Big Life

14-Stop is unknown (5)

Reconstruction continued to call in front of Eun-young who opened her eyes.

“I'm glad you're taking good care of me. I was worried about how it would look in your eyes. ”

- In fact, it's really easy for male writers to express the inner parts of women. because it's not a question of understanding with your head or just dying from habit. because you have to understand women to get natural strings.

“That's why female writers make female protagonists, male writers make male protagonists and so on. ”

- Ha-ha-ha. Anyway, I was really impressed. As soon as you've done so, please send us any time so we can review it as soon as possible.

“Thank you, then. ”

- Good work, sir.

Reconstruction after hanging up the phone said to Eun-young, putting the phone in her pocket.

“Do you want anything else? You had a buckwheat soba, but you didn't have enough. ”

“Ha, you're going to shoot me? ”

“Of course.”

“Can I have some meatballs? ”

Reconstruction raised its hand and called the waiter.

“Can I have a large soup, please? ”

“You can order a small one. ”

“There are only 12 of them when I grow up. ”

“Yes, Mr. Ha, you make a lot of money, so I'll take it with me. ”

Eun-young showed a cool side and cleared out the extra dumplings she ordered.

I just added it as if I was worried about the way it came out.

“You must be getting fat again. ”

“You look great. Why? ”

“I'm 54 right now, and I want to lose 50 kilos. ”

“I don't want to overdo it. Never mind, just buy whatever you want. ”

“I've been doing that my whole marriage, and I've done 65 kilos. ”

Reconstruction was said with a bitter smile.

Eun-young doesn't seem too shy to hide her divorce career from him. I was a little curious as to why she divorced me, but the reconstruction decided to save the horses and put things back together.

“Will you go to the market with me and let me digest? ”

“Mart? Do you have anything? ”

“I'm going to buy a lot of things if I go. ”

Reconstruction was reminded of the refrigerator in the author's office.

The refrigerator was empty, except for a few side dishes, including Eun-young's kimchi.

After Eun-young, a woman, moved in, things were much better.

When it was just Minho and the microscope, the refrigerator was hard to open because I was crying.

‘Since you are out, let's have plenty of room. I have to stick my stake in here until I go to Japan. ’

The reconstruction of the day's work by sharing the emotions of silver has already been decided. I was ready to bury my bones in the writer's office for about 10 days.

“Let's take the car. ”

“It takes less than 10 minutes on foot. ”

“You might live longer than I thought, so I'd better take the car. ”

When he arrived at the market in his car, the reconstruction started carrying carts and picking up all kinds of food. Eun-young, who was asked to shop for seasoning or ingredients for the dishes, did not go to another corner.

‘Pork belly, pork belly...... 10 chickens, meat is enough...... Buy 10 eggs, frozen dumplings, donut gas, fish cakes, ham, tuna, bread, apples, tomatoes, bananas, milk, juice, and rice. ’

As you can see, the large cart is quickly full.

When a bag of snacks cannot be placed, the reconstruction whines and turns the cart towards the counter.

“Ha Writer, what have you bought so much of?! ”

Eun-young met again in front of the register and panicked as soon as she saw the cart. Covered by mountain ingredients, the upper half of the reconstruction is invisible.

“I'll do the math for you. I'm gonna go out and make some boxes. ”

Reconstruction hands over the debit card and leaves the register. The calculation didn't end, even while he was putting the tape together to make three large boxes.

“₩ 387,620. ”

“Hey, over here. ”

Eun-young can't keep her mouth shut, and the calculations are done.

Soon, the reconstruction of the whole box came and packed the goods with her.

“You really bought too much. I'm sorry about this. ”

“I'll be in my office for ten days. Don't be sorry. We're eating together. ”

The reconstruction pushes the cart forcefully. Considering Eun-young's help, this much reward was nothing. The cart doesn't feel heavy at all.

* * *

Writing began.

Two days passed, three days passed again.

Ten fingers of reconstruction were still flying restlessly on the keyboard today.

‘Phew, okay. It would be better to go to a salon than to have a drink with a distraction here. No, I want you to eat and shop first! ’

Tadadadak! Tadadak!

Tad-da-da-da-da!

Lika has never failed to rebuild.

Sharing emotions with Eun-young did not break for a moment.

Thanks to this, reconstruction was writing easily.

I did not take a step outside the office except for a walk - even this half-minute walk was forced because of the health concerns.

‘Why is it so hard? Have you lost some health? ’

You wipe your sweaty neck with a towel and the reconstruction tilts your head. The temperature in the office was moderate. However, if you work for a few hours, it pours down like sweat.

As my breathing was suffocating and my vision was dimmed, I also reflected a lot of things that looked like they were overlapping. While sharing his emotions, he was still unaware that his energy consumption had increased exponentially.

“Meow.”

Lyka, who was quietly warming herself in the window frame, leaped to the side of her laptop and looked at the reconstruction.

The pathetic, radiant eyes seemed to tell me to rest.

‘Sorry, Lika. Just a little more. ’

Reconstruction continued the writing with just one stroke of Lika's neck with his bare hands.

At that moment, Eun-young came up behind her back and knocked on the rebuilding chair.

“It's time to eat. ”

“Yes?”

The reconstruction raises its head and looks at the clock.

And I surprised myself.

It didn't seem long after I started writing at 7: 00 a.m., but it was already past noon.

“It's already like this. ”

“Aren't you paying too much attention? Take a break for at least 10 minutes an hour. I'm so anxious to see her next to me. We're all set. Come on. ”

The two of them had lunch and strolled around the park near the officetel. In a small conversation going back and forth with a slow walk, there was an elongated smile on both of their faces.

