Big Life

11 - Not alone (6)

“I mostly enjoyed it. ”

“ ……?! ”

I was about to eat fruit after my meal.

Reconstruction raised its head rather than picking up an apple. He had doubts about his ears. His father's stone was linking his words with a blunt look on his face.

“It's even better with the whole family together and dinner at the end of the year. ”

Mother's name and sister's name were the same. I looked at him with a look that I couldn't believe the stone he used to rarely say.

“Oh, my…… why did you say that? ”

“It was delicious. You ate well. ”

The plaintiff likes it blushing. Jae-in also smiled with a proud smile on her face. Really warm atmosphere in a moment. I missed him for so long and waited for him.

Today is December 31st.

On the last day of the year, the whole family had dinner together.

Reconstruction is choking. Before I came here, I bought a lot of fish markets and never expected to hear a good sound. I just thought it would be a good thing for my father to be able to eat in one place without settling down.

But it's delicious.

I can't believe they even got my son together.

Reconstruction was even more heartfelt because I knew that I wasn't the father who would say things I didn't want to say at the end of the year.

“Time to get out of here. ”

The stone sets down its fork and stands up. The man picks up the old couch's outfit and asks him with a sad look in his eyes.

“Why don't you take a break at the end of the year? ”

“Can the apartment security guard rest if he wants to rest? I'm the only one who can work. Well, I took a break for Christmas. ”

Reconstruction follows. Lika, who was lying around in the corner of the couch, noticed and quickly came down.

“I'll take you to your apartment. ”

“No work. I'm with your mom and your sister. ”

“I have to go anyway. ”

Jae-in, who heard the words of reconstruction, intervenes.

“Where are you going? It's the end of the year. ”

“I have to go to work. I'll be down again soon. It's not far from here. ”

The two rich men left the house, taking the transfer of names and talents.

A car that had been started remotely in advance was trembling in the parking lot outside the villa. When the rebuilding opened the passenger seat door, the stone mumbled as it lifted its body.

“It's easy to walk. ”

“It's a cold day. Get in the car."

It was short enough to travel in less than a few minutes. Reconstruction focused on driving only, and the stone was far from the window. There was not a word that came or went from the awkward air stream.

“Father.”

After arriving in front of the apartment, the reconstruction was the first to get lucky.

The stone is looking back at you with one foot on the ground, opening the door.

“Guards, stop now. ”

He did not add another word long.

The stone opened its eyes as if it were surprising. However, he quickly regained his usual blunt face and lightly tapped the shoulder of the reconstruction.

“Thanks for the ride. ”

“Father……. ”

“Climb carefully. Come again.”

The stone that was unloaded from the car closed the door and stopped communicating.

Reconstruction looked at my father as he was moving away through the window. My father's back, which was much smaller than before, disappeared completely from view, and I stayed there dazed.

“Meow.”

Lika, who was in the back seat, cried as she moved to the passenger seat. Thanks to this, I was able to refocus on the two eyes of reconstruction.

“Sorry, Lika. I thought about it for a second. ”

Reconstruction slaps both cheeks with palms and treads on Axel as if encouraging. I will write harder in the new year, which starts tomorrow. Until the laughter will not stop in his clumsy father's face. The car was moving as vigorously as it was filled.

......

“Wow, Min-ho, you're over 3,000 sailors. ”

Shabby office in the basement of the villa near Guro Station.

The binoculars staring at the monitor for coffee muttered in surprise. To this day, Minho's new book, "The Fallen Demon King", was quite observant.

“That would be nice……. I can't wait to get paid. Man, I gotta get this done quick, too. ”

It was a sigh that came out of amazement.

The age of the microscope is 25 this year. It was a month before I left my hometown and entered this office.

It was supposed to come in. Living as a writer and earning money by writing interesting articles was the dream of the phenomenon.

But I still haven't started the right novel. No matter what he wrote, it was not fun. I repeated it twelve times a day, just erasing it with new materials. Even today, at the end of the year, the dark situation was still ongoing.

“Ha, you damn inner editor! What are you really wearing? Somebody please throw me a piece of awesome material! Oh, I want out. There's no money, no women, and at the end of the year, what a cliché! ”

The microscope twitches its head like a madman.

