Big Life

13 - Popular in real time (7)

The rebuilding that was driving towards his studio had to break the handle in the middle. It was because of a phone call.

“So soon? I thought it would take at least a few weeks. Oh, I'm gonna go check it out. I turned around. I'll see you soon. ”

Reconstruction pulls over, resets navigation and steps on Axel again. The road in the middle of the day was generally smooth, so it didn't take long.

Reconstruction relaxed and listened to a recently purchased audiobook novel.

It's a habit you didn't have before the car. It tasted much less sweetened than reading a typeface with my eyes, but it was a decent medium.

‘Is this it?’

I drove to the destination faster than I expected while listening to the audio book. You can see the high-rise officetel building in front of you. The rebuilding car slipped into the entrance of the underground parking lot.

“Yes, I'm here now. Did you say 1601? Going up.”

Reconstruction pulls you out of the parked car and into the elevator. When you reach the 16th floor and get to 1601, the door is wide open.

“Ah, Writer Ha is here! ”

Eun-young, who first saw the rebuilding, cheerfully shouted. At the same time, Minho and the landscape, who were unpacking their belongings, looked together.

“You're back in a minute, Writer Ha. ”

“I'm not stopping. Wow, the office is huge and nice. It shouldn't be too hard to live with a large family. ”

The nudity of reconstruction was not mere nonsense.

The officetel was much more spacious and pleasant than what I had heard in person. Everything from electric ranges to refrigerators, microwave, washing machines, etc. was built in, so there was nothing else to prepare.

Reconstruction simply looked inside.

Three consecutive rooms to the right of the living room and kitchen with an elongated rectangular structure, two shared bathrooms at the end of the living room with one large and one small in the largest room.

“I think Writer Jang Eun-young should use the biggest room. ”

The last time I looked at the big room, the reconstruction said. Reconstruction smiled and said in front of Eun-young, who was tilting her head because she didn't know what that meant.

“Maybe you should use a room with an attached bathroom, since you're a woman. ”

“No, Writer. You don't have to treat her like a woman. Common toilets are not uncomfortable at all ”

“We're uncomfortable. ”

Minho interrupts after finishing installing her laptop.

“Me and the microscope are specialized for dirty writing, but you're so clean. After washing it once, I don't just get nervous cleaning it every time. Do as you're told. ”

“My goodness, my brother. If anyone hears me, I think I've been nagging a lot. Don't you know I don't care about that? ”

Eun-young grumbles as if she's gone mad.

I burst into laughter, shouting my neck at everyone's faces. After that, this time, the microscope received a message as he pulled the drink out of the refrigerator.

“Maybe you'll have more female writers in the future. Then you'll have to share it with me.Until then, make yourself comfortable. Isn't that great?”

“Is it really okay...? ”

In the end, Eun-young couldn't remove the sorry expression from her face.

The shaky eyes still contained the interior of the officetel. This was the best studio I've ever worked in. Her life as a writer was always fascinating. Now, my marriage to my ex-husband was never rich.

“So it's decided? ”

Reconstruction speaks to Eun-young like that, then goes to the balcony.

The building forests looked down at me.

Above the dense urban area, I looked down and felt a deep breath.

‘Good choice. Well, he's very discreet and meticulous. ’

Compared to the old villa basement office, it was like turning from a 30-year-old neighborhood bathhouse into a 24-hour sauna with the latest facilities.

What would it feel like to write in an office like this?

The excitement of the new environment brought a smile to the mouth of the reconstruction.

At that moment, a soft hand came up on my shoulder.

“Oh, Jules. ”

Tae-won, who appeared without a sound, stood behind his back smiling.

“How are you? Are you okay? ”

“It's not okay. If you use it here, the best sellers will just get ripped off. ”

“Thank God you like him. Anything you need. And again…… you know this office belongs to Mr. Ha, right? ”

Tae-won lowered his voice and said playfully.

Reconstruction grins as if anxious.

Right then.

“Wow, you're up to speed on Navin again. ”

Suddenly, Silver Spirit mutters in an elastic voice.

