The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and Gu Heng exhaled.

As soon as he reached out, he carried someone back into his arms.

Although he was indeed a little impure in the morning, he couldn't think about those things all day long like a convenience store that was open for 24 hours a day.

Lin Yuner blinked and suddenly fell into deep thought.

This guy was really careless just now?

After thinking for two seconds, lowering her head, she buried her face in Gu Heng's arms without saying a word.

It's broken, I'm a pervert

As if feeling her thoughts, Gu Heng smiled softly and patted her ass, "The movie has begun."

After saying oh, Lin Yuner took the small snack bag on the coffee table into her hand as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the title text flashing on TV, she stuffed a piece of lyrics into Gu Heng's mouth and said, "The name of this movie documentary is so long."

"Dear, don't cross that river."

Gu Heng nodded, "Maybe the director used it from an ancient song."

The afterglow of the sunset fell in, and half of the living room was dyed with a faint golden color.

"Do you have the kind of flowers that can bloom all the time?" Lin Yuner gestded randomly.

Lin Yuner's face froze, she glanced at Lin Yunzhen, who was as dark as charcoal next to her, and said weakly, "Oni, this is really not what I taught him. I, I'll go cook first."

He lowered his head, Gu Heng kissed her on the cheek, and hugged her and shook her.

While continuing to drink tea, she looked at home bored.

"Be good," Lin's father touched his head, "Come in quickly, grandpa will prepare dinner for you."

"Leave some marks." Lin Yuner smiled gently, revealing her bright white teeth.

She subconsciously shivered, turned her face and glared at Gu Heng fiercely, "You dare!"

Lin Yunzhen held back her smile and patted Huang Zhihao's butt, "Why, can't you call anyone?"

When she was immersed in the documentary plot, she wiped a lot of tears.

"Then what expression did you have just now?" Lin Yuner was so angry that she tickled.

In late autumn, the sun sets early.

Lin Yuner stretched out her hand and pulled down the clothes on Gu Heng's shoulder a little.

Lin Yuner put the snack bag next to her and quickly calmed down.

Lin Yunzhen looked at someone with an expectant look and raised an eyebrow.

But in front of him, Lin Yuner was already in a state of being half-dirty.

【yoona】:?

Shaking his head, he continued, "Actually this is not right. Even if the ending is not very satisfactory, those processes are actually precious. It is probably the same for the old lady. The rest of the time may be a little lonely, but what I care more about in the first few decades of companionship."

Turning his face and seeing that Huang Zhihao, who was held in the air by Lin Yunzhen, was waving to her hard.

The river in front of the door rises in summer and falls in autumn.

I am still loving the old man after all.

Gu Heng laughed silently. He probably guessed Lin Yuner’s thoughts, “Don’t you always have no makeup in front of me every day?”

"Thank you, dad." Lin Yuner's eyebrows were curved.

When cleaning the fallen leaves in front of the door, I picked up a pile and threw it on her body, teasing her and playing with herself;

Pick the yellow flowers and put them on her temples, praising her for being beautiful;

When she was timid and nagging in the bathroom, she stood outside the toilet door and sang out of tune songs to her.

Lin Yuner leaned against Gu Heng and whispered, "Will we do this in the future?"

Lin's father looked at her in confusion, then smiled, "The climate temperature in Seoul in winter. I am not the iceberg snow lotus that I planted."

Children are filial, but sometimes they can't help but quarrel in front of the elderly, making them sad.

They began to prepare the clothes for the six children who had come to the other world in the past years and who had died and died early and went to another world in advance.

Their relationship has not changed, but time and time are always ruthless.

The story of a documentary is not complicated.

Before Lin Yuner could not help laughing out loud before she could even wipe her tears, and slapped his chest in annoyance, "Ah, are you coaxing me like a baby?"

"Yeah, there are still a few boxes of pork and beef I bought two days ago in the refrigerator, and you can also take it back."

Walking on the streets of Seoul, you can see everything from besides coffee shops, and cosmetics shops.

