Big Life
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‘Chuckle, I'm still going to live. ’
Dazle smiles as fervently as a child, and puts his phone in his coat pocket. Her newly purchased shoes lead her toward the new corner.
‘Oh, I found it. ’
Dazle quickly found ‘gale fury’ among the many gods. The book was also surrounded by a belt called 'The youngest award for contemporary youth literature.'
‘Nice picture. Even cuter in real life. ’
Dassle laughs again, looking at the profile picture of the rebuilding engraved on the wing of the book.
I couldn't stop smiling just by looking at my face. After that, her fingers are handing over the first chapter.
- I dedicate this book to a man named Dassle and her life.
‘ ……?! ’
A single line of sentences engraved in the middle of an empty blank blank sheet.
Dassle stares at the sentence with a mute face.
The raised eyebrows did not stop trembling. It was his name, after all.
It was crowded inside the bookstore.
A long way from carrying the book, many people were touching him behind his back. Among these many, only Dastan's time was frozen.
‘Ahh... ’
My heart swelled with the breath I took. At the same time, I felt a fever in my head, and my whole body was like a balloon.
Soon, my eyes became wet.
Both ends of her lips are climbing very slowly.
“Hey, I'm sorry... ”
The guest grumbles, looking for the book on the corner where Dassle is standing. Then Dassle regained his senses, bowing his head and avoiding his side.
‘Damn, I'm upset. Just meet him. ’
Dazzle pressed his finger against the edge of his wet eye, then headed as calculated.
I had a book in my hand that dared to ring. Ignoring the rebuilding words, she went out to the bookstore to buy "gale fury."
You said 30 minutes at the most, right? ’
There was a small cafe near the station exit where I was supposed to meet with the reconstruction. Dazle went into the cafe and ordered coffee, thinking of waiting while reading the book. Then I sat down at a table facing the window and took out a chair.
Wow, this has been my story from the start. ’
Dassle was immersed in the story from the first sentence. I liked the feeling of immersion because I knew that she was a heroine made of herself as a model.
As I read the book, Dastan's expression changed widely.
Surprise stiffened, joyful laughter, and squinting at the frowning tip, the page was moving on without rest.
Suddenly, she became the heroine Hye-young.
‘Will I be able to live like this...? ’
Darcy suddenly thought from the top to the top.
It was strange, and I remembered that I had thought of this even on the day I received the necklace from the reconstruction.
Hye-young in the novel was roughly enduring the mossy winds of the world. I haven't read the ending yet, but I've been holding on to my strength.
Dastan smiles bitterly.
I was not confident that I would follow my dreams as handsomely as Hye-young. When I thought about it, I didn't notice the contents of the book anymore. Subsequently, I began to feel burdened by my relationship with reconstruction.
‘He doesn't suit me. ’
In fact, I had been confused since a long time ago.
He's a completely different person from himself.
Whenever I think about it, I've just avoided it consciously.
What are you looking forward to and meet the reconstruction?
Because you're a good person?
Because you're a good listener?
Because you're a great writer?
Even if I asked myself, there was no answer. The sigh that flowed out as much as the heart that could not catch the ribs was deeply broken.
Glug glug!
The phone I left on the table fluttered.
It was a call from the reconstruction.
Dawle wakes up his throat, choking with a clear cough, and answers the phone.
“Yes, I'm the writer's brother. ”
- Mr. Darcy, I'm sorry, I can't go right now. I think my dad was in a car accident.
“Yes? A car accident?! ”
The voice of surprised Dastan rises.
The eyes of guests around the cafe were drawn to her at the same time.
“Well, how did you come by that? How badly did he get hurt? ”
- It's a fracture, but I need to get to the hospital. I got your call, but she's on her way. She can't get her phone to work. Sorry I'm late. I'm in a bad mood...!
It wasn't until half an hour ago that Dassle realized.
But it didn't matter. She shakes her head vigorously as if reconstruction were in front of her eyes.
“Don't mind me, brother. You're driving, right? Don't just step on it because it's urgent. Be careful. Okay?”
- Okay, I'll call you later.
“Yuck, drive safely. He'll be fine. Don't worry too much. ”
- Thank you, I'll talk to you later.
The phone is disconnected.
Dassle clasps his hands together and closes his eyes. It was her own prayer of sincerity, even though there was no religion.
* * *
“Stop squeezing. A man died! ”
The stone gave me an unfair look.
I was just finishing my cast and lay down on the bed inside the room of five people.
Names, jayne, and reconstruction stood side by side of the bed. The two mothers cried for a long time and were still sighing with puffy eyes.
“Oh, stop it, you guys. Reconstruction, take your mother and sister home. Come on."
Reconstruction looked down at the body of the sliding stone instead of the answer. Fractured left wrist and right heel, with large and small abrasions all over the body.
It was a car accident in an apartment complex where the stone worked as a security guard. The backward resident did not see the stone that was collecting recyclables and crashed into it.
Reconstruction seemed to break my heart with guilt.
I wish you'd pushed me so hard to quit your job.
Then none of this would have happened today. The stone incident felt solely like its own responsibility.
“You can stop now. ”
The stone that was nagging my wife and daughter turned to reconstruction. Reconstruction hangs the horse, head down.
“Don't go to work. Please.”
The stone shuts its mouth and closes its eyes.
Reconstruction stood tall and waited for an answer.
However, no matter how much time passed, there was no chance of opening the stone's mouth or eyes.
Finally, the reconstruction turns around, exhaling a short sigh.
