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Chapter 942 When We Were Young
"Is it... here?"

Each was wearing a black suit, and the deep tone seemed to add a rigid and serious deserted color to this spring day.

In the wordless silence, the two of them passed by those people who stopped at different positions but looked strangely similar on their faces.

Everyone is very quiet.

Or in other words, here, no one speaks loudly, as if afraid of disturbing something.

It wasn't until he slowly walked up the old hardwood stairs in the columbarium to the second floor, and was led by Han Yu to a relatively remote corner, before a urn storage cabinet, that Father Jin couldn't help but whispered I asked a question.

His voice was also very low, and the light tone made it sound like he was talking to himself at first glance.

But after a while, Father Jin took another long and deep breath, raised his head, and there was a bit of inexplicable solemnity on his fat middle-aged face, and once again, he looked back at himself quietly as if confirming Han Yu asked in a low voice:
"Is it... here?"

Very strange.

Obviously both of them had stopped, but he didn't want to turn his head to take a look at the surrounding glass windows, but stubbornly chose to look at Han Yu in front of him.

It seems that only when Han Yu speaks to affirm something first, will he believe in certain facts that appear in front of him.

However, he did not wait for the answer that Father Jin was expecting.

After looking at each other very calmly with his so-called biological father for a few seconds, Han Yu's thin lips slightly pursed into a straight line.

He turned back without saying a word, and faced the urn storage cabinet at the deepest point in this corner on the second floor of the columbarium, which was right in front of the two of them.

From a distance, but through the wiped clean glass window, one can clearly see a well-placed photo frame in the middle shelf of the storage cabinet.

In the framed photo, there is a dignified and demure woman standing, facing the camera, the faint smile on her lips is like a warm sun in winter.

Han Yu walked forward quietly, folded his hands in front of him, and stared at the picture on the frame in the window without saying a word.

After a long time, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was meaningful and unspeakable. When he lowered his head, he pasted the bouquet he bought before he came in on the glass window.

The photo frame was newly bought earlier, and the photos in the frame were obtained from Park Ji-eun.

He knew that his performance would make Father Jin a little embarrassed, even embarrassed.

But knowing this, he still did it.

Sometimes he just doesn't want to talk, this is the case on the way here, especially after entering the columbarium he specially selected for Han Yishi.

If you don't want to say it, then don't say it.

His idea was simple.

And to be honest, he didn't know what kind of appearance he should put on Father Jin in this situation.

Since embarrassment is inevitable, there is no need to do superficial work.

Too much trouble, two people will be very uncomfortable.

Although it's a bit strange to say that, but with the relationship between them, there is really no need for the kind of hypocrisy and politeness that is similar to that of strangers.

Han Yu ignored himself, acting like no one else, did not anger Father Jin after all.

He didn't even show any of the annoyance a parent should have when his son or daughter offends him.

He just opened his mouth and stood behind, silently watching Han Yu raise his hand to caress the glass window, but he didn't seem to speak.

After a while, when he didn't get an answer, he moved quietly by himself, and looked carefully at the urn storage cabinet in front of Han Yu from a sideways angle.

In the light of the thin sunlight pouring in from the window, his stature, which became increasingly short and plump in his middle age, seemed to form a particularly sharp contrast with the tall, straight and slender figure in front of him.

However, this picture seems to have a strange sense of harmony.

Young people in their thirties, and middle-aged people in their 60s.

The two generations of men stood in a tandem, one behind the other, and their gazes finally converged on the graceful and moving figure in the window in the photo.

The emotions silently condensed in the depths of their eyes may be different, but they are all extremely strong, almost like a bewilderment.

Unknowingly, even if he just looked at her who was deeply engraved in his mind at that time, the eye sockets behind the glasses on Father Jin's face seemed to turn slightly red.

He gritted his teeth, lowered his head, clenched his hands, and finally said in a low voice, "...can you let me see her?"

"No."

Han Yu's answer was concise and firm.

"why?"

After taking a few deep breaths repeatedly, as if he had calmed down the turbulent mood in his heart, Father Jin raised his face again and looked at Han Yu's back. There was still no sign of anger in his expression. In an extremely earnest tone of discussion, he said in a low voice: "At least before you, I have preserved your even mother's ashes for so many years. Now... can I take a closer look at her?"

