Big Life

12-Grade up (6)

‘Hmmm...! ’

Reconstruction was a dream.

I was just as pale as fog in front of my eyes. The heavy eyelids were slowly coming down and up.

Over time, my vision was restored to a blurry state so that I could discern things.

Reconstruction found itself laying flat on the pavement. The ground is perpendicular. The engine sounds of the car that were ringing from the ground were fading away.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp touch with the tip of my nose.

The dark blue fur was shaking in front of my eyes. I could tell it was Lika by the smell of it. Lika sticks her tail up and licks the rebuilding face.

‘Th-that… car…. ’

There are no voices.

I wanted to reach out, but my body wouldn't listen. My whole body was weightless like a cotton ball soaked in water.

Suddenly, I felt someone's touch. It was crude and strong. The hand was unzipping the bag the reconstruction was carrying on its back. After a while, the sound of urgent footsteps fades away.

‘I couldn't finish…… to…. ’

Suddenly, I started to blur. At the last moment, the reconstruction reaches out with all its might and lays its hands on Lika's neck. Lika was vomiting tears in the sky.

“Rebuild, rebuild. ”

“Ugh... ugh... ”

“Hey, Harebuild. Get up. Come on. ”

The reconstruction opened its eyes. I saw the face of sincerity staring down at my worrying eyes. Reconstruction shocked the torso.

“What's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?”

“…… a dream? ”

“Yes, a dream. Hey, look at that cold sweat. Someone thinks they're in a sauna. Clean it up.”

Jinjin handed him a towel that haired his wet hair.

Reconstruction glances down at the body, breathing heavily. My whole body was soaked with sweat, no matter what Jin said.

‘It was a dream...? ’

It was too vivid to say it was just a dream.

Everything remained clearly remembered, even to the touch of Lika and someone who had stood by her, who had been lying on the ground for no reason.

“I'm a little worried about you. What were you dreaming about? ”

Jinjin frowns and asks. Reconstruction looks up at him very slowly. The gaze again was sweeping across the unfamiliar household that lay beyond the shoulders of Jinjin.

‘Oh, it was yesterday...' ’

Reconstruction convinced itself and stole a wet face with a towel. This was Su Hee's apartment.

It was after the awards ceremony yesterday.

I had dinner with all of them and followed by Su-hee and Jin-jin, who were left to do the second round. Here, Hyojin, the motivator who came home from work, was strongly encouraged and the drink lit up. Suddenly, you gathered to Su-hee's house and drank until dawn.

“Hey, Harebuild. Are you out of your mind? ”

“No, I'm still awake. But it's quiet in the house? ”

“Su-hee and Hyo-jin went to the market together. They're feeding us. Been gone about half an hour. I'll be back soon.”

Jinjin lightly slapped the back of the reconstruction with his palm.

“Go in and wash up before the kids come. You know the cleaning is done by the footballer, right? I'm losing a lot of hair these days, so you might want to clean the drain. ”

“Okay, got it. ”

Reconstruction woke up smiling and went into the bathroom. As you try to close the door, you hear a sincere voice.

“Use a new blue toothbrush and disposable razor on the sink. Su-hee took it out for you to use. Towels are in the cabinet. ”

“Oke.”

Reconstruction locked the door and undressed. It was not the outfit I wore yesterday, but the funky training outfit Su Hee gave me.

It's what your brother wears sometimes. Remembering Su Hee's words, the reconstruction of all her clothes opened the door of the glass shower room. The sunflower shower was installed.

"Great, no splashing. If I move, I'll install something like this. ’

Reconstruction washed well with warm water. After brushing my teeth and shaving, I cleaned the bathroom and came out.

“Are you all washed up? ”

Jinjin looks out from the balcony.

The reconstruction comes up side by side, hairing his wet hair. The view of the Han River from the skyscraper was beautiful.

“What a nice house. When have I ever lived in a place like this? ”

Reconstruction laughs silently at the playful grumbling of sincerity.

Su Hee's family was well-connected since college. You never reveal it publicly, but it's hard to conceal your innate ear or booty in the first place.

