Chapter 8 Her True Identity 4
My parents took turns holding my head in their arms and rubbing it for a long time before they let me go. My face turned red.
"Don't be like this, Mom and Dad, the seniors are watching us."
It was quite embarrassing for them to see such a childish scene.
At this time, my parents finally reacted.
"This is Jing Fengyin, he has very good grades and makes great desserts. His name is Qian Yuefang, he has a very cheerful personality, but he is a little narcissistic, loves taking selfies, and is very good at sweet talk. Mom, you are so beautiful, you have to be careful. The last one is Xing Yeliu, he looks cold, but he is actually a very nice person."
I introduced Xing Yeliu and the others to my parents one by one.
First, my mother, Ms. Wei Xianxian, glanced at the three of them, and then took the lead to walk to Jing Fengyin who was standing in the front, shook hands with him warmly, showed a bright smile, and said: "Welcome, welcome! I heard from Wei Ya that you are a senior in the same club as her, and you are the first in the grade. It's amazing. My child is troubling you..."
"I dare not... Auntie, you are too polite."
This was the first time I saw Jing Fengyin looking nervous and shy.
"Hey, this stylishly dressed pretty boy is called Qian Yuefang?"
"Hello, beautiful auntie. You can just call me Ah Yue or Xiao Yue Yue. I didn't expect you to be so young. It's such a great honor to meet you!"
Qian Yuefang took off her sunglasses. As expected, she is very sweet-talker and kind-hearted. She made my mother very happy with just a few words.
"Oh, this guy is really tall!"
Mom walked up to Xing Yeliu and raised her hand to indicate her height.
"Hello, Auntie. I'm Xing Yeliu."
Xing Yeliu greeted briefly.
His mother looked at him in amazement and said, "You have such beautiful eyes! Tsk tsk, I don't know how my daughter became friends with such a handsome guy like you..."
While my mother praised others, she also didn't forget to belittle me.
"Mom, I'm not bad either! How can you say that about your own daughter?" I protested dissatisfiedly.
My father, Lin Xiangchong, who likes to pretend to be deep and steady, scanned Xing Yeliu and the others with a gaze that was like a human body scanner. Xing Yeliu and the others felt this gaze and stood up straight. Even Qian Yuefang, who was always carefree, straightened her back and looked straight, like a good boy.
"Daughter, is this the senior you praised so much on the phone? He's not that great, just a fresh-faced boy. Don't be fooled..."
After looking at me, Dad leaned close to my ear, but before he could finish his words, Mom grabbed the flesh around his waist hard.
"Hey, wife, what are you doing?"
"We have distinguished guests, so of course have to prepare a table of delicious food to entertain them! I asked you to come with me to help, but why were you whispering to your daughter? Come here quickly——"
Mom suddenly got angry, grabbed Dad by the collar, waved at the stunned Jing Fengyin and the other two, and walked into the kitchen with a smile. Dad, who had tried to put on a majestic attitude at the beginning, probably had his image completely gone at this moment.
I led everyone to the third floor, where there was a small living room with a sofa and a TV, a large bedroom and a small bedroom that could be used as a guest room.
"The third floor has two guest rooms, one large and one small. There is a toilet, but no washroom. If you want to take a shower, you have to go to the second floor!"
Our home is in a tourist town, so during the peak season we rent out the extra guest rooms to some independent travelers to supplement our household expenses. The third floor was originally reserved for travelers. In addition to the living room and bedroom, there is also a large viewing platform.
The front half of the first floor is the store, cooking room, and living room, and the second floor is our family's living space.
Jing Fengyin and Qian Yuefang chose a large room with two beds, while Xing Yeliu chose a small room. After they settled down, put away their luggage, and rested for a while, they followed me to the large living room on the first floor.
Mom and Dad were still busy in the kitchen, and there were bursts of "bang bang" sounds coming from inside. Jing Fengyin asked me if I wanted to go in and help, but I persuaded her not to.
"My mother is the only queen in the kitchen. Everyone who enters has to bow down to her. Senior Yin, you will regret it if you go there."
I took out the desserts baked in the store, laid them out, and made tea for them.
"Viya, how do we ask your parents later?"
Qian Yuefang fell on the sofa holding a pillow.
"Well, let's see if they still remember their time at Earl Rose. If they don't remember, there's no point in asking them." I thought about it and replied.
I think there's a 90% chance that mom and dad don't remember .
"That's right, we don't need to take a roundabout way, but there's no need to create unnecessary complications before we confirm that they know about Earl Rose." Jing Fengyin also agreed with me.
"What about you, Xing Yeliu..."
I wanted to ask Xing Yeliu's opinion, but I found out that Xing Yeliu was not there.
Huh? Why did he end up at the display cabinet on one side of the living room? He seems to be studying something...
In addition to my parents' travel souvenirs, there was only -
Ah, wait!
"No, no, don't look—"
I ran over in horror and stood in front of Xing Yeliu with my arms open.
This display cabinet also displays various photos of me from my childhood to my teenage years - my mother is an excellent dessert maker, but her photography skills are terrible, so she takes a commemorative photo of me every year, and every time she takes a photo, it seems like her soul is captured away.
For example, the photo of me pouring ramen on my head when I was 1 year old, the photo of me falling flat on my face when I was 4 years old, the photo of me having super ugly bangs when I was 12 years old, the photo of me attending a costume party with my friends when I was 15 years old, and dressing up as Cinderella's stepmother...
Those are all painful memories for me!
I complained countless times and asked for my photos to be removed from the display shelves, but it was useless in front of my mother, Her Majesty the Queen.
My mother firmly believed that it was proof of her love for me.
Well, no outsiders would come here before, so it would be fine if my family or relatives came to see me and smiled, but if Xing Yeliu saw me...
I can't wait to jump into the sea!
"Tell me, Xing Yeliu, you didn't see anything!" I was disheartened, but still spoke to Xing Yeliu in a hypnotic tone.
"Oh, but I saw everything."
Xing Yeliu said with a smile on his face, and even his shoulders trembled.
"What? Liu, what did you see? Why is Wei Ya so nervous?"
"Hey, is there something we can't see? Let me see it too!"
Oh no, Jing Fengyin and Qian Yuefang also came over to watch the fun.
"Nothing! Nothing! Go back..."
I tried to stretch my arms and even jumped to block their sight. However, these three guys had long arms and legs. I blocked Qian Yuefang's sight. Jing Fengyin had already picked up a photo frame from a high place. After looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but cover his mouth, turned his head, and his shoulders trembled. Finally, laughter came out of his mouth.
"Senpai-san—"
I yelled in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, but, Weiya, this photo of you is too... too magical!" Jing Fengyin used a strange word to describe the photo of me playing Cinderella's stepmother.
"Hahaha, my God! This hairstyle is so ugly..." Qian Yuefang also took a photo frame while I wasn't paying attention. He held the photo and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.
“Ah, that one is also funny…Viya, these photos of yours are amazing!”
Jing Fengyin's laughter at this moment makes me want to cry.
"Hahaha……"
Xing Yeliu , who had never laughed before, suddenly laughed, startling us. He was holding a photo of me with my mouth wide open, revealing my missing front teeth, sitting on a stone lion like a fool, and posing like a flying horse waving a whip.
"You are so mean..."
It has been seen, there is no point in me trying to stop it.
I lowered my arms, feeling very depressed.
The three guys across from me were still laughing.
Especially Xing Yeliu, it was the first time I saw him smile so brightly and happily, as if the North Pole welcomed the spring with flowers blooming for the first time.
I stared at him blankly, and suddenly felt that those photos were worth it if they could get that guy such a bright smile.
