zaiying felt that he couldn't refuse this crazy behavior.Indeed, how could he bear it alone? It would be plausible for two people to be driven out together.Zaiying said with a sigh.

"Then you have to cut your hair first."

"It's a pity, it's been so long."

"It's a pity that I didn't hear it at all."

"Ah, you found out? You look better with short hair."

***

Take back that he is not human, and take back that he is simple.

Being tricked into here by Qiu Shangyu, a fox, Zaiying was terrified.

"Shang Yu is back?"

A thick male voice came from inside the door, and Zaiying immediately stiffened.He had a premonition that he was about to get a slap on the face, so he didn't even wear his glasses.

Immediately there was a knocking sound, and the door was swung open.

"Oh?"

The elder, who was happily welcoming his son back, suddenly looked surprised. Zaiying solemnly lowered his head and stood up straight.Tried to force a soft smile but failed.

"Xiba, I shouldn't have come no matter what Qiu Shangyu said."

The man was wearing a brown shirt and dark gray trousers.His eyes looked amiable, and there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes that would occur at this age.The two don't look alike, even if they stand next to Shang Yu, they can't tell that they are father and son.

Sang Woo said that his father is a poet and he is 55 years old.He has published three collections of poetry, one of which is quite popular.Zaiying bought it and read it once, and thought it was too romantic for him.

He looked at Jaeyoung carefully for a while, then turned his head to Sangwoo.

"Come in, how did you get here?"

"Come here by car."

"Is there no traffic jam?"

"Not very blocked."

Sang Woo, who talks to his father whom he hasn't seen for half a year, looks like he just saw him yesterday, and the father who stands beside a wooden stake like a stranger and doesn't ask, from this weirdness, it is indeed father and son.Zaiying cast his eyes at Shangyu, and the latter pointed at Zaiying as if he suddenly remembered.

"Jang Jae-young, father."

"Ah... I wonder who's standing there! Welcome, Jaeyoungxi. It's the...senior who lives with us Sang Woo, right?"

Jaeyoung shook the thick hand extended by the man and said, "Yes, it's the first time we meet." It was the first time in his life that he introduced himself so nervously.

"Why did you still buy these things?"

Sang Woo's father took the gift from Jae Young with a smile.Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, Zaiying felt uncomfortable seeing the other party's smile.

"Come in, come in. This kid actually brought friends back... It seems that the sun will rise from the west tomorrow."

"not friend."

Zaiying quickly stepped on Shangyu's foot, and he calmed down.

"Wife, wife, hey, Shang Yu brought friends!"

Seeing Sang Woo's father trotting into the house, Jae Young reluctantly took off his shoes.

The entrance was eerily clean.There was not a single shoe on the ground, not even a speck of dust on the shoe cabinet.Shangyu opened the shoe cabinet, took out the slippers with "Qiu Shangyu" written on the head and put them on, and gave Jaeyoung a pair of slippers with "Guest 1" written on them.Walking into the living room, there is a woman who can be seen as Shang Yu's mother at a glance.

"Hello……"

The woman was sitting upright reading a book, when she heard this, she moved her glasses down a little and looked at Zaiying.The eyes were neither sharp nor scary, but cold, but Zaiying still felt the cold hairs standing up on his back.A woman has a slightly elongated face and a well-proportioned figure. She should be a great beauty when she was young, but at the same time she exudes a strong aura.

53 years old, chemical researcher, has been working for the same company for 20 years.When Sang-woo's mother gave Sang-woo a look asking for an explanation, her husband said while unwrapping the gift on the coffee table.

"Oh, it's Jaeyoung. She and Sangwoo are roommates."

"It was that one."

"That's right, that's right, that's the one."

"It's strange that the kid has never brought a friend home before."

"Yeah, I didn't bring it back when I was in elementary school."

Sang Woo's mother seemed to lose interest in Jae Young and looked at Sang Woo instead.

"Shang Yu is here."

"Yes, how are you doing?"

"Very well, how is your health?"

"very healthy."

"I can see it too."

Zaiying listened blankly to the dry conversation between the mother and son.I often hear it when I'm on the phone, but it's not as shocking as this time.They finished after a few words, and no one felt embarrassed.Shang Yu went to the second floor, and Zaiying had to sit in a corner of the sofa at a loss.

"The house is well decorated."

Zaiying said softly, but still couldn't call out the title "Auntie".