His eyes were looking down at his cell phone.

“What is it, Sis? ”

The microscope flashed with curiosity. Eun-young answered, holding up her phone and showing me the screen.

“Apparently, Appley-Charyn read The Wrath of Hae-soon. I think I tweeted it because I love the book. ”

“Wow...! Charyn?!"

The scope could not keep its mouth shut as if it were torn. The reconstruction, which neither apple nor Charin knew, was dazed, blinking only two eyes like a crucian carp.

“Haha, don't you know Applety? ”

“Oh, yes. Who is it?”

Reconstruction answered as he took out his cell phone.

I had a hunch that it wouldn't be the name of a beverage given the name Charin.

“Even if you don't watch TV, you don't know Apple. It's a very hot group since last year. ”

“Girl group? ”

“Yes, Charyn is the apple leader, and she likes to read. I used to go to the National Literature Department, but I'm on holiday because of my entertainment activities. Try your search. It's really, really hot. ”

The microscope said, throwing a sad glance at me.

Somehow, while still feeling out of date, the reconstruction connected to Navin.

4 Charged Gale Anger

5 Rebuild

6 Contemporary Youth Literature Tornado

7 Applet Charin Recommendation Books

Although not in first place, there were keywords related to reconstruction in the list of real-time rising queries, up to the fourth to seventh place.

Reconstruction was surprising, joyful, but on the one hand curious.

It's a happy coincidence.

I can't believe you chose my book in a world where there are so many writers and works. No matter how much I liked reading as the phenomenon said, it was amazing as a reconstruction.

‘There's a lot more. ’

Reconstruction on Twitter once again put its tongue out.

Until a few days ago, the number of Twitter followers, which was under 60,000, increased to more than 70,000. And there were so many tweets that you couldn't even check them.

These were netizens who followed a link to Charin's "Recommended Rage" tweet.

Reconstruction tweeted and searched for Charin on Navin. It was a face that seemed to have been seen on TV someday. Like many female celebrities, Chae Rin in the photo was very pretty.

“It would be nice, Writer Ha. You get recommendations from group leaders about being popular. ”

Tae-won talked with a big smile.

Reconstruction slowly shakes his head and replies with a hesitant expression.

“It's nice, but it feels really weird. Did you hear about the writer's night? ”

“Although not necessarily, it's a contemporary youth literature award. He's usually a book person, so he might have been interested a long time ago. Congratulations. This will increase your sales again. Ah!”

Tae-won snapped his fingers and bounced the horse.

“The houses have to do today, right? No, offices. The writers are all here. How's it going, Mr. Ha? ”

“I'm fine. I'll shoot it as a memorial recommended by Idol. Tell us what you want to eat. ”

I got a call while I was answering.

Whether he took out his cell phone or reconstructed, he wiped the smile off his face as soon as he saw the liquid crystal. It was Dassle who had avoided meeting me as an excuse to be busy.

“Hello."

- What are you doing?

“I'm here for a quick errand. Why is it so hard to see? Were you busy?”

Reconstruction begged people for understanding and came out of the outer corridor. Somehow, Dassle's voice was becoming calmer than it used to be.

- I was just doing some stuff. How's your father, Writer?

“We've been texting before. You've improved a lot.”

- Thank God. My prayers worked.

“Did you pray for him? Maybe it's really Mr. Darcy. ”

- Chuckle.

The static came to me with a laugh.

I leaned against the wall and looked at the end of the empty corridor, and I asked him to rebuild.

“When do you have time? Wouldn't you like to get signed first, too? ”

- Of course I do. Actually, that's why I called. Are you having a hard day, Writer?

“Today……? It's okay."

Reconstruction quickly came to a conclusion when it cleared the office of Thaewon and the writers.

It was because of a difficult sense.

After today, I had an ominous feeling that I would never see Dassle again.

“I guess I'll see you around Herb Karaoke, right? What time should I see you? ”

- When you get ready and leave at 5: 00?

“Okay, I'll see you soon. ”

Reconstruction sought forgiveness from Thais and writers, then left the officetel.

