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Chapter 542 Remember to go home early
The next day—

"Boom."

As Han Yu put the suitcase in his hand on the floor of the room, Mama Zheng, who was standing beside him, nodded, and then turned her head with great interest to look at the guest room that Han Yu packed up last night.

After a while, she couldn't help turning her head in surprise and said to Han Yu: "Not bad, it seems that you have been able to do some housework by yourself after returning to China? I thought you would be the same as before, just tidy up casually." Rubbish or something, I don’t even know how to change the bed cover.”

As she spoke, Mama Zheng seemed to recall something interesting, she pursed her lips and glanced at Han Yu with a smile, her mature and beautiful face showed a kindness and tenderness that made Han Yu feel a little strange.

"cough……"

It seems that he is not quite used to himself, so he has so many elders who are equivalent to "O-mother". Facing Mama Zheng's slightly teasing eyes while smiling, Han Yu looks quite awkward and restrained. After raising his hand to touch his nose, his eyes couldn't help moving down, and landed on the pair of small slippers on Zheng's mother's feet.

There are only a few pairs of slippers in his house, and they only bought this pair of small size ones, which are the pair of slippers that are exclusive to Zheng Xiujing...

"Sure enough, you still make me feel comfortable here."

Not noticing the strange look on Han Yu's face, Zheng's mother gracefully sat on the bed that Han Yu had made, and began to bend slightly to pack her luggage.

While taking out the things she brought from the opened suitcase, she said dissatisfiedly: "I don't know if it's been a long time since I returned to China, and it's strange that I'm not used to coming back suddenly. The smell of the air freshener in the hotel I stayed in yesterday was too strong, which kept me from sleeping well. It’s because your child does things more like me, as long as the room is clean and tidy, why do you make so much..."

While speaking, Mama Zheng took out two items from the suitcase and placed them neatly on the bedside table beside her.

Han Yu glanced subconsciously, but suddenly, his eyes stopped involuntarily.

Those were two picture frames that had been wiped clean.

A photo seemed to be a family portrait, and on it, Han Yu saw two familiar faces at a glance.

Zheng Xiujing, Maomao, and Zheng Xiuyan, these two girls surrounded Zheng's mother and a middle-aged man with smiles on their faces. If nothing else, it should be Zheng's father.

Of course, Han Yu also scanned a face that he was extremely familiar with...

The slender and tall figure stood a little far away from the Zheng family sitting in the center of the photo, with his hands in his pockets, revealing a little aloofness in his personality.

However, on that handsome and familiar face, Han Yu still saw a faint but very sincere smile, which was enough for Han Yu to confirm some remaining doubts in his heart.

As for the other photo, that was the reason why Han Yu's eyes really stopped.

Compared with the family portrait, there are only two figures in this photo, and the picture seems a little deserted.

There were two figures, one of them was sitting on the European-style bench with a slightly languid posture, while the other was standing tall and straight behind the bench.

Both of them were dressed in black quite uncharacteristically, a black dress and a black suit, but they looked unexpectedly coordinated.

The elegant smile on that mature and beautiful face and the light smile on the handsome face behind her complement each other, even though the screen is filled with cold tones, there seems to be a faint warmth surging around the two of them ...

Just looking at the photo of himself and Zheng's mother with some ecstasy, Han Yu felt an indescribable complex feeling in his heart.

On the one hand, this photo of the two alone seems to have further proved to Han Yu the close relationship between himself and Zheng’s mother in the past. With a handsome face, Han Yu felt very strange.

Because he knew that the slender figure standing behind Mama Zheng like a guardian in the photo was, in a sense...not him at all.

At least, at the time, it wasn't him.

At that time, he was still a man called Leo, or Jin Zhiyu, Lin Yunyu.

Someone once said that "every person's name is his/her face." The more names a person has, the more faces they seem to have, and the number of identities increases accordingly.

The consequences of this often mean that too many unknown secrets have accumulated on that person.

And secrets are generally accompanied by people's curiosity.

Be curious about yourself.

Han Yu had never thought of this kind of thing before.

But now, something that sounds absurd actually happened to him.

So I have to say that at this moment, when I look at "him" as "him", the feeling in Han Yu's heart is really subtle.

In fact.

