Open the door and get out of the car, then walk to the side and close the garage door, look at the car with the car covered with car, then walk to the side with the sound of roller shutters of the garage door, hesitate and reach out to pull the car cover.

Looking at the license plate of Seoul 0309 and the familiar car model, my lips pursed, reached out and touched it gently at the back of the car, raised my fingers and pulled it over the car cover again.

After finishing, he walked towards the small door on one side, then pushed it open and walked in.

“Uh…”

After turning on the light, Park Tae-young was stunned for a long time. She originally thought it would be very dirty, but yes, it was really dirty, but the two concepts of dirty are different.

It was supposed to be dust-stacked for a long time, but now it doesn't look like dust-stacked. If it weren't for the right keys, Park Tae-yeon would have suspected that he had gone to the wrong place.

Looking up at the ribbons hanging on the wall, shriveled balloons, and food that had not been cleaned up in the living room, this looks like a party.

Walking to the coffee table, looking at the wine bottle and food, Park Tae-yeon judged the time, it should be about a week.

After thinking about the date, the most meaningful festival for South Korea is November 11th, which is also the date for him and Xiaomeng to celebrate his birthday.

Of course, it was impossible for the little guy to hold this place. The two of them were in a room similar to that day, but the room was in Seoul.

Pepero Day, a popular chocolate bar in Korea, is almost like a lively festival on Valentine's Day. I have received many gifts from girls on this day before.

It was on this day this year that the women in the crew gave him no matter what. Who told Yoona to finish the filming, the girls gave him no scruples.

Walking directly out of the room and looking at the dining plates piled up in the sink, Park Tae-yeon turned on the faucet and rushed first, then turned around to find the garbage bag.

I guess I am my brother-in-law. Uh, I have developed a habit. I have been used to it since I was a habitual call him Jin Zhiyong from the Internet in my previous life.

I walked to the coffee table with the garbage bag. The leftover chocolate bars and various snacks on the table were poured in. Fortunately, I came here by myself, otherwise it would be a paradise for cockroaches, rats and maggots in a few days.

This uncle... Jin Zhiyong is very unreliable. It is probably the little guy who asked him to take care of the room here. Should I take a few photos and complain to the little guy?

According to the little guy's attitude of paying attention to this house, if he knew that Jin Zhiyong wasted this place like this, he would probably kill her brother.

Just thinking about it, I gave up this idea, and then I started to get busy. After sorting out the garbage, I started to climb up and down to remove the ribbons and balloons, put a bag again, and then put on an apron and gloves to clean the dining plate.

After everything was finished, he ran up to the second floor and checked it out, confirming that the other party was not brave enough to mess with the little guy's room. As for the guest room, he was too lazy to confirm.

After making a cup of coffee, he walked to the swing of the small garden. He looked very clean. He sat on it casually and swayed gently.

The weather is good today, and the air in Jeonju is much clearer than Seoul. Zhang Xuanyue in the sky is quietly hanging over the sky. It is almost 2 o'clock. After driving all the cars and cleaning, she is completely sleepy.

It has been 18 years since he returned from rebirth, and he has rarely had time to calm down and think about everything that has happened in the past 18 years.

Looking at the fence on one side, Park Tae-young's mouth raised, then stretched out his feet and left the swing.

I took a sip of coffee and walked to the place I remembered. I don’t know if it was Jin Zhiyong’s care, Xiaomeng arranged people regularly, or it was cleaned up relatively clean. However, the fence was not cleaned up, and it was covered with vines. However, due to the weather, it was also yellow. It was probably covered with green areas in the beginning of spring next year.

He reached out and pulled away the withered vines, watched the railing push down hard, and the railing was raised up with difficulty.

"It's all rusted." Park Tae-yeon let go and the railing slowly covered it back.

This is the door I left for the little guy at the beginning. I looked at the kindergarten next door and took a random shot of my palm on my trouser legs.

The kindergarten looks different from what I remember. Several buildings have been renovated, but Park Tae-yeon saw that it had not become another place, so it should still be opened.

After thinking about it, I took out my phone and took a photo at the railing, and then sent it directly.

It took less than a long time for the phone to vibrate. Park Tae-yeon didn't wait for the music to sound, and then stroked his fingers.

"I haven't fallen asleep yet?"

"My mom and the others just arrived home and called to report their safety. Unlike someone who ran away from home, don't you know that others will worry?"

"See? Where did a puppy have been hiking before?" Park Tae-yeon did not answer his sister's question. As for Yoona, he had sent a message as soon as he arrived before, and the little guy also sent it.

"Tsk, are you remembering the bitterness and sweetness?"

"hehe."

"I won't remind Ouni."

Park Tae-yeon was stunned when she listened to her sister's words, probably guessing why she was back.

"oh."

"Is it really there?"

"kindness."

"It's not counting whether she will see it. Even if she sees it, if it is really what I think, she will never find it. What are you like this? Give yourself an excuse? What are Oni?"

Park Tae-yeon held the phone and didn't say anything. He didn't know what the little guy was thinking, but it was probably different from what he was thinking. He took a sip of coffee again and took a breath of heat: "Well, maybe, it's just for himself to deceive himself?"

"Yona will be unhappy, you are trying to die."

"Yeah, maybe, I deserve it."

"Don't rely on me, I won't help you, and Oni can't get back."

Park Tae-yeon was silent and after a while, he spoke: "It's just impossible. If she finds me, so what if she is a bad person?"

"Don't think I'll help you, tell you, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Okay, I didn't want you to help me. If you really want to help, it's going to be a matter of the future."

"The back? You think beautifully! If you don't want me to help you, why are you harassed me in the middle of the night?"

Park Tae-yeon had already walked back to the swing and sat down again. This was also done by him and his sister.

He swayed gently: "I just miss the things I got in the past. I have been back for 18 years, and how many more years I have? Sometimes I think about it, I still have to live every day happily like when I first came back. I don't know when such a simple thing can't be done."

"Are you unhappy with Yoona?"

“...happy.”

"Haha, man, aren't satisfied?"

“…”

"I don't want to talk to a stinky man like you, I'm going to sleep."

"Yeah, good night!"

"snort."
Chapter completed!