Big Life
< 9 - Night's blessings are with us (7) >
“Thank you. Here you go. ”
When the taxi arrived at the front of the house, the reconstruction and Su-hee got off.
The reconstruction went up one foot first and opened the front door. Lying down, Lika approaches with her tail up.
“Are you resting well? Su-hee came with me today. ”
“Hey, Lika. You remember her, right?”
Su-hee, who appeared behind the back of the reconstruction, waves and greets.
Lika was not reluctant to Su Hee, but she did not particularly welcome her.
As you slowly turn around, you slowly move away from the Cat Tower.
“He hates me. ”
“That's what I like about it. I usually have a high nostril. Come in.”
“Yes.”
Su-hee took off her shoes and went inside.
After closing the door, the rebuilding started from the Burya Burya laptop. He put the first draft of the novel on the screen and then put his shoes back on.
“I'll buy you a beer and a chew. Read it. ”
“Is there a convenience store nearby? ”
“There is one super small thing that doesn't require a convenience store. I'll be back.”
“Okay, bye. ”
After the rebuilding, only Soo-hee and Rika were left.
Sitting in the chair in front of the laptop, Su-hee gives Rica a nagging remark.
“We Rika will be bored all day. He's a writer. You don't play, do you?”
Su-hee looked at the laptop screen.
The book of reconstruction was filling the screen. As she unwraps her bag from her shoulders, she begins to read from the first sentence.
“Huh, what is it? This looks just like Park Jung-jin in Nam-ju. ”
Engagement from the beginning was substantial.
Su-hee fell in love with the novel even before handing over a few pages.
I drank quite a bit of alcohol and was tired because I came into a warm room, but an interesting development was keeping my eyes on it.
“What do you think?”
By the time I read about 50 pages, the reconstruction returned with a large plastic bag. Su-hee replied, looking back at the smiling face.
“I've seen the part where you two meet, and it's fun. ”
“Really?"
“Oh, but……. ”
Su-hee hesitated for a moment, then carefully said.
“I don't know if I feel that way about you earlier, but I'm sure she feels a little clumsy. There are some parts of me that I don't empathize with as a woman. ”
“Khh……. So it is.”
Reconstruction groans, muttering on the floor.
After Professor Han Hye-sun, Su-hee pointed out the same part. The inevitable problem has become even more obvious.
“Take it easy and try to retreat. You write well.”
“Thank you, I should. Whew……. ”
Reconstruction takes a heavy sigh to turn off the floor.
I was grateful for Su-hee's encouragement, but to be honest, I didn't comfort her properly.
‘Look at that, Lika. You invited me, and I'm thinking about writing again. Am I right? Your brother only cares about novels. ’
Su-hee grumbled and picked up a can of beer that was bought by the reconstruction. As a courtesy, I was going to have a drink and go back.
‘I guess I shouldn't have come. ’
Reconstruction seemed to have a mind that was solely devoted to novels.
It suddenly occurred to me that his existence only interfered.
Su-hee looked around the Cat Tower while opening the lid of the beer. Lika lies on top of the Cat Tower with her back turned.
Is he not interested in me at all? ’
With a question that could not be answered, a sip of beer was pouring down Su Hee's throat.
Just in time.
Lying dead, Lying awake, Lika raises her head.
Reconstruction and Su Hee were engraved in the two eyes of Lika, who flashed for a moment and returned to its original state.
The appearance of the two men reflected on the pupils became clearer in a short period of time.
Huh? This?! ’
The reconstruction, which was hanging down his shoulders in a dark mood, raised his angry head. I was staring at Lika and Su-hee alternately, with my eyes wide open.
“Rebuild, what's wrong? You have a headache?”
“Now, wait a minute. ”
Reconstruction wrapped around his forehead and sat in a chair in front of a twisted laptop. With both eyes you can see Lika from above the Cat Tower.
Is it connected? This is Soo-hee, right? ’
Lika's face looks smiling at her.
A bright smile spread over the mouth of the rebuilding.
“Su-hee, do me a favor. ”
“Please?”
“I've come up with a natural way to express bitter squash. Just two hours. No, just one hour. Then I'll leave you to it and show you again. ”
“Don't do that. Focus. I'll be going now. ”
“No! ”
The voice of reconstruction rises without even knowing it.
He bounces up and grabs Su Hee's shoulders and speaks in an uncomfortable tone.
“I need you to stay with me. ”
“Why would I...? ”
“It reminds me of you. It reminds me of you, how to express yourself. So just stay a little longer. Being with you is a big help, really. ”
The expression of the rebuilding glowing with certainty even made me think twice.
Su-hee grips her shoulder and looks at him with a mesmerized face.
“I……. ”
Su Hee's mouth is open, and a deep breath flows out.
“Is it helpful if I just... stay by your side?" ”
“Yes, canned me. ”
The two hands of the reconstruction that grabbed Su-hee's shoulders felt stronger.
Su-hee slowly lowered her eyes.
Looking down at the back of her feet facing each other, she nods slowly.
“Got it.”
At the same time as Su-hee's answer, a bright smile spread over the face of reconstruction.
“I'll be fine for about two hours. ”
“Thank you. Make yourself at home. You can watch TV. Is that a new laptop? You can use that to stay online. ”
“I'll take care of it. Hurry up and watch the article. ”
Su-hee pushes the reconstruction to her laptop.
The reconstruction of the chair opened the drawer and took out Seo Gun Woo's horn rims. Then I turned around and took a step back.
