Big Life
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14-Stop is unknown (7)
Did someone else help you? ’
In the company, Somi was an editor who heard that she was new to school and had a fast start. It used to take her eight to nine hours to complete a single initiation.
Somi looked around the quiet office.
I didn't feel any signs of a microscope or a silver spirit. I went to the front of the visit and saw a low snoring sound coming out.
‘How did your work...... take less than 4 hours? ’
We can't rush him at this stage to make sure he's on his way to school. After all, all plaintiffs need a thorough review process.
However, after all, Somi was quite surprised by the fact that she put her hand on all the manuscripts.
‘You were so tired...' ’
Somi's heart grows pale as she looks at the restoration of her restless slumber.
It was also not to bring business here. At least I had to work when no one else was watching.
‘Lika is also busy with you... ’
Somi's gaze is toward the window frame beyond the shoulder of reconstruction.
Lika is lying down just as she was.
I was silent, unlike usual, who reacted sensitively to some posturing. With every breath, my body swells and the dark blue hair reflected in the light glows deeper.
“Ha, don't sleep here. Go to bed. ”
Somi tapped the shoulder of the reconstruction. The living room also had a collapsible cot. The deep sleep reconstruction didn't even turn around once, rather than answering.
“Ha, you should get some sleep. If you lie down like this, you'll be more tired tomorrow. Get up."
Somi wakes up again without giving up.
The two eyelids of the reconstruction were gently lifted up.
Somi's face is illuminated in a blurred pupil.
“Yes, just a moment. You're a few feet away from the bed. ”
Somi smiled and said, but the reconstruction was unresponsive.
In fact, Somi didn't know.
Reconstruction is far away, so only two eyes remain open, but the mind is still wandering around in a dreamland.
“Come on, Writer. Wake up, wake up. ”
Somi grabs the shoulder of the rebuilding sheep and raises them with strength.
Reconstruction seemed to stand up at her hands.
However, the rest of the torso slants as it loses its center.
“Ugh! Writer Ha. ”
Somi instinctively puts her hand under both arms of reconstruction to prevent him from falling.
Reconstruction became a part of Somi's small body.
Ugh... It's heavy! ’
The body of the reconstruction was too much for Somi to bear.
Somi grabs hold of the rebuilding waist and takes a step toward the cot. Soon, I tried to lie down on the bed, and I couldn't stand the lack of strength of both legs, so I twisted them.
“Aah!”
A short scream pierces your throat.
Somi could see a fluorescent lamp attached to the ceiling. I had to put the reconstruction back on, but he was lying on the bed. The reconstruction is lying flat on her body.
“Ha, Writer…? ”
“Khh……. ”
The answer came from the mouth of the rebuilding was a single steep depression. His face, which closed his eyes, falls next to Somi's shoulder. Somi shrugs her shoulders as she comes out with a hot breath and hits her neck.
Suddenly, Somi felt a drop of sweat on her forehead.
In spite of the situation, even the strange senses that my body seemed to burst. It was as if gravity had vanished.
I couldn't lift a finger.
The chest against the reconstruction was beating like a heartbeat. My whole body was hot from head to toe like it was on fire.
The seconds of the clock tick, tick, tick, tick.
At some point, the sound of the corners of Somi's eardrum became clear.
Somi regained consciousness, carefully twisting her torso and pulling herself out of the reconstruction.
‘Phew……! ’
Somi stands up, stealing the sweat from her forehead.
The beating of the heart was still the same.
I can't believe you were laying on one bed with reconstruction.
It was completely unrealistic.
I did not understand myself that did not wake up quickly.
“Oh, my God, Lika? ”
When did this happen?
Lika, who came down from the window frame, was just standing at Somi's feet.
Lika jumps lightly onto the bed and squeezes the neck of her prostrate reconstruction with her front foot.
“Lika, don't do that. Good night, Writer. ”
Somi scolded Lika because she was worried that the reconstruction might break.
