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After recording two episodes of "Ouch" in the morning, Song Ya drove away from Seoul and returned to her hometown of Yongin, Gyeonggi-do.

Yongin is a small city with a small population, but it has pleasant scenery.The last time Song Ya came back here was during the Mid-Autumn Festival.I heard that there is a large-scale night market here. If I have time, Song Ya would like to go shopping. It is estimated that few people here will know her.

Song Shunen didn't show much interest in Song Ya's return, but he didn't throw Song Ya out either.Song Ya made herself a glass of water, and then told her angry mother that she had resigned from "The Samaritan Girl".

"Really?" Song Shun'en didn't quite believe it, after all, Song Ya was still very persistent last night.

"It's true." Song Ya said, "It was true when I wanted to act in this movie, and it is also true when I tell you to resign. I will not lie to you, mother."

The gentle "mother" at the end completely broke Song Shunen's heart.While laughing and crying, she hugged Song Ya for a long time without saying a word.

Song Ya also hugged her mother tenderly, she said: "Mom, before becoming a good actor, I will be your good daughter first."

Song Shunen smiled through tears, gently stroked Song Ya's face, and told her earnestly: "Yami, there are many ways to become an actor, and mother only hopes that you can choose the one with the least controversy."

The mother and daughter reunited, and Song Ya decided to cook a meal for her mother, "What do you want to eat? Chinese food or Western food?"

"Spaghetti." Song Shunen said, "Since you said it yesterday, it proves that you should have done a good job."

Song Ya smiled gratifiedly, thinking that her mother was really careful. At that time, she just said casually. It seemed that she had to perform well today in order to live up to her mother's expectations.

After going to the supermarket to buy some ingredients and meat sauce, Song Ya was standing in the kitchen chopping onions when the doorbell suddenly rang outside.

"I'll go." Wiping her hands, Song Ya said to her mother who was coming down from the second floor.

When he opened the door, he saw a tall and muscular boy standing outside the door, with a deflated mouth, a bit like a duckling.Song Ya didn't know him, so she thought it was a courier, so she said, "What can I do for you?"

The boy's eyes widened in shock. "You, you are Miss Yami?!"

know me?Song Ya was surprised, but nodded, "I am, may I ask you..."

It can't be such a coincidence, a delivery boy is actually my fan?

Just when Song Ya was thinking whether to close the door, the boy suddenly stepped forward and hugged Song Ya tightly. "Sister Yami! Sister Yami!"

"Help!" Song Ya wasn't afraid of fans' enthusiasm, but at least she had to be moderate. If she hugged her like a robber like this, she would really call the police.

The boy was very obedient, he quickly let go of Song Ya, seemed to be a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and looked at Song Ya foolishly: "Is my sister scared?"

Song Ya glared at him. Although the boy was tall, he could tell that he was a kind-faced young man. With a light cough, she asked, "Who the hell are you?"

Seeing Song Ya's serious expression, the boy showed a hint of sadness, "My sister doesn't know me anymore? I'm Ershuo?"

Er master?Song Ya frowned, recalled for a while, and made sure there was no such person. "Sorry, Er Shuo, I don't know you."

At this time, Song Shunen came out of the house, "Yamei, who is it? The door has not been closed for a long time." Then he saw the silly Er Shuo at the door, looked at him for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Yo, this is not from the Li family. Little Jong-suk?"

Little Jong-seok?Song Ya was even more confused, but seeing her mother knew her, her expression softened.Er Shuo saw it, and hurriedly said: "Sister, do you remember? When we were young, we used to climb trees together, and then you always pushed me off the tree when I wasn't paying attention."

Song Ya gasped, thinking how wicked she was when she was a child? !

