Just like that, little Nam-hyuk and his “Mr. Shoes” reached a secret agreement. One provided food, clothes, and shelter, while the other provided companionship, homework help, and bedtime stories.

Young children often have a weak sense of caution. Their strong interest and desire for possession will lower their vigilance, especially in a familiar territory like “home.”

Therefore, apart from the first few days when little Nam-hyuk felt a little uncomfortable with an extra “person” in his room, he quickly got used to it. The only thing that troubled the little friend was that the bed was not big enough.

“Is it uncomfortable to sleep on the floor?” Little Nam-hyuk tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Finally, he poked his head out to look at Mr. Shoes, who had been sleeping on the carpet for several days.

There were only thick carpets and a few soft cartoon blankets in his bedroom. Most of the bedding for changing was in the storage room. If he secretly took them, the nanny would definitely find out.

Letting Mr. Shoes, who had been so good to him, sleep on the carpet, Yoon Nam-hyuk always felt guilty.

“It’s okay,” Qi Huai smiled, resting his head on his arm and looking at Yoon Nam-hyuk. He couldn’t help but pinch his face. “Go to bed early, don’t think too much. You still have to go to school tomorrow.”

Sure enough, whether it was the ten-year-old or the thirty-year-old lover, they were both so awkward and kind. But this lovely little Nam-hyuk was about to face the reality of losing his mother.

Qi Huai remembered Ms. Hyun’s death anniversary very clearly. He thought to himself, as long as he prevented Ms. Hyun’s death, he should have completed the mission. He probably wouldn’t have to sleep on the carpet for many more days, and his Nam-hyuk would no longer have to go through those painful days.

“Come up,” little Nam-hyuk, who had just shrunk back into the quilt, suddenly said.

“Hmm?” Qi Huai was stunned.

Yoon Nam-hyuk’s ears turned red as he scooted to the side. “We can fit if we squeeze… hurry up.”

Qi Huai sighed inwardly, “So cute.” He lifted the quilt and said with a light laugh, “Then thank you, this kind little classmate.”

The days passed one by one. Such days were too happy. Little Nam-hyuk even began to feel that those children with fathers were nothing special.

The reason he thought so was because some classmates always treated him with malicious words. Did those people hate him or were they jealous of him? Little Nam-hyuk couldn’t tell, but he knew clearly that if he was bullied, he should immediately scold back. Anyway, his mother would stand by him. This was his confidence.

He still remembered the first month of school. Those classmates whose parents were all from Seoul’s upper class—he didn’t know what gossip they had heard from their parents. Gradually, rumors about his family spread throughout the school.

“Did you know? Yoon Nam-hyuk’s parents are separated.”

“What’s separated?”

“It means they live apart, in two homes. His father lives with his illegitimate son. Do you know what an illegitimate son is? It’s a child born to another woman. It’s said that he dotes on that illegitimate son and doesn’t care about that arrogant guy Yoon Nam-hyuk at all.”

“Ah! So his father doesn’t want them anymore?”

That’s not it. We don’t want him.

That man is not worthy of being his father, let alone his mother’s husband.

Perhaps it was because he acted too indifferent. This indifference, in turn, would arouse the malice of those people. So whenever he walked through the corridor, he could immediately hear a group of childish ghosts start to discuss loudly.

“Hey! My dad said he’s going to take me to France for the holidays, to see art exhibitions. He’s been very interested in art lately and always tells me stories about painters~”

Yoon Nam-hyuk walked past with a blank expression and snorted inwardly. My mom also tells me stories, and your dad is pursuing a star from Woosan Entertainment, so he’s desperately studying art. I heard it when I went to my mom’s company.

“My dad is so good at playing games! We play for several hours every weekend. We just beat a game last weekend!”

Humph, I’ve already beaten those games a long time ago. You need two people to play such a simple game? You’re so weak.

“My dad…”

Ha!

Boring.

A sudden memory invaded his dream. Little Nam-hyuk, half-asleep, opened his eyes in a daze and subconsciously leaned towards Qi Huai.

The little friend in his sleep seemed to have recalled something, such as he seemed to be more used to calling Mr. Shoes “Qi Huai” instead of “Uncle Ghost,” and also, the other person should have a very nice smell…

The lost memories recovered bit by bit. Little Nam-hyuk naturally didn’t realize this. Even Qi Huai, who was right next to him, didn’t guess that the little friend beside him was not the childhood version of his lover in the data fragment, but the real Yoon Nam-hyuk, a shrunken version who had lost his memory.

His nose got closer and pressed firmly against Qi Huai’s transparent arm. If anyone else were to see it at this moment, they would find that Yoon Nam-hyuk’s nose had turned into the shape of a little pig’s.

Qi Huai didn’t move. He felt the hot breath on his arm and silently calculated the time in his heart.

Tonight, was the day.

On the night of the car accident, Ms. Hyun was invited to a party.

Because the driver suddenly had something to do and asked for leave, she had no choice but to drive herself back and forth, and used this as an excuse not to drink a drop of alcohol.

After all, the next day was the weekend, and she had promised her son to go to the amusement park together. If she was hungover, she would have to break her promise. Although that little guy Nam-hyuk wouldn’t say it, he would probably be upset.

So at the end, most people were drunk, including her best friend who was the host of the villa.