Lika did not pretend to have heard it, but continued to press down on the rebuild's neck.
Soon after, the reconstruction frowned and turned and lay down.
“Meow... ”
Lying comfortably, Lika bends her head over her reconstructive arm.
She had a marvelous smile on her mouth.
"She's Writer Ha's girlfriend. ’
Somi talks to you inside.
Lika blinks slowly, rebuilding and quickly falls into a deep sleep.
Somi looks at them with envious eyes and covers them with a blanket.
* * *
Reconstruction slept well for a long time without ever waking up.
It was actually a deep sleep.
I never had a nightmare. There was nothing disturbing my sleep. Lika opened her eyes a little earlier, but instead of getting up, she stood by the rebuilding.
‘Umm…. ’
As soon as I woke up, the reconstruction started with my appetite.
I slept for a long time. I could feel it in my mouth.
Lika licks the tip of her nose, clutching her chin to her arm.
Reconstruction gripped Lika and turned around. The wall clock on the wall height was the first to be seen.
Is it 3: 00 already? ’
Reconstruction slowly lowered its circular gaze.
I could see Somi's back in the illustration. I didn't see where Eun-young and the landscape went.
‘You slept here without Somi. ’
Somi was dressed in shorts, not jeans I saw yesterday.
The small, lovable barefoot that escaped the slipper was busy twitching under the desk.
“Oh? When did you wake up? ”
Somi looked back unexpectedly and asked. The unexpected reconstruction caught my eye, scratching the back of my head beautifully and raising my upper body.
“I just woke up. What about the other writers?”
“He went to the bookstore to buy a book. ”
Somi was a horse on the way to the kitchen.
“Hah, you look exhausted, so I boiled some soup. Just wash up and start eating. ”
“Sorry……. ”
“Of course I have to do this. You've given me a lot of initiation. How the hell did you do that? ”
“Ah, umm… that……. ”
Reconstruction blurred the end of the sentence and thought for a moment.
Since I started school at dawn, I thought about what I would say if Somi asked me.
“Alcohol is the answer. It started well, but it seemed like it was going to take too long. You'll have to check it out. ”
“We have to review it. But the answer is to drink. I don't know why you helped me. It really helped a lot. Thank you so much, Mr. Ha. ”
“Thank God, I was worried it was a bad idea. ”
“This is a great welcome. ”
Somi smiled and turned on the electric range.
The reconstruction washes and looks out the window at the balcony.
I was a little worried as I woke up my slutty body to my base.
Am I weaker than I used to be?
Or is it accumulated fatigue?
‘My wrist hurts a lot. ’
Reconstruction was followed by alternating wrists.
It was a moment when Father's words that health was his greatest wealth reached me.
We should split up and exercise and get a good night's sleep. When we write with our minds, we forget about the world.
‘When you're done with what you're writing, you should rest for a while. ’
I didn't want to make a plan that I couldn't keep.
It's already started anyway.
I knew better than anyone that I couldn't stop until I finished.
“Haha, it's warm. Come on. ”
“Yes.”
Reconstruction sat down with Somi and began a late lunch at the Baek Sook. From now on, my head was just full of worries about how to develop the next novel.
Somi doesn't even hear what she sometimes throws.
“Ha, did you hear my question? ”
“Yes?”
The reconstruction I was thinking about raised my head furiously.
“If you don't mind, I was wondering if I could stay another day. ”
“Oh, yes. Sure, you can stay as long as you want. ”
Reconstruction replied immediately.
Thanks to Somi, the completeness of female characters is increasing dramatically. Rather, he couldn't even say what he wanted to ask.
“Thank you. Have some more. ”
Somi loosens another piece of chicken leg.
It was already a full reconstruction, but I couldn't help it.
Somi smiles as she looks at him eating hard. I was very happy to eat it well. I was already starting to wonder what to make next.
