“A...Abonim...”

“Ryeowook ah, who is this? Why was he doing that to you? Are you two dating?” The man asked fiercely.

Knowing that Kyuhyun and his father never had a good moment together in the past, Ryeowook quickly came to his ex husband's defense.

“Appa, it's nothing. I was hurt in the finger and my classmate, Kyuhyun helped me, that's all.”

“Your name is Kyuhyun?”

Kyuhyun bowed politely and said “Neh...”

“I know our Ryeowook is beautiful but don't you think of taking advantage of my son. He is going to be a great pianist so don't disrupt his heart or you will get it from me. Do you understand?”

“Third person...” Kyuhyun whispered.

“Mwo?” Ryeowook's father said.

“Nothing. I understand, abonim. Ryeowook and I are just friends nothing more.” Kyuhyun said helplessly. Ryeowook's father was the third person that told him that he cannot love Ryeowook since they returned to the past. He is sick of hearing that....

“You better be.” The man glared at him before leaving for the backstall.

Ryeowook relaxed and giggled after seeing Kyuhyun's pale face. “Even travelling back time, you are still scared of my father.”

“I am not scared. I am being polite.”

“Yeah right... Get going if you got nothing else to do or my appa may chase you away with a broom.”

Kyuhyun looked to the back worried that his father in law may sneak on him behind.

“May sure to use a bandaid on your wound. I better get going!” Kyuhyun ran away in a hurry.

Ryeowook giggled as he watched him run away.

“What are you laughing at?”

“Omma!” Ryeowook went to hug his mother tightly, he clinged on his mother whenever he get the chance since he lost her once in the real time.

“Why have you become so clingy lately?”

“Because I love Omma best!”

“What about your Appa?” Ryeowook's father joined them as he carried a box of mangoes out.

“I love appa too!”

“So it's us or that Kyuhyun?” Appa caught Ryeowook off guard.

“Ky...I mean of course its you two!”

“You better mean it! That boy... I don't like him. He's too perfect. You will suffer with him.”

“What boy?” Omma asked.

“There's no boy, Omma. Appa, didn't you say to him that I'm too good for him?” Ryeowook pouted.

“Of course I had to say that. Didn't you see his attire? It's all branded. He must be from a rich family. We are an ordinary family, we should not be mixing with them or our peace will be disrupted. Moreover, you will be leaving for italy next year on scholarship, don't cause trouble.” Appa warned.

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