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My Childish Papa

Rather than fighting destiny that was already written, Ryushin preferred to follow fate. Wouldn't destiny force us if we refused, and fate would guide us if we followed it? No matter the identity of the mother, the most important thing for Ryushin in this world is only Kim Jangjun aka Ujang. Papa as well as the older brother to him. The only family Ryushin has in this world. *** From the very beginning, family for Jangjun was not a joy that was given to him just like that. It was something he had to protect with relentless persistence. Jangjun gently stroked the 14 year old teenager who was lying on his bed. He is now sitting on the edge of the bed. It seemed just yesterday that he was overwhelmed by the redness of the baby. Without realizing it, years have passed. The baby has now become a handsome teenager. Slanted eyes that show only one line when smiling, a swollen nose, and full lips that look sensual. This boy was truly a reflection of himself. It was as if he looked in the mirror face to face with the boy who liked this ice cream. It felt like Jangjun was seeing his old self now. However, there were times when he felt that this boy was not a reflection of himself, but ... "Don't touch me! What are you doing, heh? Are you a pedophile who wants a handsome teenager like me," Ryushin held his body tightly.

Mijun_123 · Realistis
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164 Chs

Lee's Scandal

 "Too late, Papa!" Ryushin displayed a wry smile. "All Ryushin's friends at work already know and brand papa as a man who likes to get drunk," continued Ryushin, sadly.

 "Papa is really sorry, Shin!" said Jangjun again. I don't know how many times he said sorry.

 Ryushin shook his head quickly. He was trying to understand his father. But, it feels very difficult. A few days after the incident they did not even speak to each other. After school, go straight to part time work. And when he came home at 8 pm, Ryushin went straight to sleep. The next morning he got up at dawn and sold newspapers. After selling newspapers, he went to school. And so on, Ryushin couldn't feel his fatigue because his tiredness had reached its limit. But, he never complained about it.

 Ryushin didn't say anything at the moment. It was too much on his mind that Ryushin couldn't think anymore.

 Knock! Knock! Knock!

 There was a knock on the door of their rented house.