In the kitchen, Han's mother was deftly tying on her apron, with Liu Mengran and Su Wanwan following behind her like two little tails.

"Auntie, let me help you wash the vegetables." Liu Mengran had already rolled up her sleeves, revealing her slender wrists.

"Then I'll cut the meat!" Su Wanwan raised the kitchen knife, startling Han Feng, who rushed forward and snatched it away.

"Grandpa, you should really give up on your knife skills." Han Feng handed the knife to Liu Mengran. "Last time I almost chopped off my finger while cutting a potato."

Su Wanwan, hands on her hips, huffed and puffed: "That happened half a year ago!"

Mr. Han sat on the living room sofa, watching the lively scene in the kitchen, his wrinkles smoothing out. He patted the empty seat next to him: "Xiao Feng, come sit with Dad for a while."

Han Feng walked over and sat down, then poured his father a cup of tea.

Suddenly, Han's father remembered something: "Oh right, I remember Wang Hao is also studying in Kyoto? Let's invite him to dinner too, the more the merrier."

"Wang Hao?" Han's mother poked her head out from the kitchen. "Isn't that Han Feng's classmate in Jiang City? I still remember that chubby little boy."

Han Feng smiled and nodded: "He's lost a little weight, but he's still the same." He then took out his phone, "I'll call him over right now."

When the call was connected, the background noise was as loud as if I were in a market.

"Haozi, what are you doing?" Han Feng held his phone further away.

"My roommate and I are playing games!" Wang Hao's voice cut through the noise. "What's up, busy man? Remembered to call me? Planning a party?"

Han Feng laughed and scolded, "Is food all you care about?"

"Definitely!" Wang Hao said confidently. "I'd rather suffer for anything than compromise my stomach!"

Han Feng was speechless for a moment: "My parents moved to Kyoto, they're coming over for dinner later."

"What? Uncle and Aunt moved to Kyoto? When did that happen?" Wang Hao's voice suddenly rose eight octaves.

"It just arrived today."

A rustling sound came from the other end of the phone, followed by Wang Hao's urgent voice: "Okay, I'm coming right away! Is this your place?"

Before Han Feng could answer, the call was disconnected. Han Feng shook his head and chuckled; his impulsive nature hadn't changed at all.

At this moment, Liu Mengran also brought the washed fruit into the living room and said, "Uncle, these fruits are freshly washed, please have some."

Han Feng then thought of something and said to Liu Mengran, "Mengran, call your brother and ask him to come over too."

Liu Mengran was somewhat surprised: "Why did you call him here?"

Han Feng said, "It's okay, my dad said it's more lively with more people."

Liu Mengran didn't say anything, but followed Han Feng's instructions and went to the side to make a phone call. Han Feng vaguely heard her soft voice: "Brother... um, Han Feng's parents are here... yes, at Villa No. 3... okay, we'll wait for you."

Han's father looked at Han Feng with a blank expression and asked, "What, have you and this girl confirmed your relationship?"

Han Feng's ears burned a little, and he said, "Dad, don't guess, her brother is just like us..." Han Feng didn't fully explain, leaving the meaning for his father to guess.

Han's father naturally understood what Han Feng meant; it was obvious that Liu Mengran's brother was also a member of Longyuan.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang as if it had been bombarded. As soon as Han Feng opened the door, a human-shaped cannonball rushed in.

"Uncle and Aunt! I missed you so much!" Wang Hao slammed on the brakes in front of Han's mother, almost shoving the fruit basket he was carrying into the old woman's face.

"Oh my, it really is Haozi!" Han's mother pinched his cheek in surprise. "Why have you gotten so thin? Are you not getting enough to eat at the school cafeteria?"

Wang Hao scratched his head and grinned sheepishly: "I've been busy studying..."

"Bullshit!" Han Feng exposed him, "You're clearly too addicted to games to eat."

Everyone burst into laughter. Just then, the doorbell rang again, this time with a much more respectful tone.

Liu Xiaoran, dressed casually, stood at the door, carrying two boxes of tea. His gaze first swept over his younger sister, making sure she was safe and sound, before he respectfully bowed to Mr. and Mrs. Han: "Hello, Uncle and Aunt, sorry to bother you."

Han Feng immediately stepped forward and introduced, "This is Liu Xiaoran, Mengran's brother."

Mr. and Mrs. Han immediately responded, "Hello, hello, please come in."

"Everyone's here, let's eat!" Mother Han invited everyone to take their seats.

Han's father said to Liu Xiaoran and Wang Hao, "Would you like some drinks?"

Wang Hao said casually, "Uncle, whatever you say we'll drink, we'll drink it that way today!"

Liu Xiaoran was flattered and immediately nodded.

Han's father laughed heartily: "Alright, let's have a drink today and have some fun!"

Han's mother quipped from the side, "Drink, drink, all you ever do is drink!"

Han's father's face turned pale and then red, which made everyone burst into laughter.

The table was quickly filled with delicious-looking dishes. Wang Hao sniffed exaggeratedly, "Auntie's cooking is still amazing! I dream about it so much in my dorm!"

"You're such a chatterbox!" Han's mother laughed as she filled his bowl with rice. "Eat more; you've lost a lot of weight since you came home for vacation."

As Han Feng watched this lively scene, a void in his heart seemed to be quietly filled. His parents' kind smiles, his lover's gentle gaze, and his friends' playful jokes.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Wang Hao nudged him with his elbow. "Hurry up and eat, or I'll devour it all!"

Han Feng smiled and raised his glass: "Come on, welcome Mom and Dad to Kyoto, and thank you everyone for coming."

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere at the table became increasingly lively. Wang Hao, his face flushed from drinking, was gesturing animatedly as he recounted amusing incidents at school. Liu Xiaoran, though not very talkative, was also infected by the warm atmosphere, a faint smile always playing on her lips. Liu Mengran frequently refilled the elders' tea and water, while Su Wanwan, like a little squirrel, sampled all the pastries made by Han's mother.

"Auntie, this almond shortbread is delicious!" Su Wanwan's cheeks puffed out, and her eyes curved into crescents.

Han's mother affectionately wiped the crumbs from the corner of her mouth: "If you like it, Auntie will make it for you often."

Han Feng watched this scene, a warm feeling welling up in his chest. His parents' decision to come to Kyoto was the right one; not only was their safety guaranteed, but the warmth of this family reunion was a treasure that money couldn't buy.

"It's getting late." Liu Mengran glanced at her watch, got up to clear the dishes, and said, "Uncle and Auntie have had a long journey today and need to rest early."

Wang Hao staggered to his feet: "I... I should go back to school too..."

"How can you answer like this?" Han Feng pressed down on his shoulder. "Stay in the guest room tonight."

Liu Mengran picked up her car keys: "I'll take my brother and Wang Hao home, and then bring the car back." She turned to Han's parents, "Uncle and Aunt, don't bother, I'll clean up the dishes."

"That won't do!" Mother Han quickly waved her hand, "You are guests..."

Su Wanwan had already deftly stacked the plates: "Auntie, please sit down. Leave this little thing to us young people." She winked at Han Feng, "Han Feng, why don't you chat with Uncle and Auntie?"

Mr. Han wanted to say something, but was stopped by a look from Mrs. Han. The elderly couple exchanged a glance, seemingly reaching some kind of tacit understanding.

After Liu Mengran and the other two left, Su Wanwan busied herself in the kitchen, the sounds of running water and clattering dishes filling the air. Han Feng sat with his parents on the living room sofa and brewed them a pot of hangover tea.

"Son," Mr. Han took a sip of tea and sighed contentedly, "this house is nice; you should thank them properly."