"When I... was almost seven years old, I met Sister Yishi. She was the teacher my parents invited to me as a tutor."

At Park Ji-eun's home, Han Woo and the other two sat in the living room, holding a cup of hot tea in their hands, and quietly listening to Park Ji-eun's soft narration.

"However, my family is not a wealthy family," he said.

“Actually, my parents have been busy making a living since I was a kid and have no time to take care of me.”

"As Sister Yi Shi, her family happened to be my neighbor at that time. The neighborhood relationship was much closer than it is now. Basically, everyone knows who has a child who has something."

"At that time, I was not afraid that you would laugh at me. My homework was not very good. Sister Yi Shi was a famous talented woman in our place. She was not only beautiful but also had a gentle personality. With a scholarship, she was admitted to the Jinlan Girls' High School affiliated with Lihua University. My family lives very close to her family, and I don't know how the two families discussed it. Anyway, since I was seven years old, Sister Yi Shi started to be a tutor for me. My friendship with Sister Yi Shi also started at that time."

"The reason why it is said to be a tutor rather than a voluntary tutoring is that in fact, the situation of Sister Shi's family seems to be worse than that of my family. Sister Shi's later admitted to Lihua's tuition, but she still relies on the scholarships and working money she has saved."

"So, more or less, well...what to say, oh, by the way, we still have a 'employment relationship'."

"Of course, given that Sister Yi Shi was just a high school student at that time, and the relationship between our two families was just a symbolic reward. In my opinion, I found Sister Yi Shi, a tutor like Sister Yi Shi, which is worth the money. No matter what the problem is, I will explain it to me patiently. Whenever I go to her, I can ask questions. It's really nice to treat people."

"This is more than that. At that time, many times, as long as my parents didn't have time to go home to take care of me, my meal was solved by Sister Shi. We cooked together, and then the two of them ate together in a small bed of rice with their bowls, talking and laughing. Now thinking about it... it was great at that time."

"Naturally, the relationship between Sister Yi Shi and I accumulated."

"Can you imagine?"

"A person from Chu Ding (primary school student) to Gao Ding (high school student), he has an older sister who looks like a relative to accompany him."

"That's right, it was from Chu Ding to Gao Ding. During those ten years, Sister Yi Shi was admitted to university, then graduated and found a job, but the two of us never broke off contact. Even though the work began to become very busy, Sister Yi Shi still did not quit the "job" that served as my tutor... She has been tutoring me by my side."

Speaking of this, Park Ji-eun pursed his lips slightly, held the teacup in both hands and placed it on his knees, lowered his head inexplicably, and temporarily held the conversation down.

Then, she raised her head and Han Yu and the others smiled very gently, raised their chins, gestured to the two of them, directing their eyes to the big photo frame that was on the table, and continued to say in her mouth: "This photo was taken by me with her when Sister Shi graduated from Lihua University."

A complicated expression suddenly surged on his handsome face. Han Yu pursed his lips and said nothing, but just lowered his eyes and turned his gaze to the large photo frame standing on the table.

Although Park Ji-eun just covered up very well, Han Yu's eyes still keenly captured the slight redness of her eyes...

"It's really. Look at Screenwriter Park, you put this photo in such a conspicuous place at home. It seems that you and Han..."

Halfway through his speech, Yin Zhi paused, as if he had remembered something. The programmatic and calm expression on his face changed slightly. He turned his head unconsciously and looked at Han Yu, who seemed to have nothing strange on his face. Then he pursed his red lips and stopped talking.

Ignoring the gaze of the female agent, Han Yu looked at the little girl holding Han Yishi's arm in the photo with a quiet look. She really saw a trace of Park Ji-eun's shadow from her eyebrows and eyes. Her deep eyes seemed to be deeper in an instant, and she exhaled lightly: "It seems... Park writer, you have a good relationship with my mother."

"What Park Editor? It's called Ji Eun!"

Park Ji-eun glared at him and threw out a sentence that made Han Yu's face froze.

Then, Park Ji-eun's expression eased, nodded, and said with emotion in his tone: "My mother and I have more than just a good relationship. For me, Sister Yi Shi is not just a teacher, but the eldest sister of the neighbor's house, she is more like my real relative. When I was a child, every time I was sick, the people who sat by my bed and accompanied me were almost all Sister Yi Shi, who was my real sister. So--"

Speaking of this, Park Ji-eun glared at the handsome face opposite him again, and said in a warning tone: "I am quite your aunt. Remember to call me Sister Ji-eun from now on! I hugged you when you were a child!"

“…”

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Han Yu subconsciously turned his head to look at the female agent beside him.

Although Yin Zhi didn't show any expression on his face, Han Yu could easily see a little upturned curve from her red lips, and couldn't help but glar at Queen Yin.

Then, he pursed his lips and turned his head to look at Park Ji-eun, who was sitting opposite him with an upset look on his face. He hesitated for a moment and said, "That's all, Park wrote you..."

"It's Sister Ji'en!"

"..." Han Yu raised his hand and touched his nose, hesitated for a moment, and said helplessly: "Zhi... Sister Zhien, are you a good friend with my mother?"

"Well—" Park Ji-eun responded reluctantly and then added: "Actually, they are good sisters!"

"So, Ji, Sister Ji Eun, what did you mean by finding me?"

"Sister Yishi..."

After hearing Han Yu's tentative question, Park Ji-eun's face suddenly dimmed. He rubbed the teacup in his hand, lowered his head and whispered: "Didn't she die of illness back then? Things were too sudden... Because at that time, Sister Yi Shi had not contacted me for a while, so I didn't know the news until a while later. At that time, Sister Yi Shi's parents had long passed away, and there were no other relatives around me. I thought of you again... Your father was not by your side, and you had no support, so I thought about finding you first. But... I don't know where Sister Yi Shi brought you at the last moment, so I found nothing after searching for it for a long time... At that time, I was just a student, and I could only bury this thought in my heart first and never forget it. Now look, it turns out that you were adopted by Yoona's family in his youth..."

Just now, she was just excited because of reunion with Han Yu. Now that she calmed down, she suddenly thought of the previous entertainment news about Han Yu, and immediately understood where Han Yu was going back then. As she spoke, she couldn't help but sigh and pity.

Being adopted and dependent on others will probably not be a good encounter for Han Yu, no matter what the news says.

"...What disease did my mother die because of?"

"Don't you know?"

Park Ji-eun glanced at Han Yu who was pursing his lips tightly, and couldn't help but sigh and said softly, "Although Sister Yi Shi is very good, beautiful, and good at studying, she is not good at being young and has congenital heart disease. In addition, in order to maintain her studies, she often worked several jobs alone when she was young. Until she gave birth to you, her body seemed to be completely weak. I don't know very well how she died, but thinking about it, it should be related to her weakness and heart disease."

First…congenital heart disease?

Suddenly, Han Yu's pupils seemed to shrink slightly, and his hands, which were originally closed on his legs, suddenly tightened.

He couldn't help but think of the face wearing a veil in his mind, which had been blurred, and his eyes fell to the gentle figure on the photo on the table in front of him.

Although the two faces had no similarities, there was no connection between them and Han Yu.

But for some reason, I looked at "her" in my eyes and thought of another "her" in my mind. These two completely different faces seemed to gradually overlap in front of me.

Even though he seemed to be completely different in front of them, the gentle eyes they looked at themselves were so similar...

Is that true?

Yes, heart disease...
Chapter completed!