Big Life

“What are you doing?”

“Uh, diary. ”

Jinjin yawned as if he were sleepy, not paying any more attention.

“Aren't you tired? Ugh, where can I sleep? ”

“Sleep in bed. ”

“What about you? ”

“I can sleep on my seat while I work. ”

“Okay, I'll go to bed first. You should lie down, too. ”

Jinjin crawls into the bed and lies down.

Then after less than a minute, I fell asleep screaming.

‘Son, you must be exhausted. ’

Seeing the fast asleep truth like a lie, I felt the pain and sorrow of the workers. In a row, I remembered my father who had supported my family without rest for a single day.

Reconstruction repairs the duvet that was covered in sincerity and returns to its place.

I took my eyes to the journal on my screen.

Just in time.

‘This, this...? ’

The inspiration came at such an unexpected moment.

The truth that struggled with the stress of hard social life, and the helper girl I met at Karaoke Room, were rushing together in my head.

The two hands of the reconstruction point up on the keyboard.

It was not regarded as its own will. Rather, it was more of an instinctive attraction.

The ten outstretched fingers start hitting the keyboard with the force of the gale fury.

Tadashak...! Tak!

Tadahak!

Tadadadak...! Tak!

I could not fathom the flow of time.

The mechanical keyboard friction sound was constantly ringing in the small room.

I never woke up.

Rather, I was having a long and comfortable sleep as if the sound of a rider were a lullaby.

* * *

“Ugh, water… water…. ”

I woke up from a burning thirst and muttered.

Reconstruction took a cup of cold water from the water purifier and gave it to him.

“Here you go.”

Jinjin got up without properly opening his eyes, took a cup and drank it. After drinking a small amount of water, I sighed and looked out the window.

The world was bright after night.

“What time is it, now? ”

“Seven o'clock. Wash up. Come eat with me on the way out. ”

“I don't think so. I'm gonna throw up, and I need to get ready. ”

Jinjin rises up without lying down again.

I felt like my head was going to break. It was like someone was spinning around with a room.

But if it didn't happen now, I would be late for work.

He sat back down in front of the computer and said,

“Great mental power, Jung-jin Park. A lot of people at work.”

“Sounds like teasing. ”

“I mean it. ”

“What are you doing? ”

Jinjin stepped into the bathroom and pushed his eyes into the laptop monitor. Letters like the egg were filling up the page of the word program.

“Have you been writing all night? ”

“Oh, I can't sleep. ”

Next to the reconstruction, Jinjin opened his mouth.

“Hey, you drank quite a bit yesterday. Aren't you tired?”

“I work only at home. So it's a lot easier than you. ”

“Don't be ridiculous. Who doesn't write at work? Writing is a labor.Hey, rats aren't worried about cats, and you're going to die first. ”

“Go in and wash up. ”

As soon as Jinjin entered the bathroom, the reconstruction knocked again.

It was a synopsis and plot of an all-night long novel. My eyes were extremely drowsy, but I couldn't stop until I finished marking the spot.

“Hey, Harebuild. ”

“Huh? Why? When did you get all dressed up? ”

In front of the reconstruction, I turned to my surprised face, and Jinjin was standing there changing his clothes. The sweater's sleeves are pulled down and the ceiling is ridiculous.

“It's been 10 minutes. Anyway, once you start writing, you'll lose your mind. Here we go."

“I'll take you to work. ”

“Write down what you've written. Can I hang up in the middle? ”

Jinjin rejected the offer of reconstruction to take him to the car decisively.

“I'm leaving early to walk. Sober up.”

Reconstruction was inevitable, but he wore slippers to show off even the main roads.

When I opened the door, a cold autumn wind came.

The reconstruction suddenly bites as you duck your head away from the leaves flying into your face.

“Hey, Jung-jin Park. Can I write you a novel? ”

“Make me a protagonist? Do you think I'm a part of something that's funny? ”

“No?”

“Do you need my permission to sleep or not? Just write it down.”

“Got it.”

After talking like this, I came to the subway station.

The truth blends into the crowd that flows through history like a tide.

The reconstruction turned toward the house until it was completely invisible.

“Lika, eat. I need to use more. ”

The reconstruction returned to the studio resumed the work that had stopped as soon as the shoes were removed. The brain that had been frozen long enough to forge a new story was working properly.

‘The meeting of a poor karaoke helper with a young worker in life……! The common denominator... is solitude. Yeah, loneliness. Two people who have nothing to rely on, rely on each other! ’

The male protagonist's model is best friends.

The heroine's model was last night's first karaoke helper.

A great sign has come.

I felt strongly confident in my work, not just in a commercial sense. I couldn't keep my whole body full of excitement.

* * *

It was after noon, and then the sun came back to dinner at the end of the door.

Reconstruction was just writing, forgetting to eat.

Lika did not interfere with the reconstruction of the new work in the first place.

“No...! What a character! ”

Reconstruction felt the limits of its conception and twisted its head.

The male protagonist who modeled the genuine model was not difficult to mold.

The problem was the heroine.

There were so many things I didn't know about Karaoke Helper's life.

So how do we get through this?

‘I have to go again...! ’

I don't hesitate until the decision is made.