The old home generally has no sentimental taste, but there are also some retro places.On the wall are several pictures of the sea landscape drawn by an unknown artist, and there are also hanging paintings in Korean that should be hung according to the poet's preference.Dining tables, desks, coffee tables and other log furniture are as old as this home, but they give people a sense of stability that gets more valuable with age.

"My husband likes it."

After Shang Yu's mother finished speaking, she closed the book and went straight to the kitchen.Zaiying sat awkwardly, used to go to a friend's house, and often acted like a baby to his parents, but the key is that Shangyu is not a simple friend.Because no matter how you try to please, it is a waste of effort.

"By the way, are you still used to living with Shangyu?"

At this time, Yu's father sat beside him and asked kindly.

"Ah, yes. Life is interesting."

"It's amazing to be able to persist for more than a year. Jae Youngxi should have a lot in common with Sang Woo, and his personality looks very straightforward."

Although these two points were wrong, Zaiying still nodded with a smile.

"I also like to come here. At first, I thought it was weird to live with other people, but it was worth it. When I was young, I often lived with the brothers I knew to save living expenses. At that time Freedom now seems to be a precious asset."

The man laughed, his eyes curved into a crescent.Jaeyoung finally understands where Sangwoo learned how to laugh.

"Is it older than Shangyu? Have you graduated?"

"Yes. This is my second year on the job. We can chat about anything."

"Ah, so what should I call you?"

"If you call me Zaiying, then..."

"Then Jae Young-kun, like Shang Yu, is... um, a major in electronic programming, right?"

"No, I work in visual design and graduated from the Department of Fine Arts."

"Are you from the art school? How did you two get together?"

The poet asked curiously. At this time, the voice of "husband" came from the kitchen, and the man bounced away like a bullet, leaving only Zaiying in the living room.

Sitting alone, Zaiying quickly noticed the photo frame on the shelf. He stood up. There were several family photos in the photo frame, as well as photos of the siblings playing together. Zaiying looked at them carefully.

"What, my sister is pretty."

He muttered and turned on the camera of his phone, and when he was taking a close-up photo of a little boy holding a toy, Shang Yu came down from the second floor.

"Why did you leave me alone?"

Jaeyoung complained to him with lip language, but Shangyu walked down and sat on the sofa as if nothing had happened.

The two of them sat for a long time without saying a word, Shang Yu was quite comfortable in his own home, but Zaiying was restless.In the end, he simply ran to the kitchen and said he wanted to help, but he was kicked out under the eyes of the woman why she overstepped the authority and the accusation that the man could not let the guests do such a thing.

Dinner starts promptly at 6 o'clock.Thin plastic trays are brought to everyone, with rice and soup bowls on them, and their own plates.

The water glass is on the cup holder, and the spoon and chopsticks are on the small stand.Everything is in its proper place and displayed at an adjusted angle.

"I haven't been home for a long time, eat more, Shang Yu."

"it is good."

"The same is true for Zai Yingjun. I didn't prepare too many dishes, so eat more."

"Okay, it will be delicious."

Seaweed soup, fresh fish cakes, roast beef, several vegetarian dishes.Although it is not considered rich, it can be seen that it is specially prepared for the return of the child.It's just that the atmosphere of eating without saying a word is a bit suffocating, and seeing other people look very natural, this restaurant's dining style should always be like this.

Zaiying didn't know whether the meal got into his mouth or nose.During dinner, Sang Woo's father suddenly asked.

"Is your study going well?"

"Yes. If you want to ask about my grades, I got A+ in all subjects last semester. I am preparing to find a job so I have a lot less study time, but I have reached this level."

His father probably didn't think about asking this, but Shang Yu still boasted about his grades.Although I got the point wrong, it is clear that Shang Yu talked a lot in front of his parents. If someone else asked him, he would probably only answer "yes".

"Is there anything good? The job is already known, is there anything else?"

"...I can't say."

His father did not continue to ask, but changed the question.

"Have you made any new friends?"

"No."

Shang Yu took a sip of seaweed soup and continued.

"I've always told you that I don't need friends."

"Stop mentioning the Black Mamba."

Zaiying laughed unpreparedly and almost spit out the food in his mouth.He quickly pretended to choke his throat, and drank water while coughing.At this time, Shi Yu's mother interrupted.

"Children are free to say what they say, and their right to speak should be respected."

"Our family has never raised snakes, and he always likes to mention snakes. Not once or twice."

"It's the truth that can't be said enough times. It should be