The reason why Han Yu easily agreed to Mrs. Zheng's move in yesterday was not only because he had no reason to reject his elder, who was still very strange to him, but also because The relationship between Zheng Mama and Lin Yunyu, or Jin Zhiyu.

Although he doesn't know the specific story between himself and the Zheng family, Han Yu at least knows one thing now, that is, to him, Mama Zheng should not just be an elder who has been kind to him.

When a child who lacks maternal love since childhood meets a mother-like elder who treats him like his own son, Han Yu himself does not know exactly what kind of strong feelings will arise.

But what he understands better is that if Madam Zheng was really treated like a mother by Lin Yunyu, that is, himself, then his past self must have almost infinite tolerance for her.

From this point of view, Han Yu has no reason to reject Mama Zheng.

It is he who wants to accept everything about Jin Zhiyu wholeheartedly. Naturally, he must accept and bear the bond and fate with the Zheng family.

And even if these reasons were removed, as far as Mama Zheng cared about her performance yesterday, Han Yu really couldn't let herself reject this elder.

So yesterday Han Yu agreed to Mama Zheng's request without much hesitation. Even now, he still feels embarrassed and uncomfortable about Mama Zheng's stay.

For a person who has not lived with his mother since he was a child, whether it was before or now, it is really difficult for Han Yu to live with such an elder of the opposite sex.

……

"what happened?"

Noticing Han Yu's staring eyes, Mama Zheng, who was packing her luggage, also turned her head to take a look, and immediately the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and there was no embarrassment on her face. While continuing to sort out the things at hand, he directly explained to Han Yu softly: "When you leave home, no matter how long or short the time is, you must keep the photos of your family with you. When you were young, these words I just told you."

"...um, um, I see."

A look of embarrassment flashed across his face unconsciously, and Han Yu raised his hand to touch his nose again, standing beside Zheng's mother unnaturally.

Speaking of it, I don't know if it is a common problem of all mothers in the world. In their eyes, their children are always the same as when they were young.

Han Yu was not surprised by Zheng's mother's attitude towards him without prejudice, but one thing, if he remembered correctly, Lin Yunyu was in his teens when he went to study in the United States, but it turned out that Zheng's mother said, But still a "child", this is really...

"Oh! Almost forgot this."

Suddenly, Zheng's mother, who was packing her luggage, let out a soft cry, and Han Yu watched her take out a beautifully packaged long box from the suitcase and handed it to him.

"Birthday gift, you were not in the United States before, and you didn't answer your mobile phone in the United States. I thought you had something to do, so I left the birthday gift in your house in the United States. I only found out about you the day before yesterday. I’m back in the country, so when I came over, I took it with me in my luggage.”

Let Han Yu hold the long box, Mama Zheng stood up immediately, stretched out her plain hand to open the box lid, took out a well-made white shirt from inside, opened it with both hands, put it on Han Yu's body, While gesturing, he still complained softly, "You kid, you used to say that you were busy with work and didn't even have time to go home to celebrate your birthday, so I can only sew according to my memory. Do the ones I gave you fit..."

"..."

Hearing Mama Zheng's displeased words, Han Yu blinked blankly, subconsciously lowered his head to look at the white shirt that was draped over his chest, and while his heart was complicated, his gaze also keenly caught A detail on this shirt.

On the collar of the shirt, a "J" pattern is carefully embroidered with silk thread.

Suddenly, a question deep in Han Yu's mind that was almost forgotten by him was solved.

When he was arranging the clothes that Jin Zhiyu brought back to China, he was very puzzled that he only brought some suits and shirts, and on those shirts, there was a "J" pattern embroidered on them. At that time, he thought it was some expensive brand of clothes .

As a result, Han Yu didn't understand until now.

Jin Zhiyu is obviously not short of money. Since he applied to change his nationality before, he probably wants to live in Korea permanently. It doesn't take much to know that he should have a lot of luggage in the United States.

Clothes can be repurchased in Korea, but the clothes that Mama Cheng sewed for herself are unique.

That's why Jin Zhiyu brought a pile of seemingly useless clothes when he was carrying such a box of convenient luggage.

For Jin Zhiyu, it is obviously an item with a very different meaning.

As a result, Han Yu completely ignored this point at the beginning, thinking that it was because of the brand that Jin Zhiyu brought back the pile of clothes.