The reconstruction quickly got up and washed and changed. Then he took a visible pen and notepad and bounced out of the house.

After 8: 00, the world was already creating a lively atmosphere.

Reconstruction went to Karaoke in memory. It was not hard to find where I visited just yesterday.

“Welcome. ”

Yesterday, the landlady raised her head and rebuilt. When I looked at her, she looked up and said, as if she remembered.

“Hello. Do you remember me? I was here with a friend yesterday. ”

“Yes, I remember you two coming. ”

“By the way, can you call the woman I was with yesterday? ”

The landlady narrows her eyes.

I was suspicious of the customer looking for a karaoke helper.

“What's going on? ”

“Oh, I mean…… well, I wanted to sing and play together. I liked it.”

I decided to hide the fact that I'm a writer. If I said it like that, I felt like I would just twist the story. The landlady was still looking at the reconstruction with suspicious eyes.

“Weren't you the first girl I met yesterday? ”

“Yes, it is. ”

“If you're alone and you're new, you barely get a name. I have a lot of customers. ”

Somehow the conversation didn't feel right.

At the end of the thought, the reconstruction took 30,000 won out of the wallet and gave it to the landlady.

“Do me a favor. I'm not a freak. I really liked that girl. ”

“Mmmm... I don't think so.”

Unlike the horse, the woman's hand, which had a deep nail polish on her nails, was taking money for the rebuilding.

“Which one of the two are you looking for? ”

“A little bit, a little bit taller. He had a cat face. His name was Dassle. The other one was called Sly. ”

“It's all an alias. I know Jae-young, but I didn't see the girl he was looking for yesterday. ”

“Can't you call Jae-young? ”

The landlady bursts into laughter.

“You two don't know each other. They come from different offices. ”

“Oh, is that so? ”

That's why two women faced each other in karaoke yesterday.

Before she realizes it and nods, the landlady picks up her phone and calls somewhere.

“Hello? Yes, this is the hub. I didn't mean anything else. I mean... Hey, uncle. What time did we get to karaoke last night? ”

“A little after 8: 00. ”

The woman who heard the reconstruction answer continued to talk to her cell phone.

“Jae-young was here a little after 8: 00 last night. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Do you remember the girl who came in with you? No, I have a name. Huh... Oh, really? Chief Kim's name, right? Okay, thanks. ”

As soon as the landlady hung up, she called back somewhere.

“Hello? Hello, I'm Herb. You got a kid named Dassle over there? Did he go to work? Oh... really? Okay, can you call me right away? I have a name.”

The landlady looked at the reconstruction with her own eyes for a moment and said:

“I'm not a freak. You'll see, young man, yeah. Yeah, I got it. Thank you."

After finishing the call, the landlady took a sip of water and asked for a burning neck. Then he explained to the reconstructor who was standing waiting.

“He says he's not in yet. He said he was going to work soon, but he told me to send him here as soon as he got out. Just a minute, Uncle. ”

“Thank you very much. ”

Reconstruction sat down in the waiting room chair by the entrance.

The tipped lady took out a drink from the refrigerator and gave it to him.

“But what does your uncle do? ”

“I sell electric plates while I'm doing my rounds. ”

The landlady smirked with tears in her eyes.

“That's a lie. You look like a man with food in his hands. Anyway, okay.”

The landlady turns away without asking.

Reconstruction shook its head alone in admiration of the woman's insight.

The woman did not appear until half an hour had passed. Reconstruction is killing time with a TV stare that has nowhere else to go.

‘You're not coming. ’

Maybe he didn't show up for work.

Or is it the real guest who came alone like the lady said?

If I had known this, I would have talked more yesterday and kept in touch.

‘No other maid. ’

The decisive reason I came up with this novel was because of what a woman named Dassle said yesterday. If it weren't for that warm word, I wouldn't have even thought of starting.

To write the novel straight to the end, I could never give up the feeling I had from the woman yesterday.

It is not a novel based on peripheral interest. We need to capture the human. He was a greedy, stubborn, and determined writer of reconstruction.

Right then.

‘Follow’ and the bell hanging from the entrance rang in a clear tone.

Reconstruction unwittingly opened its eyes wide. The woman who was waiting was coming in. I wore hot pants like yesterday in Sirius.

“Hello, aunt. I heard you had a visitor. ”

“Oh, there you are. There's my uncle.”

After looking back at the reconstruction, the woman looks surprised and shrugs.

Reconstruction stood up and greeted him with a nod.

“Hello."

“Yes……. ”

The woman was vaguely spoken.

Behind her back, the landlady gestures at the reconstruction.

“Uncle, you can go into room two just like yesterday. ”

“Oh, yes. I'll do the math first. ”

The woman enters the room first, and the reconstruction takes out her purse.

“Count two hours. Count three hours. ”

“Are you going to play that long? ”

“Yes, how much is it? ”

“₩ 135,000. Beer?"

“Just give me two. ”

The reconstruction takes its toll and enters the room.

The woman sat on her knees, her hands stacked on top of each other, feeling somewhat awkward.

“Surprised?”

“A little……. ”

The woman's words were short.

Reconstruction sits across from her and takes off her outfit.

Shortly after, the landlady brought the beer and the door closed, the reconstruction opened its mouth.

“Excuse me.”

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