“At least 500 million, right? ”

“More than that. It's not much of a house these days. ”

“Crazy, let's see, my salary is 3,000 this time, so even if I tighten my belt and tighten it tightly... I suddenly want a cigarette. Are you quitting here?”

“Stop it. ”

The reconstruction turns its back on its belly. Yesterday I couldn't look around the house properly while drinking and talking. He looked around Su-hee's house with a fresh look.

‘That's Su Hee.’

The orderly interior, arranged in black and white tones, felt like looking at Lee Soo Hee.

Reconstruction passed the TV and looked into the room next to the bathroom. What was visible through the open door was a bookshelf filled with three sides. It was Su-hee's study.

‘I wonder who's not with the window. ’

Reconstruction went inside and looked through the books that were full of books. The placenta was a rebuilding of books that were proudly high in reading volume, but had not yet been read.

"Wow, was this a double bookshelf? ’

Reconstruction reaches out with its tongue out. It was a mountain of visible books, but there were books hidden behind it. The hand of the reconstruction looks stunning, pushing the bookshelf down.

Right then.

“Oh, I'm going to shrug. ”

Hyojin's exhausted voice was heard with the sound of the front door opening. Reconstruction came out of the living room rather than opening the bookshelf. Su-hee and Hyo-jin were about to put a shopping bag full of ingredients in front of the porch.

“Hey, why didn't you call me down? ”

Jinjin, who was standing on the balcony, hurried to pick up his shopping bag. Hyojin immediately opened his eyes.

“You're making some phone calls. I've done it twice. ”

“Huh? Oh, right. It was silent. Then let's rebuild it. ”

“I've done it three times for reconstruction. ”

Likewise, Su-hee said with tears in her eyes. The reconstruction standing behind Jinjin's back scratched his dry head and replied.

“I was silent too.... ”

Hyojin pulled out his tongue while taking off his slippers.

“Well, how come the strong guys aren't helping? Oh, don't stop me. Get out of my way. ”

“Ugh!”

Hyojin pushed the truth firmly and went inside. Su-hee followed up to the living room. Her expressionless face slightly stiffened as she looked at the door of the open library.

“Oh, Su-hee. You have so many books. ”

Reconstruction approaches Su Hee, talking to her. Su-hee turns her head and looks at the reconstruction.

“Hmmm...? ”

“I have a lot of books. I wish I could make a library like you in this house. Can I see a little more? ”

He said that reconstruction had already entered the library.

There was a lot of blood on Su-hee's embarrassed face.

Yesterday I forgot all about drinking and enjoying myself. The fact that you have to lock the library door. that, more particularly than anyone else, reconstruction should be prevented.

“Now, wait a minute. Reconstruction.”

“Yes? Why? ”

Reconstruction earlier, he reached out to the double bookshelf inside the bay and replied. Su-hee hid her trembling heart and said with a close look.

“We have to eat soon. I'll see you later. ”

“Okay. I'm just going to take a quick look for 10 minutes. ”

“Oh, no…! ”

If you give them five minutes instead of ten, the reconstruction will turn over every double bookshelf in this room. I had no idea how much reconstruction loves books. Su-hee grabbed the wrist of the reconstruction to pull out the book.

“I want you to come out and help me eat. I need a lot of hands. ”

“Really? Why don't you tell me, okay? ”

Reconstruction conveniently put the book on the road bookshelf and followed Su Hee out of the library. Suhee closes the door behind her back and lets out a long sigh of relief. If she comes back one minute later, it's a big deal. My heart was beating like a broken heart.

“What can I do? ”

“Huh? Ah... ”

Su-hee blurred the end of the word. The truth is, I never needed any help rebuilding my meals.

“Can you wash my rice? You just need to rinse off three air bubbles. ”

“Got it.”

Reconstruction washed rice quickly with skilled hands. It was nothing because it had been traced for a long time.

After a quick reconstruction, I wiped my hands with a towel and went back to the library and grabbed the door hook. However, the locked door hook does not return.