Unlike China, between lunch and dinner, South Koreans obviously attach more importance to supper, and even when attending weddings, they usually eat dinner.

He punched him, and Lin Yuner then got off the sofa and pulled the curtains open.

Lin Yunzhen rolled her eyes when she heard this, "Okay, call Dad "Grandpa first, I'll let Zhihao call you Nuna."

"I'll go and pull the curtain." Gu Heng touched her hair and was about to sit up from the sofa.

Lin Yuner narrowed her eyes.

Lin Yuner and the other two were changing their shoes at the entrance.

Perhaps it was from the time he saw the old couple prepare clothes for the deceased and separated children that he heard Lin Yuner's low sobs.

Huang Zhihao was watching children's cartoons on TV, focusing so much that he turned a blind eye to the outside world.

The Lin family’s dinner is not much different from the traditional South Korean family.

Rice, radish pickles, cold dishes, fish cakes, and a rice cake soup.

Gu Heng crossed his hands behind his head, "Make a little by yourself, or go to Aunt Jingshu's house to eat."

"I have to go home tonight and make an appointment with Ou Ni." She tilted her head and looked at her boyfriend.

"Dong Shinan?" Lin Yuner took out her phone and searched for the picture, raised her head and looked at Lin's father.

It's indeed a tear-jerking documentary.

【Gu Heng】: When you are going home, send me a message and I'll pick you up

Although young people in South Korea, both men and women, pay more attention to makeup and dress up.

After washing the dishes and chopsticks briefly, she unbuttoned her apron and returned to the living room.

They waited for the final farewell.

He looked at Lin's father in the living room on tiptoe. Huang Zhihao pulled the corner of Lin Yuner's clothes and asked in a low voice, "Auntie, if I call you Nuna, then should I call my grandfather and dad? But I already have a dad?"

"surprise!" Lin Yuner came into the position of the co-pilot and sent Dong Shinan to him and smiled brightly.

Gu Heng was not surprised and responded.

Huang Zhihao swallowed, "I'm not bad"

Lin Yuner silently threw pity on the little guy on the floor.

She took out the candy from her pocket and shook it at Huang Zhihao, "Another name?"

You don’t have to think about it now that your eyes should have swollen into fish bubbles.

Gu Heng laughed, "I said casually at that time, are you not busy enough? I also served a pot of flowers."

Ugly.

"What's this?"

Lin Yuner stretched in front of the window before she returned to the floor beside the sofa and sat down.

"Nothing happened," Gu Heng looked at the wall clock on the wall, "Come over quickly, don't be able to catch up with supper."

Lin Yuner stuck out her tongue and stuffed the candy to Huang Zhihao, then she got out of the car with her things.

Lin Yuner raised her head and put her chin on her chest, "In the end, the old lady was left alone in that small village, so lonely."

Lin Yuner curled her lips and simply wrote a good word.

Lin’s father has a hobby of growing flowers and green plants. Not only are there many on the balcony, but there are even several pots placed at the door of his house.

When Gu Heng confessed to her a while ago, he got drunk and told her in a daze what to plant a pot of flowers that can bloom all the time.

"Auntie!"

Gu Heng's eyebrows flashed with smiles.

Lin Yuner rolled down the car window and heard the little guy say hello loudly.

"No matter what story, I always like to jump to the last page first to see the ending. If it is not perfect, I will not read it anymore."

"It's too early? An Ni in the building next to me, the child was sent to school just as he could speak. We are already behind," Lin Yunzhen shook her head, "And Zhihao knows watching TV every day now. Yesterday, he asked me if he is the incarnation of light. I don't think he's very clever."

"No," Lin Yun'er hugged him and muttered, "It's good to be darker."

After pinching her slender fingers, Gu Heng chuckled in a low voice, "I'm afraid it's not OK. The old man and the old lady are both childish ghosts, and among us, you are the only childish ghosts."

"Will it be too early?" Lin's father hesitated.
To be continued...