At that moment, the door slowly opened after pressing the password. I thought it was Minho, so I was just grabbing my hair instead of looking at you.

“Excuse me.”

“…… hmm?! ”

When I heard a strange voice, I was surprised and looked up. The visitor standing behind the front door was rebuilt. In each hand was a box of packaged pizza and chicken. Lika wanders around his bridge.

“I know Kang Min-ho. I called him and he said he was out for a little work. And then he told me his password. ”

Reconstruction explained briefly.

The phenomenon stood up with a trembling look on its face, nodding. This was the first time the two of them faced each other.

“Come in and have a seat. He'll be right back. ”

“Yes, thank you. ”

Reconstruction put pizza and chicken on the dining table.

Suddenly, the microscope was full of saliva. Pizza and chicken. It was a luxury food that could only be eaten as a summoner in his poverty because he hadn't made his first debut yet.

‘Come back soon, bro...! ’

Minho would have to come back to chew and tear off those tasty things.

The microscope immediately reached out and sat back down, suppressing the urge to tear off the package. Then, with one hand, he teased the mouse and tilted around the Moonpien site.

“Ahh... ”

A heavy sigh that leaks out again like a habit.

The one who was filling up the monitor was‘ The Breeze ’of Yungcheon oil, who was running first in Moonpien. Nothing came out but envy for the famous writers. It was a pathetic sight to think for myself.

“At least 200 million votes this month. ”

The reconstruction, sitting in the back reading, glances over the shoulder of the microscope. Seeing his work floating, he smiled silently and turned his gaze back to the book.

“You must be enjoying your meal somewhere nice by now, right? ”

Reconstruction raises its head again. From soliloquy to question, I couldn't help but react.

“Who are you talking about? ”

“Poongcheon oil. Minho said he was in his 20s, but he would collapse every day because he was sitting on a silver cushion. I wonder where they're still spending their crazy nights. I envy you. Someone is sitting in this basement room, suicidal, trying to make a million won a month. At the end of the year.”

Increasing the frustration of not wanting an answer, the microscope executed the word program. The first draft of a new fantasy novel started yesterday filled the screen.

“Oh, it's so dark in front of me. ”

“Are you writing a novel? ”

You nod, looking back as if the microscope was waiting.

“Yes, Fantasy. Do you like it? ”

“I like it.”

“Well, can you read it for me? I don't know if it's fun or not because it's what I write. ”

“I understand.”

Reconstruction sat where the microscope moved. He stood behind his back with his arms crossed and the microscope added.

“It's about 15,000 characters. It's just the beginning. ”

“Hmm, yes. ”

I didn't think I needed to use horn rims because they were small.

Reconstruction began reading novels with bare eyes, holding the mouse and scrolling down.

‘What a mess.’

It was a reconstruction that came to a conclusion before even reading it in half.

You draw the story of the hunters who play in the modern world full of monsters. The male protagonist of the abdominal abdomen, who doesn't want to know who the protagonist is, doesn't want to know too much about the psychological description.

‘Compared to this, Kang Min-ho's first draft was you. ’

After reading all the novels to the end, I rebuilt myself. I was anxious and asked immediately what I was waiting to see.

“How was it?”

“Well, I guess there's a lot of characters. ”

“Really? I'm trying to use military theater. You know, the military soap opera, where a lot of characters get mixed up in their stories. ”

“Ah, yes. Every time I show up, I describe the psychology of all the characters, and I think that novels tend to grow a little bit. It has nothing to do with the flow of the story right now. ”

The face of the microscope was slightly stiff.

Reconstruction continued, gazing at the monitor screen.

“I don't think we need to introduce everyone from the very beginning. Can we describe it and dig in from the moment it hits the fan? Before that, I think it would be much better for a man to just describe it as a woman, or a man to just describe it as a woman. ”

“Hmm, really? You think differently from me. ”

The microscope pouted with an unconvincing face. In fact, it was almost consistent with what I had heard from Minho earlier. I was looking forward to having a positive reaction to any of this. The phenomenon that was full of stress was a little cold.

“But are you also a writer? ”

“Oh, yes. ”

“If you don't mind me asking, what did you write? ”

The microscope challenged me. I wanted to see what a great writer he had written.

Minho walked in as she tried to open her mouth as if it were embarrassing to reconstruct. The front door was wide open with a loud voice.