“Huh? What? Why is this locked? ”

“Oh my…. I think the door's locked. What do we do? I forgot where I left my keys. ”

Su-hee was pretending to be surprised.

“It's okay. It's somewhere in the key house. When you're gone, you can find them quietly. ”

“Really? Oh, sorry. I think it's my fault. ”

“No, I would have locked it. I do that all the time. ”

When the problem was solved neatly, Su Hee put on her apron with a refreshing hand. Then I began preparing meals in earnest. Hyo-jin also helped Su-hee by chopping vegetables and chopping meat.

While the women were preparing for the meal, the reconstruction and advancement were far away, so they sat on the balcony chair and waited. I glanced back at the kitchen and muttered.

“The woman who eats is so beautiful, really. ”

“It's Hyojin, not a woman. Do you still go to karaoke and meet maids? ”

“Shh, be quiet. You can hear me. That was the one time. I won't do it again. ”

I paid attention to my ears because I was genuine.

Reconstruction shakes its head with a bitter smile. Subsequently, Dassle came to his mind naturally. I would have worked all night yesterday, so I would still be sleeping.

‘Anyway, I still haven't heard back. ’

I sent Dastan a message last night while he was drinking. When Hurricane Rage is released, I will sign and present it first. However, Dastan's reply has yet to come.

‘I hope that's not the case. ’

Unlike before, it was a bit of a worrying reconstruction.

Now Dastan was a precious man who also took part in the heart. I was not less influenced by the use of 'Gale Anger’. He was engraved on his chest with one of the many people who had made a positive change to his life, big or small.

“Hey, what's this? ”

I was looking at my phone and muttered in a surprised voice. Reconstruction takes its mind off Dassle and raises its head.

“What is it? ”

“Hey, this is... awesome! ”

I looked back at Su-hee and Hyo-jin with a raised voice.

Jinjin raised his cell phone in front of the reconstruction. It was a list of live rising queries from the largest portal site in the country, Navin.

1 Modern Youth Literature Award Reconstruction

Two stupid girls.

3 Wind Cheon Oil Reconstruction

4 Reconstruction in Digital Literature

5 Chongcheon Oil Operation

6 Boys in the 90s

7 Economy Rock Webtoon

8 Download the Wizard of Pegelon

9 The Breeze Tevon

10 Poongcheon Oil Novel Tevon

“Hey, is this...?! ”

The rebuilding opened its eyes next to the awe.

Everything from 1st to 10th was his own story. I didn't even have a clue what happened.

“Hey, you go on Twitter. ”

“Huh? Huh. ”

Reconstruction took out his phone with a tremendous face. As soon as he connected to Twitter, he gasped and inhaled.

- You're a super-duper blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah to the paragraphs blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah to the paragraphs blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.

- Those who insult me are full of crap. Readers see it when it's pure fun. It's eulogy, genre literature, so I don't want you to be childish with colored glasses.

- You're a complete novel thug;;;;;;;;; The Fantasy beat the Literary to infinity;;;;;;;;;; Uh, yeah.

- Is rebuilding your real name or is it Chongcheon oil?

- It's the middle three. It keeps my parents out of fantasy. But this time, she said it was for a contemporary youth literature award named Hae Hae Hae Hae Hae, and she gave me a full payment for The Bress. He buys them for books, too. Thank you, Writer.

- Harry Ford, each in a year?

- When are you going to Hollywood???

- When will you win the Nobel Prize for Literature??? Blah blah blah blah

I almost mistook it for someone else's Twitter.

Even after washing his eyes, he was on his own Twitter. There were just over 55,000 followers.

What the hell happened overnight? No matter how prestigious the Contemporary Youth Literature Award is, it can't have this much impact.

Glug glug!

The phone vibrated and the screen turned to an incoming phone call. I was reminded of the name of the director of contemporary youth literature. She reminds me of her request to hide the fact that it is Wind Cheon Oil, and the reconstruction received a phone call in a tense state.

“Hello."

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