I started the car and looked into the passenger seat drawer. Inside the drawer was a ‘gale fury’ inscribed with the first sign.

The reconstruction trampled Axel with excitement.

* * *

Dassle was already pouring a glass before the reconstruction arrived. It was the first place we drank together. The only soy sauce on top of the table was the basic bean sprouts soup.

The mobile phone screen in my hand reminded me of a Twitter reconstruction that emerged from Navin's real-time search query. Dassle felt more distant from the rebuilding that was receiving great interest from a girl group member.

I passed on booze as well as a bad heart.

At the very least, I felt sorry for myself for not overcoming the desire to see the reconstruction once. She's already emptying the Soju Rebellion by herself, afraid to reconstruct with sanity.

Glug glug!

My phone trembled.

Dassle picks up a spoonful of soup and answers the phone.

“Yes, sister. No, I sent all my stuff yesterday. I took all the luggage out of my room. I didn't have anything else to pack. Yeah, I know. Hey, sis. I'll call you back. ”

After seeing the reconstruction coming in through the door, Dastan quickly hangs up the phone. With very few guests, the reconstruction immediately found Dassle, looking at the soju bottle, narrowed his glabella.

“Were you drinking alone? ”

“Are you tired of waiting? Who asked you to be late? ”

“You're late. It's 4: 50. ”

“I'm serious again. Have a drink and let me rest. I didn't want him to eat with you. ”

Reconstruction got drunk and ordered a proper drink.

In the meantime, Dastan drank another glass of wine by himself. There was not even a chance to stop him.

“What's wrong with you? Did something happen? ”

“Nothing? I just need a drink. Have a drink too, Writer. ”

Dazle encouraged and drank tobacco liquor, smiling as if it were not a big deal. I didn't have the courage to tell her honestly.

My vision is blurred as quickly as I drink it.

The shape of the reconstruction that I wanted to engrave on my pupils so that I would never forget was also spreading.

In the end, Dazzle drank a lot more quickly than he usually felt.

“Hey, Mr. Darcy. ”

The reconstruction quickly rises and grabs Dassle, crouching to the side. I haven't had a drink in less than half an hour. The reconstruction shakes her, regretting that it would have stopped her a little stronger.

“Get up, I can't today. I'll take you.”

Dassle narrows his eyes and looks up.

With her fingertips, she circles the reconstructed cheek and smiles at the basil.

“Take me? Where? ”

“Home. Where are you? I'll take you home. Get up. ”

“I don't have a home. ”

I stopped the rebuilding and looked at Dassle.

His big lips were smiling, but not a gentle smile. I could always recognize myself as a writer who prefers to listen rather than show, and who is passionate about what I see. It was the endless bitter sadness.

“I really don't have a home, Writer. ”

Dawl mutters tiredly, then drops his head.

As the reconstruction grabs her by the waist, she leans against her chest. I can't even feel the rhythm in my limp body anymore.

‘There's a commotion. ’

Parking is also a good distance.

Reconstruction swallowed the saliva with a burning neck and cast its gaze outside the shop. As I entered the entrance of the night, I saw the sign of the motel at the end of the road that lit up.

‘It's better there than home. Let's put him to sleep.’

I had no other choice.

I couldn't take a drunken woman to steam room.

The reconstruction takes its toll, moaning, and holding Dassle on its back. It was the first good thing it was lighter than I expected, and the second good thing it was jeans, not skirts. But it was enough to attract people's attention.

Reconstruction pushes the door of the motel down, breathing heavily.

“Welcome. ”

“Good work, how much? ”

“60,000 won if you include disposables. ”

Reconstruction took a hard calculation with Dassle in hand and received a card key and disposables. The room was on the second floor, so I pressed and held the elevator button, and after a long time the staff at the counter told me.

“This is the second floor, sir. The first floor has a parking lot. ”

I wish I could tell you that sooner.

No matter how light the Dazzle was, it was now the limit. While committing to exercise regularly, the reconstruction turned around. The sound of Dassle's breath leaking out of his earlobes aggravates his ears.

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