Her best friend hugged her arm and wailed, “Stay at my place for one night, and go back tomorrow. Little Nam-hyuk will forgive you, that child is so sensible~”

“I’m sorry, I really can’t,” Hyun Si-young said helplessly. “I’ve already promised Nam-hyuk for a month. It’s rare that I have time. I can’t go back on my word. You’re an adult, you shouldn’t fight with a child for his mother, okay?”

After promising her best friend a time for their next gathering, Ms. Hyun finally managed to escape. She drove away from the villa and only then realized that it was already very late.

When it’s cold, it always gives people the illusion that the night is darker. On the way home, Ms. Hyun couldn’t help but guess that perhaps it was because of the weather that there were unusually few cars on the road today.

In this country full of small mountains, even if the road home was not far, it would seem a bit rugged due to the terrain, and the time would also become longer.

Nam-hyuk is already asleep, right? Ms. Hyun guessed. That child has been sleeping very well recently, eating a lot, and even his grades are getting better and better. It’s as if he has suddenly grown up.

Although he was only ten years old, he was more mature than children of the same age, so he could withstand those unfriendly rumors. But after all, he was a child, and no matter how strong he was inside, there was a limit.

Should I send him to study abroad from junior high school?

This country is really too small. The upper-class circle, no matter how you calculate it, is only that small. In a circle that is too small, the social pressure will become greater. With Nam-hyuk’s personality, he probably wouldn’t be happy.

Ms. Hyun thought as she drove. She drove steadily and did not notice anything wrong.

Qi Huai, who was standing in the middle of the road, was a little stunned. What’s going on? Can’t she see my feet?

Drivers pay special attention to the road. If a pair of feet suddenly appeared in the middle of the road and walked around, most people would have some reaction. But Ms. Hyun acted as if she hadn’t seen anything.

Can she really not see me?

Or is it that only Nam-hyuk can see me?

Qi Huai, who had been hiding in little Nam-hyuk’s bedroom all this time, finally realized that something was wrong. He thought for a moment, then stepped aside to let Ms. Hyun drive past him. Then he returned to the middle of the road and took out a handful of iron nails from his pocket.

The iron nails that suddenly appeared in the middle of the road would probably become a cold case for the Seoul traffic department tomorrow.

Swish—

The blinding high beams quickly approached from a distance. The huge truck’s front was like a monster, charging recklessly.

Qi Huai, standing in the middle of the road, narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he was already sure that no one could see him except for Yoon Nam-hyuk, including the driver of this truck, the perpetrator who caused Ms. Hyun’s fatal car accident.

Bang bang bang—!

The iron nails sank deep into the tires. The truck’s tires exploded one after another like they had been shot by bullets! A cloud of smoke and dust rose!

Then the truck overturned with a loud bang. The driver, who was ready to carry out his “mission,” hit his head on the steering wheel. Blood gushed out, and he was on the verge of fainting. The second before he completely closed his eyes, he saw his phone, which had flown to the ground, actually floating in the air…

It was simply unbelievable.

Of course, he had hit his head.

Qi Huai continuously searched for information about this plan in that phone. When he found useful content, he would use the new phone little Nam-hyuk had bought him to take pictures of it.

Tonight, he would anonymously send these photos and videos to Ms. Hyun’s email. Qi Huai believed that with Ms. Hyun’s intelligence and the driver who wouldn’t die for a while as a breakthrough, he would definitely be able to find something.

Ms. Hyun at this time was still very young. Perhaps only after a near-death experience would she understand what kind of danger a child without a mother would face.

“If it weren’t for the fact that you’re still useful, there would have been more than just iron nails tonight,” Qi Huai wiped the fingerprints off the phone and threw it back to the driver’s side.

He stood there and waited for a while before the police and ambulance finally arrived.

“Is the person who called the police still here?”

“Only the driver! He has a head injury!”

“Check the CCTV!”

CCTV?

Qi Huai chuckled. He had originally wanted to pretend it was a horror movie with ghosts, but he didn’t expect that no one could see him. This would probably become an unsolved mystery.

He followed the doctors’ stretcher into the ambulance and leisurely headed to Seoul City Hospital. It was closer to Nam-hyuk’s home, so it would be convenient to go back.

Ms. Hyun, who had just arrived home, was oblivious to all of this. She tiptoed into little Nam-hyuk’s bedroom and touched the sleeping child’s forehead. “I finally made it. Mom didn’t break her promise. I’ll take you to the amusement park tomorrow.”

Just like that, the Ms. Hyun in one timeline disappeared forever on her way home. The Ms. Hyun in another timeline returned to the Cheongdam-dong apartment and tucked her beloved son in.

Tomorrow will be a wonderful weekend. Waiting for Yoon Nam-hyuk are ice cream at the amusement park, English homework with little red crosses, and a four-frame photo with Ms. Hyun at a photo booth.

Qi Huai had thought that tonight would be the end of his mission. Perhaps when the clock struck midnight, he would leave this place and return to his and Nam-hyuk’s villa.

However, after midnight, what awaited Qi Huai was not the “ding” of a completed mission, but a new system prompt.

[Please continue to manually adjust the abnormal situation.]

Is there still an abnormality? Qi Huai was stunned, not understanding what the system was referring to.