* * *
“Myeong-seok, aren't you having lunch? ”
Taejin knocks and calls again.
There are no answers beyond the door.
“Is he asleep already? ”
Taejin tilts his head and grabs the door hook.
In the corner of the study, I could see Myeong-seok lying down on his desk.
Taejin grabs his tongue.
“You were up all night last night... but you didn't sleep in bed. ”
Taejin's hand, which was trying to wake up the light, stopped in the air.
I was staring at him with A4 paper on my desk.
On the outside of the piece of paper that was bundled with clips, the name of the piece was' Maybe ’and the name of the author‘ Harebuild ’.
‘Is this...? It's my novel from the Mystery. ’
I was intrigued.
Reconstruction of a digital literature award-winning writer named Seo Gun Woo. Taejin stood there and started reading novels.
"Amazing……! ’
I had a hunch before I even handed over 10 chapters.
I thought I understood why my eldest son praised me to dry his mouth.
The sentences were dense, but there were no unnecessary modifiers. I read alcohol so refreshingly that I was also proficient in development.
The unfinished draft was ending in the middle.
Taejin couldn't find any blemishes. A device that aroused curiosity as a mystery was also perfectly placed in the right place.
You mean the writer who wrote this is still under 30? ’
Taejin's gaze was halfway stunned towards the air.
Compared to the masterpiece, "Stupid woman," it was a great idea that showed another level of growth.
Such proficiency at a age of less than thirty.
There was only one author in the country with this level of proficiency in Tae Jin's standards.
But he was already gone.
‘That's odd. I can smell you in this young man's writing.... ’
Taejin suddenly became old and was reminded of that person in his life.
He didn't have heaven. I was always looking down at the most boring landscape.
Taejin closes his eyes tightly, biting his molars.
It was because he realizes that the boring landscape he was looking down mixed with his humble molten bones.
“Hmm… Father? ”
I turned around and opened my eyes.
Taejin wakes up from his thoughts and drops the manuscript in his hand.
“I was just coming to call for some food. ”
“I must have dozed off. But have you read it? ”
“Ah, umm... ”
“How have you been? Are you okay? ”
Myung Seok asked, wearing glasses with a face that met my expectations.
“You got it right. ”
“Are you sure? You think that's okay? ”
“I wouldn't worry about launching the Mysterium. Push it well.”
Taejin shrugs his shoulder.
Myeong-seok got excited and woke up and replied.
“I'm pushing as hard as I can. I wanted to talk to you about Osaka last week, so I got you tickets and a hotel. He said he didn't need a guide. We're leaving today. We should be taking off by now. ”
“Yes, well done. ”
“I feel brave being praised by my father. I was worried that I might have lost my objectivity. I just wanted to make sure it looked good on my eyes. ”
“It was really good for my eyes. Good catch.”
“I'm telling you now that you've seen it. Whenever we make progress, we send our manuscripts out from time to time, and they're incredibly evolving every time. The description of the female character was a little blurry at the beginning. even though it was sloppy, it was above average. Now that you mention it, let's see. It's only been ten days. Look, it's perfect. ”
Myeong-seok was as excited as a child and did not stop talking.
He didn't even realize the great joy he was enjoying.
The excitement I feel as an editor when I meet a good work is hard to put into words. In the past, when I first encountered his work, I felt overwhelmed and couldn't sleep well for several days.
“Now that we know, let's start with lunch. ”
“Yes, Father. Come on down. I'm sorry. Oh, right. You've read my book on reconstruction, right? Have you ever read a boy from the '90s besides a dumb girl? ”
As we went down the stairs through the corridor, Myung Seok continued to ask questions about reconstruction.
Taejin nods and smiles bitterly.
After generations and ages, I envied myself as a writer. I couldn't be more envious of the reconstruction that was constantly being mentioned in the mouth of the great eldest son.
Beyond the window, you can see the blue sky.
One airplane was crossing the sky with its white tail long and embroidered.
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