“Where are you going? ”
“To get my father's clothes. ”
“Come with me. I need to get some things, too. Mom, I'm going home with the reconstruction. ”
Reconstruction and reconstruction left the room.
By the time the footsteps are completely silent, the plaintiff sits down on the chair next to the bed.
“I know you're not sleeping. ”
“ ……. ”
“Be nice to your son. How upsetting and heartbreaking would that be? Why are you always so impulsive? ”
“Don't let me tell you, I'm going to sleep now. ”
“How would you like to quit your job when reconstruction tells you to quit? You're rebuilding well. How many awards have you received and how well do you sell your writing? You can search the Internet now, your son. Aren't you proud of your writer's son? ”
At the end of the repetitive question, the nameplate stands up. I didn't expect an answer because he was a husband who rarely reveals himself in the first place.
It was just then.
“It's not like that. ”
The person stops on his way to see the nurse and turns around.
The stone was still breathing slowly and deeply with its eyes closed. Immediately, his voice leaked out through the gaps in his shouting lips.
“Because I don't like the way reconstruction is hard for him to write. I haven't slept in three days, I haven't eaten. Crying and smiling, thinking to myself like a crazy person. No matter how hard I scream, I won't listen. She nagged me hundreds of times to take care of myself and use it. It still doesn't work. ”
“Honey... ”
I returned to the chair with a pale face and sat down.
The stone swallowed once and continued to speak in a dry voice.
“Gekko took a risk against me and entered the window. You son of a bitch. That summer. I didn't even come out of my room for the rest of the holidays with a yellow face. ”
The sharp one nods silently. It was a landscape she clearly remembered.
“One day, I couldn't sleep because I couldn't sleep. So I got up, pretended to go to the bathroom, and the reconstruction leaned over the room. You know what I saw back then? There was a nostril pouring out of both nostrils, and he didn't know it, and he was tapping the keyboard. ”
“ ……?! ”
“As a father, I came to my senses at that moment. If this is the work of a writer, I would never ask him to do it. Even if I use good works to please countless people, what's the point if I can't protect myself? ”
The stone's face distorted with agony.
A creased hand rests on top of his.
“I put my hand on the reconstructor that day. I couldn't take it without getting my insides turned around and punching me. It breaks my heart everyday when I think of him as a reconstructor. That's what he's gonna be using his whole life. I'm sure it was yesterday. If I hadn't been in an accident today, I would have. ”
The sharp man buries his wet face on the chest of the stone.
The stone gently stroked his wife's hair with an unharmed hand. A feeling of dullness and dullness filled the ages.
* * *
Sunday's Vandi and Lunia headquarters were crowded with many guests.
At the end of the hall, not far from the entrance, there was a special place that only existed today. It was a commemorative signing of the author who won the Contemporary Youth Literature Award.
"Phew, I'm nervous. ’
Reconstruction was finally checking the condition in front of the bathroom sink. Dressed in neat beige sweaters and jeans. I chose this outfit because I wanted to be seen as a bit of a comfortable impression for my readers.
‘You can't mean none of them are coming. ’
The moment I thought about it, Jinjin came into the bathroom.
“Hey, we're just getting started. How long are you going to keep this up? ”
“You haven't missed a single one. ”
“What are you talking about all of a sudden? ”
“No, let's get out. ”
Reconstruction left the restroom with Jinjin.
I was relieved that Jinjin was with me.
I was very grateful to my friend who was willing to give me a holiday.
“No problem, sir? ”
A woman in her 40s, waiting for the sandstone, laughed and asked her to rebuild. It was Seokyung, who was in charge of contemporary youth literature awards. I only spoke to him several times. It was my first time seeing him in person today.
“Yes, I'm fine. ”
“Sit down. We'll be on the air shortly. ”
“Rebuild, I'll be over there. ”
“Oh, right... ”
Reconstruction sat down on the sole chair of the sandstone. People passing by were staring at each other. Reconstruction was so humble that it was hard to even hold my head up.
“Hey... You're Writer Poongcheon Oil, right? ”
The reconstruction was leaning against the floor pretending to be looking for something for no reason, and I suddenly raised my head. A young man who looked like a college student stood with a shy expression.
“Ah, yes. That's right."
“I'm sorry. I was wondering if you could sign this, too. ”
The young man said that, and it was the "Wizard of Pegelon" book. Reconstruction nods, smiling happily.
“Of course you can. Give it to me."
“Oh, thank you so much. I didn't expect it at all because I thought it would only give me a thunderstorm. ”
“No, this is also a novel I wrote. What's your name, sir? ”
“Oh, yes. That stock.”
Reconstruction was a sincere sign to the front of the book.
The results I have practiced have come true.
I am a thankful reader who came to me for the first time even before broadcasting the announcement. Though it was not a ‘gale', it had nothing to do with the reconstruction.
“Here.”
“Thank you, Writer. I'll take it from here. Have a great day."
“Yes, goodbye. ”
* * *
After receiving his signature, the young man turned around, excited and smiling.
He picks up his cell phone and opens the book to take a picture of the sign of reconstruction. He immediately tweeted and posted with the photo.
- Blah blah blah blah I just got signed by Sungcheon oil writer at Vandi and Lunia headquarters. I signed a hurricane of rebuilding, and I took the wizard of Pegelon and got it.
Soon after posting, there were so many comments that I couldn't answer each other.
At the same time, it started spreading aggressively to various SNS, receiving numerous retweets from users.
Reconstruction, which he did not know at all, was only worried that readers would be embarrassed because they were not coming.
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