Sweet Home's start time is set back one month

After the dinner in Room 1408, Lee Eun-woo and Jung Jae-heon went home, while Kim Dae-jung followed Park Se-ri back to Room 1411.

In Room 1411, Park Se-ri poured a cup of warm water from the electric kettle, blew it gently, and handed it to Kim Dae-jung, who took a sip and returned the cup to her.

Park Se-ri put the cup on the table and asked caringly, "How are you? You must feel uncomfortable after drinking so much soju, right?"

Kim Dae-jung pressed his forehead, looking uncomfortable, and sighed, "I underestimated Lee Eun-woo's character. With her character, her future life will be very difficult."

[She should be doubly poisoned by society! Grass is a plant. 】

After that, he lay on Park Se-ri's bed.

Park Se-ri's bed seemed to be like magic. As soon as he lay down, sleepiness crept into his head. He didn't have the strength to get up no matter what he said, and even his consciousness was a little fuzzy.

[This bed is so soft, much better than the mattress at home, big and soft. ]

Park Se-ri saw that Kim Dae-jung was in pain, rubbing his head on the bed non-stop, and his heart was very painful.

So she took off her slippers, climbed onto the bed, gently lifted Kim Dae-jung's neck, put it on her legs, and began to massage Kim Dae-jung's head.

She heard that massage after drinking can relax the tendons and meridians. Massaging the corresponding acupoints will make the drunk feel comfortable and also have the effect of sobering up.

Park Se-ri worked hard to massage Kim Dae-jung's head. Her slender fingers flexibly massaged various acupuncture points on the brain, giving the half-drunk man lying on her legs a sense of clarity.

In a daze, Kim Dae-jung smelled a faint fragrance, and the touch under his head became softer, and his head felt faintly numb.

[Is this a hall! ]

Kim Dae-jung opened his eyes and saw Park Se-ri massaging him.

"Se-ri, sis?"

"Ne?" Park Se-ri squinted her fox eyes and replied.

"You seem to have a double chin."

"Ah, it hurts." Kim Dae-jung stood up suddenly, holding his temple.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Park Se-ri apologized repeatedly, with a panicked look on her face after making a mistake.

Kim Dae-jung rubbed his temples twice and smiled strangely: "Se-ri, do you want to go to bed?"

"What?" Park Se-ri asked after realizing it.

...

August 2, 2020, Sunday, windy.

After finishing his breakfast, Bian Sang-yu returned to Green Home from the convenience store outside.

As he walked towards the elevator, he found a man who looked very similar to Choi Jae, who was alone in the elevator, facing him.

He moved towards the elevator while smoking, and the man in the elevator seemed to have discovered something, and quickly pressed the close button, leaving Bian Sang-yu with a "harmless" smile.

Although the man in the elevator was slightly different from the photo provided by Officer Lee, Bian Sang-yu was sure that this man was Choi Jae.

He exhaled a puff of smoke and searched for memories. In the court, Huang Shengzai escaped because of the judge's bullshit comprehensive consideration. He smiled like this at that time. The smile of the man just now was as disgusting as Huang Shengzai's smile.

He looked at the elevator display screen, and stopped at the first floor, the sixth floor, the seventh floor, the eighth floor, the ninth floor, and the tenth floor. He was more certain that this person was Cui Dazai, who he was looking for, and he was more certain that Cui Dazai's target was him.

Bian Shangyu threw the cigarette butt under his feet and stepped on it twice. At this time, another elevator arrived at the first floor.

A father came out with a boy in one hand and a girl in the other hand. The little boy saw Bian Shangyu's face and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Standing in the elevator, Bian Shangyu looked at the three people going away and couldn't help but think of his father. His father was also so kind at that time.

Then he thought of the father who was shouting at the top of his lungs in front of him, and in order to find his daughter, his anger rose completely.

"I just want you to be in Green Home, Choi Woo-jae, you pervert."

Outside Green Apartment, Kim Young-soo asked his father: "Dad, the scar on that Azashi's face just now was so scary."

Before his father answered, Kim Soo-young on the other side tilted her head and lectured him: "Why do you judge by appearance? Maybe that Azashi did that to save me."

"Oh, really, Dad?" Kim Young-soo scratched his head and asked his father.

"Maybe it's true," Father Jin looked back and said, "You are not just judged by your clothes and appearance, otherwise, wouldn't you be a bad guy?"

"Dad is not a bad guy." Jin Yingxiu replied affirmatively.

"Okay, I'll send you two back. Remember, don't let your mother know that you have been here."

"Dad, can you and your sister come over next weekend?"

Father Jin hesitated for a moment, hiding his inner helplessness, and nodded with a smile: "But, I want you to listen to your sister."