Two hours! We have to do everything we can! While Su Hee is there, check all the songs of every scene! Let's go! ’
Tadadadak! Tadadak!
Tadadadak! Tadadak!
Ten fingers on the keyboard began to dance.
The emotions extracted from Su Hee were being transferred to the female protagonist of the novel.
Su Hee's feelings that she shared through Rika were moist.
A grey afternoon in the rain.
The feeling of the eyes of a busy woman waiting for someone to meet.
A moderately compassionate and excited sensation even fits the mood of the novel.
Su Hee's reconstruction was completely immersed in the world of her novel.
"Lika, this is something we can think about a little better, right? ’
Su-hee smiled as she sat down to fix her legs.
I didn't know that I would stay on the back of the reconstruction to show my proud heart.
* * *
How long has it been?
‘Hmmm...? ’
Su-hee's eyelids slowly went up, trembling.
The room with the lights on was still bright. Su-hee quickly regained her senses and woke up from lying on her back.
‘Look at me. ’
I looked at my phone, and it was past 2: 00 in the morning.
The floor was warm, so I fell asleep unconsciously. Alcohol has also contributed to the hard work that has been done recently.
Su-hee looks back at the reconstruction, worrying that she might have been disoriented.
Reconstruction didn't even feel like a dead man, lying on his face. The way I was writing, I fell asleep.
“Rebuild, sleep in bed. ”
“Mmmm... ”
“Get up. Sleep in bed. Come on. ”
Su-hee grabs her under the reconstructive arms behind her.
The staggering reconstruction was still unconscious. You barely took a step or two at risk, and then plummeted back onto the bed.
‘You must be very tired. Well, you've been drinking. ’
In fact, the reason for the reconstruction was not only because of drinking.
Sharing his emotions through Lika consumed his energy profoundly. He collapsed without even having a chance to drink coffee with a mug in Seo Gun Woo.
‘Let's get rid of it. ’
Su-hee pulled the stockings down from the rebuilding to her thighs and began cleaning. Lika was stalking Su-hee, noticing that she liked her.
‘I'll eat ramen again in the morning. ’
Su-hee finished cleaning and didn't eat.
When I opened the refrigerator, there was very little food. Without hesitation, I boiled tuna kimchi stew in a pot and made egg horses and wrapped them on a plate.
‘Good night, reconstructor. This novel will work, too. ’
The deep sleep reconstruction did not even feel Su-hee's touch covering the duvet on her chest.
After finishing cleaning up, Su-hee left behind a small back, turned off all the lights and left the house quietly.
* * *
“Harebuilding is a pity. ”
“…… Yes? ”
Laboratory No. 403 at Nadong University of Myeonghong Art.
In front of the reconstruction, Professor Han Hye-sun was smiling brightly.
“The best of all your novels I have ever seen. I'm textually immaculate, but I don't miss the fun. This is a novel that will work in paragraphs. ”
“I don't know what to do with you. ”
I didn't say anything out loud, I meant it.
I thought I wrote quite well myself, but I didn't think the comet famous for being stingy with compliments would be so high.
“That must have been hard. You've grown so much, you look so big. I can clearly see you're being reborn as a true writer. ”
Hyejeon shrugged his shoulders and said.
The reconstruction bows and shuts up.
My nose is frowning.
It felt like the warm heart of the comet who cares about the disciple was conveyed.
“Look at this. ”
Hyejeon shows off his cell phone.
The reconstruction of the screen looked at the comet with surprised eyes.
“Professor, this is.... ”
“Join us.”
Reconstruction echoes and swallows saliva.
Hye Seon showed me a conspiracy guide for contemporary youth literature.
A literary award with a long history, the winning entries are written only once every year.
A myriad of works were released to become best-sellers and made with numerous films and dramas. The prize was also a literary award with a significantly higher level of KRW 30 million.
“If you are elected here, you will be treated more than just a central ascent. I think your work is quite possible. ”
“Professor, I don't really want to climb. And the registry is already a digital literature award.... ”
“Do you say that because you clearly know what the literature in my country thinks is? ”
“ ……. ”
“I'm not asking you to commit to the paragraphs. I'm asking you to let more people read your work. Those who read your winning entries will gladly read your other works as well. who wear colored glasses and throw them away as if they were not literary prizes or books. ”
“Yes, Professor… I understand. ”
Reconstruction nodded and replied.
I was determined to follow the opinions of the comet.
I thought it was nothing to worry about.
“But there's no title. It's not like I haven't seen it. Have you decided on a title yet? ”
Hyejeon was looking at the novel again and asking. Reconstruction responded by taking a walk in numbers with an empty cup.
“I decided to come and see the professor on my way here. ”
“Really? What is it? ”
“And the gale.”
The comet looks at me with a fierce look.
Reconstruction stood against the mob and spoke in an unconfident tone.
“Karaoke helper like the rough wind……" I think it's a double meaning that fits the ambiance of the novel, but is it weird? ”
“Phew...! ”
I suddenly burst out a smile from her lips.
Her smile gets bigger and bigger, and she grabs her belly and bends forward to her waist.
“Is that so strange, Professor? ”
“No, it's not that. It's you. It's you. Ha-ha-ha.”
I barely stopped laughing, and Hyejeon slapped my hand.
She fixes the broken glasses and raises her thumb toward reconstruction.
“I like it too. Go like a gale.”
The rebuilding face is covered with a dazzling smile.
Holding his overwhelming breasts, he bowed deeply to the world's most revered professor.
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