Takes a long time to set off and arrive. Moreover, it was given a few days' notice. In this way, when they landed in front of the house, they were greeted at the door.
Nanren was stunned, not expecting this interest and enthusiasm. But then she gave a bitter smile.
His family had always had such enthusiasm for him, so with what blind eye had he sought ulterior motives in them?
"Come in" dark chestnut hair is the same as Naraf's. This woman was quite attractive despite the scars she left on her face over the years. If her mother had a radiant air, this woman had a serene feeling that was calm and dull, exuding woody scent and comforting.
It was tainted with the faint scent of incense, and the scent had a pleasantly calming effect.
Nadar came out, even from his expression, his joy was clear and unmistakable. She was advancing with excitement when she suddenly became as rigid as a statue. His eyes flickered back and forth between Yun and Nanren, and he finally withdrew with a constipated expression.
It wasn't good at all.
Her only brother had been kidnapped before she could even be with him!
Yun wanted to think she had been tricked by she, but no. Unfortunately, she knew well about her brother's flesh-eating and bone-spitting disposition. True, unfortunately his younger brother was responsible and guilty of all this. He swallowed for a moment, thinking of his father's harsh nature.
Knowing that his brother was once in the Ji family, he was commissioned by his father to get closer to Yun and get news. As far as he knew, Yun was not a naive person who would never compromise himself or be harmed. After all, it was obvious what he had done. He has officially written his name in history. The stereotype of the living legend. Such a person was with his brother, was he undeserving? Definitely not!
Would his father still think that way? No!
His father was a bit old-fashioned and probably wouldn't have accepted it had he died. Damn, how would he know?! If there had been news earlier, he would have warned the two of them, but now it was too late.
Moreover, with Nanren's stubbornness and Yun's determination, reconciliation was unacceptable.
In this way, Naraf began to break out in a cold sweat.
***
As he entered, a man, slightly larger than his father, emerged from inside. A slender man like Nanren had such an old and book-smelling father.
The eyes behind the square glasses are still as bright and energetic as the youth. Moreover, he seemed blessed with the light of wisdom that the youth lacked. Although Nanren's seeing eyes visibly softened, his eyes trembled as he saw the person behind him.
The second son of the Ji family, of course, was a famous person and such a hospitality would be an honor.
He invited her in, calmly and gravely.
Yun was stunned by his kindness. Moreover, even if this family does not match the impression in mind at all. It was friendly and comfortable.
Even Nanren couldn't help but grimace when he looked back at the familiar place he'd seen all these years later.
There was a slight smell of medicine when inside. Even though he was pale, Nanren felt the flames of anxiety burning within him. And without anyone noticing, he cornered Naraf and asked.
Fortunately, it was just a soothing medicine scent.
Naren was relieved.
When the two of them took a seat and sat down, Yun was calm and dignified. The more reticent Nanren was, the more she sweated inside.
At least he wanted that approval. Wouldn't it be better if the family accepted? But he didn't know how to start, and he was in a rush to death.
Finally, his father calmly opened the conversation.
"How are you ?" Even in the obvious calm tone, it was easy to pick out the worry particles. Nanren became even more addicted, feeling for a moment warming up.
It was as if the distance of years was nothing compared to real feelings.
"I'm fine" wore a faint smile on his face, and his lack of emotional stinginess stopped his father's eyes from trembling. He seemed suddenly relieved, and there was an even more intimate atmosphere of conversation. Yun listened patiently and with interest, without getting bored, as father and son suddenly quenched the longing for years.
Until all of a sudden the man's gaze and subject were turned to him. He stood up slowly, his walking stick in his hand. Even if he had no difficulty walking, perhaps he was using it because it was comfortable to use.
He came closer and bowed his head deeply, as if in gratitude.
"I am so grateful for taking care of him so far" his voice was as kind as a father's son, and Yun was stunned by this sudden behavior, waving his hands and refused.
"No, no that-ah" was all she could get up and say, "It's okay."
The man replied with a simple smile.
When they sat down again, this time her mother brought up the subject. Even his calm tone vaguely glued the mood and made one focus. He seemed like a good talker.
-To be continued-