"Yes. You will definitely listen to your sister." Jin Yingxiu clenched his left fist and said angrily.

15th floor, room 1510.

【Ding Dong! 】

"Who is this?" Yoon Ji-soo put down the bass in her hand and asked.

"Kim Dae-jung."

"Kim Dae-jung, why is he looking for you again?" With doubt, Yoon Ji-soo walked to the video phone.

Looking at Kim Dae-jung on the video phone, Yoon Ji-soo confirmed that the neighbor was visiting, curled her lips, opened the door and walked out.

"I have been paying special attention to the time when I play the bass recently. I haven't played it near the time of going to bed at night and at noon." Yoon Ji-soo pinched her waist and said impatiently.

"It's not about this matter. I came here to ask, have you found a job? Do you still need a job?"

Hearing the word "work", Yoon Ji-soo's face quickly became full of spirits. She asked: "Can you tell me about the way to the bar or restaurant?"

"No." Kim Dae-jung shook his head regretfully.

【It's not good to sit at home and make money from you? You have to go to places like bars and restaurants to show your face and earn those hard-earned money. 】

"What kind of job are you going to provide for you?"

Faced with this neighbor who does things strangely and likes to be familiar with others, Yoon Ji-soo feels that he seems to be making trouble again.

Kim Dae-joong pointed at himself and replied: "Provide you with a job."

"Provide you with a job?" Yoon Ji-soo looked Kim Dae-joong up and down, and asked in disbelief: "What kind of job are you going to provide for you? Aren't you just a otaku?"

"Stop, what is an otaku? You are such a handsome otaku? Let me introduce myself again. You are a college student entrepreneur. Do you know what an entrepreneur is? You are mainly engaged in the live broadcast industry."

Speaking of this, Kim Dae-joong stretched out his right hand again and showed goodwill to Yoon Ji-soo.

Faced with Kim Dae-joong's request for a handshake, Yoon Ji-soo once again ruthlessly ignored it.

"Are you going to pay your salary?" Yoon Ji-soo asked, pinching her fingers and tilting her head.

"Jixiuxi, you have no idea about my financial level. Let alone you, even if there are ten of you, I can support you one by one."

"And you should think more about how much value you create for me and how much salary you deserve."

"..."

In downtown Seoul, an ordinary residential area.

Che Xianxiu, who lost his parents and sister at the same time, was desperate. He sat in the cold room and felt bored.

On the one hand, he felt resentful and nostalgic for his deceased relatives, and on the other hand, he was full of hopelessness for the future life.

How can he, a high school dropout, survive in this cold society with hundreds of thousands of dollars?

"It seems that I have to sell the house and move to a remote community to barely make ends meet, damn it."

Cha Hyun-soo thought of that sunny morning again. If he hadn't reached out at that time, would everything be different?

"This rotten world full of oppression and no fairness, it's better to destroy it all, damn it."

Cha Hyun-soo hugged his knees and cried bitterly.

Although his parents betrayed his trust, in order to keep his father's job, he let go of his boss's son who bullied him in school and chose to let his children tolerate it.

Although his sister looked down on him, insulted him without scruples to her friends, and even refused to acknowledge the existence of his brother.

Although the three of them chose to stand by and watch when he needed help from his family the most, but the three of them were his closest friends in the world, with a blood relationship that nothing could destroy.

But all this was ruined by a truck driver who was driving while fatigued. After that, he wanted to take revenge on his parents and sister, but he had nothing to do.

Cha Hyun-soo hated this feeling of powerlessness that could not be compensated, and he hated everything about it.

"Damn it, did the three of them have to choose to go out for a family trip at this time? And that son of a bitch truck driver had to drive while fatigued at this time..."

"Damn it..."

After getting the answer of "I'll think about it" from Yoon Ji-soo, Kim Dae-jung was ready to return to his home after a night away.

When he opened the door, he saw the mattress, and there were food and Samdosu all over the floor.

[It was so big and soft to touch. After having seen the sea, other waters were no match for it. After having experienced Park Se-ri's big bed room, this standard room with complete configuration was a little unbearable. 】

Originally, he thought his room was clean and tidy, and looked very capable. Now, he felt that the whole room layout had no atmosphere of life.

[Sure enough, no matter how good the house is, if there is no heroine, it is just a high-end shelter. No matter how bad the room is, if there is a close girlfriend, it is enough to make people linger. 】

Jin Dae-jung couldn't help but sigh. Now he had no intention of going in, so he didn't even go in, but kicked the door that had just been opened again, and walked towards the stairs with high spirits.

[Maybe it's time to have a home. ]