Er Shuo approached Song Ya, raised the hair curtain, pointed to a light red scar on the peak of the left eyebrow and complained: "Did you see sister, this is the scar left when you pushed me off the tree when I was five years old. "

Song Ya was stunned for a moment, and gradually there was an image in her mind——

Five-year-old Er Shuo was lying in the hospital with white gauze wrapped around his small head, but he looked at his mother firmly and denied, "Let me tell you again, it wasn't Sister Yamei who pushed me down." , I accidentally stepped on the wrong branch and fell down."

Hearing what her son said, Er Shuo's mother was going crazy. "You're just talking nonsense. Many people saw that Song Yamei pushed you off the tree!"

Er Shuo was also in a hurry, and slammed his hands on the bed, "Why do you trust others, but not me? This matter has nothing to do with Sister Yamei, it's nothing to do!"

Seeing that her son was really in a hurry, Er Shuo's mother quickly hugged her son and coaxed, "Okay, okay, Yami didn't do it, she didn't do it, silly son..."

After Er Shuo's mother left, [-]-year-old Song Ya sneaked into the ward. At that time, Er Shuo was already asleep. Song Ya looked at him and gently touched his gauze-wrapped head with one hand. "I'm sorry, Er Shuo, it's all my sister's fault." Putting a bag of cherries in the other hand on the table, "I bought you my favorite cherries, they are big, round and red, You eat slowly, and when you finish eating, my sister will come back from America..."

Song Ya left for the United States the next day, and she didn't even think that when she came back, it would be four years later.She did not return to her hometown to live permanently, but went directly to Seoul, and was taken by her mother herself, and signed a ten-year contract with S/M's president Lee Soo-man.

The past was like a gust of spring breeze, and Song Ya's heart felt soft for a while. Er Shuo was still staring at her in a daze, looking silly and stupid. Thinking about it carefully, they hadn't seen each other for ten years, but he He still recognized her with just one glance.

Song Ya was ashamed.

"Remember?" Er Shuo was very nervous.Song Ya giggled, and messed with his hair with her hands: "Of course I remembered, you silly hat, Li Zhongshuo."

Song Ya remembered that Li Zhongshuo's nickname was given by herself. At that time, Hong Kong movies were popular in Korea. Song Ya said that she was the boss of Yongin City, and Li Zhongshuo was the second child. They called each other and became "Second Master" up.

At this time, Er Shuo was very happy, because sister Yami finally remembered him.When he got home just now, he accidentally saw a red modern car parked in front of Song's villa. He just thought, could it be Miss Yamei who came back?In fact, in the past few years, the second master did not go to school in his hometown Yongin City. After Song Ya went to the United States, he also went to Gwangju with his father who was transferred by work.

"Are you coming back this time to visit relatives?" Song Ya asked Li Zhongshuo during dinner.Thinking of the absurdity of her youth, Song Ya felt sorry for the silly boy in front of her.Bullying a child, and still bullying to death, if Er Shuo hadn't been strong and able to withstand the toss, he would have been bullied by her to another world long ago.

Er Shuo smiled foolishly: "No, we moved back to Yongin again."

"Have you contacted the school?" It was Song Shunen who asked the question this time.Because he became famous at a young age, Song Shun'en was a bit arrogant and not very gregarious. After moving here, he seldom contacted his neighbors, and he was directly picked up by the driver when he went out.Yongin City is not big, its economic development is average, and its life is quiet and comfortable. Song Shunen only discovered in recent years that the neighbors here don't seem to know who she is, they only think she is rich, and treat her like a widowed rich wife .

Of course, Song Shunen also understands that he was only 15 years old when he debuted, and he was a beautiful girl like a flower. Now his daughter is [-] years old. The quality is very poor and hurts the skin badly.When I was young, I didn't notice anything. Now that I am over forty, Song Shunen sometimes dare not look at his aging self in the mirror.

Everyone will grow old, and in the face of time, we are all losers.

Seeing Song Shunen asking himself, Er Shuo quickly straightened his body, and replied respectfully: "I have already contacted you, and you can go to school tomorrow for class."