“I think your mystery is going to be amazing again. ”

“Was it okay to see Writer Jang? ”

I said, "Yeah, I've had 11 years of romance. Do you know why there are so few male romance writers? because we can't really express women's psychology or emotions. But the writer is really expressive. I thought it was totally my story reading this. ”

Reconstruction had nothing but laughter.

It is not hard to express her sympathy because she borrowed Eun-young's emotions.

“I sometimes watch the Marriage Information Company Survey. When I write a novel, I want to refer to the psychological expressions of men and women. ”

“Hmm, yes. ”

Eun-young looks at her phone and says.

“Look, the thing you see most at a friend's wedding is that men look like brides. Women, on the other hand, are spousal abilities. Would it be fun to just understand and express this with knowledge? Why do women see abilities more than they look? What the hell is underlying psychology? ”

“I see.”

“It's really only natural to get this from a woman's point of view that makes readers sympathetic. This is never as easy as it sounds. There are limits to effort. That's how I admire your writing. ”

“I don't know what to do. Thank you."

At the same time, my phone rang in my pocket.

When I took it out, I received a call from Myeong-seok immediately to rebuild it.

“Yes, Editor. ”

- I read everything you sent me. Very good. It's flowing. I liked the two extra chapters you gave me.

“I'm glad.”

- By the way, sir, One thing that takes a little bit of time.

“What's that? ”

The reconstruction stopped walking and stood there. Seeing his somewhat nervous face, Eun Young also waited quietly.

- It's true that the female characters have improved greatly overall. But... I don't think I have enough personality.

“Personality?”

- Yes, personality. Lee Ye-ji, Han Ju-hee, and Kang So-yeon all have the same personality. The predictions are sunny and positive, Ju-hee is cold and easy, and the speeches are extraordinary and masculine. But I feel like all three of them are speaking.

“Ah……. ”

Reconstruction looked up at the blue sky with a blush of tears. Without realizing it, everyone was filled with the emotions of the silver spirit.

- Actually, this is good enough. It would be nice to go to the market. But I'm telling you because I think it's going to get a lot better in my experience with you.

“Very well. I'll think about it. Thank you for your good point. ”

- Yes, sir. We'll get back to you.

After hanging up the phone, I didn't stop thinking.

Eun-young, who was watching quietly, points to the bench next to you.

“Don't just stand there, just sit there for a second. ”

“Ah, yes. ”

Reconstruction looks up at the air as if you were tempted to think, and sits down on the bench.

How do we overcome this obstacle?

Two women's faces were emerging as the answer.

‘Lee Ye-ji...... is Somi! ’

Lee Ye-ji, who was the starting point of the key event, was in charge. He was also a character who resembled Somi in many ways. I was also confident that it would work because I had the power to share my emotions.

Reconstruction took out her phone again and asked Eun-young.

“What do you think about the illustrator coming into the office and working on it? ”

“Why do you ask me for my condolences? It's the writer's office. You can do whatever you want. What kind of illustrator? ”

“Mr. Jang, you're on the cover of a romance novel. ”

“Oh, that Jung Jung-mi? You painted the cover of the Night Howlers and Slater? I love it. You drew so well that I wanted to meet you! ”

“I'm not sure if he's coming. ”

I would still be working hard at the company at this time.

Reconstruction wrote a message to Somi instead of a phone.

* * *

“You want me to watch this school till Monday morning? No, really...! ”

This surrogate was overwhelmed and lost his words.

Somi was given a three-person assignment because two members of the editing staff had gone on leave.

The first or second manuscript of a new fantasy novel that is coming out next week, and the previous manuscript of works published, are assigned to Somi.

“Holy shit, what am I supposed to do with Somi all by herself? I can't even help you. ”

This surrogate was moaning as she went through the list of tasks.

“What? You're in on something that's not scheduled for next week. 7 Dungeons to Madness, 5 Drinks to Answer, 4 Bomb Dragon...... Why are they making such a fuss now? ”

Somi's head was lying on her shoulders again today after lowering her eyes helplessly.

I didn't eat less than a third of the fried rice I ordered for lunch.

I had no appetite at all.

This morning, the editor looked at her and asked her why she hasn't pulled her hair lately. If I pulled my head again, I would argue that I would be on the internet again.

“I've had a really good experience with itching. Somi, come with me to the new school. Let me help you.”

“No, sister. I have to try. I'll do whatever it takes all weekend. ”

I said that, but I was worried.

I was going to finish the cover work I had been asked to do through Laptops right away.

I have to spend the night from Thursday, not on the weekends.

Glug glug!

The phone glows on the table with the message flying.

When Somi saw the name that came to her mind, she looked at the content with a happy look while it was hard.

- Mr. Somi, how are you doing?

“Ha, you're a writer, right? ”

This surrogate, who only noticed by his expression, smiled maliciously and asked.

Somi smiles shyly and replies.

There's a lot of noise on the stairwell, which sometimes distracts me.

I got you an office in Laptops, and you want to come and work on it this weekend? Somi's cover artists are all here.

Somi's lips softened in an unexpected offer.

You're going to work in the same space as the reconstruction.

She writes straight back with a trembling heart.

- Do you mind if I go? It was work, but I wanted to take a look at the office.

- Yeah, there's a computer here, too. It's eight Rams, so you won't have to work on the illustration. Just bring the tablets. You can stay overnight.

- Thank you very much, and I'll call you on Friday night.

- Yes, Mr. Somi. Good work.

Somi put her phone down with a bright face.

Just before, there was no depressing aura that had prevailed.

“Severe, severe. ”

“What, do you want... ice cream, sis? ”

“Fine, I'm a shooter. Somi's gonna take that toothpaste again, right? ”

“Don't call it toothpaste. Mint chocolate chips.”

If bad things continue, good things will happen.

Weird Balanced Life.

Somi got up from her seat, holding on to her heart as much as she could.

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