But thinking about it carefully, Han Yu's original idea was "right".

For Jin Zhiyu, Mama Zheng's handiwork is probably a "brand" that cannot be discarded...

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Looking up and seeing the inexplicable smile on Han Yu's face looking down at the shirt she sewed for him, Zheng's mother blinked strangely, continued to gesture with her shoulder width, and asked casually: "No Do you like this style?"

"No."

Han Yu shook his head when he heard the words, then raised his head with a smile and looked at Zheng Mama who was standing in front of him, and replied softly: "It's just that this is the first time I have received such a gift after amnesia, so... It feels kind of weird."

As he said that, the little smile on the corner of Han Yu's mouth became inexplicably stronger, and there seemed to be an inexplicable light shining in the black eyes looking at Mama Zheng.

"is it?"

Hearing Han Yu's answer, Mama Zheng, who was holding a shirt in her hand, blinked lightly, her eyes flicked on Han Yu's face, and the corners of her lips suddenly turned up imperceptibly Qiao, lowered his eyes to carefully observe the size comparison between the shirt in his hand and Han Yu's body shape, and said casually in his mouth: "Also... It seems that your feeling should be really 'weird', from yesterday to now , I finally saw your child's smile."

Immediately, Han Yu, who still had a faint smile subconsciously on his face, was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized something, blinked his eyes in a panic, pursed his lips, and turned his head to look at the clock on the wall. I just remembered something, turned around and said hurriedly to Mama Zheng, who was looking at me with an obvious smile of unknown meaning: "That, that, Aunt Zheng, I..."

"Excuse_me?"

"..."

Facing Mama Zheng's cold face that suddenly changed her face and those eyes staring straight at him, the expression on Han Yu's face froze slightly. After taking a deep breath, he slowed down his speech and continued. Said: "Well... You should be able to solve the rest of the matter yourself? You can use the things at home if you need them. I'm going to Yangzhou to shoot now."

After finishing speaking, Han Yu didn't even look at Mama Zheng, and quickly turned around to go to the first floor to pick up the things he wanted to bring.

As a result, at this moment, a cry from behind made Han Yu's footsteps stop abruptly.

"What are you anxious about, kid? Wait a minute."

"..."

Pursing his lips again, Han Yu immediately turned his head to look helplessly, but he couldn't help being stunned when he saw this.

Mama Zheng took out a small black bag from her suitcase, zipped it up, and walked over to hand it to Han Yu.

"This...this is?"

Han Yu blinked blankly, and stretched out his hands carefully to take the small black bag handed to him by Zheng's mother. It was quite heavy at first, and he didn't know what it was.

"It's yam juice."

After handing the bag to Han Yu casually, Mama Zheng turned around and walked back to the bed to continue packing her luggage, and her answer that sounded quite casual made Han Yu stunned again.

"Mountain, yam juice?"

"Well, yam juice."

The expression on Zheng's mother's face didn't seem to change, and she didn't turn her head to look at Han Yu with a dazed face. She just packed her luggage in her hands and said relatively relaxedly: "According to your child's personality, you should You got up early and prepared to pick me up at the hotel? You must have missed breakfast. You are a bit picky, and the hotel doesn’t have many ingredients, so I just squeezed some yam juice for you. It’s quite fresh, you can drink it on the road , Wait until Yangzhou to eat something."

"..."

Subconsciously looked down at the small black bag in his hand, his deep black eyes blinked lightly, and then his thin lips were imperceptibly pursed together, Han Yu raised his head and looked at the person in front of him. The elegant figure in the distance paused, and then said: "Then... thank you."

"What are you talking about? Since when have you been so alien to me?... Oh! That's right."

Suddenly, Madam Zheng, who was folding clothes in her hands, stopped Han Yu who was about to turn around and leave. She looked at the handsome face at the door looking at her with a complicated and puzzled expression, and blinked her clear eyes lightly. A touch of unspeakable kindness was quietly pouring out of the mature and beautiful face.

"Remember... go home early."

"..."

For a moment, his breathing seemed to be inadvertently short, and Han Yu stared straight at the gentle smile that was bathed in the sun and happily blooming towards him. After a moment of silence, he suddenly lowered his head slightly, pursed his lips, He answered in a low voice with some ambiguity in his mouth.

"……Um!"
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(End of this chapter)