Song Ya asked: "Are you going to high school soon?"

"Yes." Er Shuo nodded and said with a smile: "This year, I will take the entrance examination."

"Come on." Song Ya smiled and put a piece of cut veal on Ershuo's plate.How time flies, even the little follower is going to high school.

After dinner, Song Ya stood in the kitchen washing the dishes, Er Shuo foolishly accompanied her. "Go and watch TV for a while." Song Ya said, "There should be cartoons now."

Er Shuo narrowed his eyes aggrievedly: "Sister, I'm 15 years old this year, and I haven't watched that stuff for a long time."

"Then what are you looking at?"

"Taekwondo." Saying that, Er Shuo made a beautiful roundhouse kick in the kitchen.

"Great!" Song Ya clapped her hands appreciatively.If Er Shuo hadn't said it himself, she would have thought he was a wrestler with his figure.

Taking a look at Er Shuo, Song Ya asked uncertainly: "How tall are you now? [-]?"

Er Shuo's eyes widened: "It's amazing, Miss Yamei, the physical examination I just had yesterday was exactly 1.83."

What is it?Song Ya chuckled, she used Kim Jaejoong's height as a reference.With a middle height of 1.81, standing next to him, he is a little shorter than Ershuo.Although the difference is only two centimeters, as long as the height exceeds 1.8 meters, the difference is obvious for every centimeter in height.Song Ya looked at Er Shuo with relief, thinking that at the age of 15, he should grow a lot taller.

"What about your weight?" Song Ya asked again.As a result, Er Shuo suddenly stopped talking and lowered his head to play with the chopsticks in his hand, as if he didn't hear anything.Song Ya laughed and poked him with her elbow: "Quickly tell me, how much do you weigh?"

"[-]!" Er Shuo suddenly said.

Song Yaxiu raised her eyebrows: "[-] kilograms, or [-] kilograms?"

Er Shuo was immediately discouraged, and curled his lips: "Kilograms."

Song Ya said: "Let's lose some weight, Er Shuo, if you are a little thinner at your height, it should be very good."

Er Shuo didn't say a word, after a while, he suddenly asked: "Sister Yamei, I want to be a model, do you think I can do it?"

"What model? Flat or runway?"

If it's a plane model, Er Shuo's current height has fully reached the standard, but if it's a catwalk. ． ． ． ． ．

Unexpectedly, Er Shuo told her categorically: "I want to be a catwalk model!"

Song Ya shook her head lightly: "It's not that I'm hitting you as the second master. To be a catwalk model, your height must be at least [-] and your weight should not exceed [-] catties."

"Do you know Senior Zhao Yincheng?" Song Ya asked suddenly.Er Shuo nodded: "I know, I have seen his performance of "Farewell to the Piano"."

"Senior Jo In-seong is 70 tall and weighs less than [-] kilograms."

"So thin?!" Er Shuo stared stupidly again. "How did my sister know?"

Song Ya blushed, how else would she know, she checked it out on the computer.

Fortunately, Er Shuo put all his attention on himself, and he said to himself in a broken voice: "Compared with Senior Zhao Yincheng, I am far behind..."

"Actually, being a model is very hard." Song Yayu said earnestly, from the bottom of her heart, she didn't really want the simple-minded Er Shuo to step into this circle. "Go to school well, be a scientist or something, that's great."

Er Shuo curled his lips, he didn't have the nerve to tell Song Ya that with his achievements in mathematics, physics and chemistry, he could drive all scientists to death.

The author has something to say: First of all, I would like to thank my Xiuxiu for stealing a five-thundering grenade for me! !

Thanks also to little Olivia for the loving big mine! !

And of course, every single one of your supports. . .In other words, why does it seem like it is about to end, no, no, this article is long, and many characters have not yet come out, please continue to support it!

Haha, Ershuo came out. . .By the way, "Second Master" is the nickname we gave here, right?