“Oh, Mr. Haejeon. Oh, Lika's here. ”

“You're here now? I brought pizza and chicken, so go ahead. ”

“Huh? What did you buy all this for? ”

The microscope was tilting its head toward the two talking people. The name of the writer Harebuild was not in his mind. Does he have a nickname? Or are you just as eager to make your debut as I am?

“Kyung-hyung, what are you standing there for? Come on, let's eat. ”

Minho unpacked the chicken and pizza and said. The sight of the forgotten hunger immediately stopped thinking, then went to the dining table and sat down on the chair.

“Thank you, Writer. ”

“I'll eat well, too. ”

“Yes, eat it before it gets cold. ”

Before the reconstruction, the microscope was already tearing apart a piece of pizza and pushing it back and forth into its mouth. How much I've been waiting for this moment. Reconstruction handed the two of them a Coke in a cup.

“Ha, aren't you going to eat? ”

“I've eaten a lot. Never mind. Better yet, you got a good performance off the face of the Earth. ”

“Hahaha, no problem. It's all thanks to your help. ”

“I'll call Jules tomorrow and let her know. I don't think there's going to be any special revision requests for the article. But you might want to change the title. ”

“You can change the title as much as you want. Oh, it really worked this time. A tenth of your work, no. A tenth of your work is huge. I hope it's good enough that you can stop at the convenience store. ”

“You're going to be fine. ”

Minho's nuance amplified the doubt in the scope. What kind of a marvelous achievement did he use, and he said, "I want a tenth of it."

There was no room for the microscope to ask.

Minho's words continued to vomit out the answer.

“When does The Bress get in with Navin and Cocoa? ”

“Maybe it should be late January. ”

There was blood on the face of the microscope. The hand that was released subsequently missed the cup that was holding it. Cola poured out of the plastic cup that fell on the floor and wet the floor.

“Oh, I'm sorry. ”

The microscope bent its waist in a daze to pick up the cup. My hands were shaking, and I picked them up, and I missed the cup again.

“Oh, no... Minho, you didn't tell me before...! ”

The microscope shrugged its shoulders, looking at Minho with a face of horror and grumbling. Minho smiled at the boat for a long time, then lowered his head slightly to reconstruct.

“I'm sorry, I didn't tell you in advance that I wanted to surprise him. Well, the reaction was a complete success. ”

“Ahhhh… yes, hahaha. ”

Reconstruction replied with a shrouded smile.

The phenomenon was still insane. For a while, I opened my mouth, bowing my head to the reconstruction on either end of the puddles with a pale complexion.

“Oh, I'm so… sorry…. I had no idea you were such a writer. because all I know is a nickname. Ah, I mean, I knew you wouldn't say that. ”

“It's okay. It was nothing. ”

“Hey, did you make a mistake with the writer? ”

“No, Writer Kang. It was really nothing. ”

The microscope suddenly shook its head. I lost my appetite. In front of his eyes, even the spleen began to wrap around him, the reconstruction unwittingly turned his flawed upper body back.

“Please, Writer. ”

“Yes? What...? ”

“Teach me. I'll take it easy on you, even if you call me a disgrace. Please teach me how to write, and I will never forget this grace. Please.”

Suddenly, the microscope stood up and bent at a 90-degree angle. The puzzled reconstruction also shook me up.

“Don't do this. Okay, I don't know how much help I can be, but I think I can help you with that. ”

“Are you sure? ”

“Yes, so please have a seat. ”

“Oh, thank you so much! Thank you! Thank you so much, Writer Poongcheon Oil! ”

The sight continues to tighten its head, shouting over and over again. The rebuilding didn't work no matter how hard it tried. I was so moved by the sight to stop in a heartbeat.

“Now eat something you've already eaten. I might change my mind if I don't work hard. ”

“Well, of course, Writer. I'll eat every last one of them! ”

I was stuck in an office until the end of the year with no one to meet. Reconstruction was a great savior to the microscope, just as it was to Minho.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Haejeon. ’

Minho thanked me again. Reconstruction was smiling brightly with Lika in her arms, wandering around a corner of the office.

A humble office less than a few hours before the New Year. The team that took over the reconstruction of the writer was slowly in silence.

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