Han Yu looked back at him again, and asked, "Even if I let you see her again, what's the point?"

The thick eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

Father Jin stared at those calm black eyes for a long time, then pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "You look like a child in the rebellious period."

"That's not bad either."

Glancing at Father Jin indifferently, Han Yu turned around and strolled to the window on one side, looking through the glass at the scene below.

Under an old big tree with a dense canopy, a petite figure who is not conspicuous in the crowd is sitting on a stone bench obediently, and the fine silhouette of the sunlight passing through the branches and leaves falls on her body, making her appearance It looks more quiet and well-behaved.

Maybe because he thought of the current situation, he and Kim's father had the same opinion in advance, and they both wanted to keep Kim Taeyeon outside the columbarium.

The girl strangely did not raise any objections, and obediently obeyed their arrangement.

Until now, Han Yu didn't think about it, since she couldn't help her father, what was the reason for her to follow the two of them persistently.

Could it be that it was just to prevent any irreconcilable conflicts between him and Father Jin?

Maybe it's because of this.

However, with his and Jin's father's personalities, although it is impossible for any huge quarrel to happen, but judging from the current situation of the two of them, could the outcome of the matter be any better?
"do you hate me?"

Father Jin's soft voice sounded behind him.

He didn't look back, but just shook his head and said, "It's hard to tell. Whether it's something about my childhood, or... about my mother. I don't know whether I have any so-called resentment towards anyone in my heart. "

"Aren't you even willing to give me a chance to explain?" Father Jin's tone still sounded very low. If you listen carefully, there seems to be a hint of bitterness in that tone.

He raised his hand unconsciously and scratched his forehead. Han Yu still kept his indifferent tone without any emotional ups and downs. He looked down at Kim Taeyeon who was waiting for the two of them under the big tree, and said, "You seem to have been acting As if you were an innocent person. Of course, in fact, you did nothing, just made one choice after another. I don’t know if I hate you, but in the situation between us, Do you think there is anything else to explain?"

Father Jin fell silent when he heard the words, and after a while, he said again: "Of course."

"Huh?" Han Yu looked normal, "What?"

"You are not an illegitimate child, and there is no indecent relationship between your mistress and me."

Suddenly!
There was a soundless wave in the deep eyes that were still as calm as water.

Han Yu's figure remained motionless for a few seconds, and then he turned around to look at Father Jin who was looking at him with complex and gentle eyes.

The eyes, dazed and indescribable.

"I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but I couldn't find a good time. Only your aunt and I know about this matter. Others, even Zhixiong and Taeyeon..."

"okay."

Raising his hand, Han Yu directly interrupted Father Jin's words. Han Yu's face was tense, and his eyes were staring at Father Jin with a strange emotion gradually creeping up on his face. The palms were tightly clenched at an angle that no one could see.

"I just want to know... what do you mean by that just now? I'm not... an illegitimate child? So what am I to the family? You and my mother are not in an indecent relationship, so...you two, what is going on? What's the matter? Huh?!"

At the end of these words, Han Yu's tone obviously carried a bit of a harsh questioning feeling.

Under the shock of his mind, he lost control of his emotions for a while, all of which were captured by Jin's father.

He bowed his head in silence for a while, and when the anxiety and restlessness between Han Yu's brows was about to accumulate to a certain level, he closed his eyes and sighed, and said in a slightly hoarse voice:
"Although I don't know what kind of image I am in your mind. But...Zhiyu, no matter how miserable I am, what about your mate? Your mate, you definitely don't want to destroy others like that The woman of the family. In your heart, you can't and shouldn't think of her that way, that's absolutely not allowed."

All of a sudden, Han Yu was stunned.

Father Jin's words seemed to wake him up from a new perspective.

In the past, due to some thoughts that had already been deeply ingrained in his mind, he once ignored certain issues. It was not until today, when Father Jin brought it up, that he suddenly thought of it...

Out of the corner of his eye, he subconsciously aimed at the photo in the glass window next to him, looking at the gentle smile that seemed a little hazy in the refraction of the light on the glass.

Han Yu's mood surged inexplicably for a while.

Yes, that's right.

Because of Father Jin's words, he couldn't help but think of a question until today——

Even though I have never been in contact with that woman, she always seems to be so perfect in my impression. Would she really do something like that to meddle in other people's feelings?

(End of this chapter)