Big Life

23 – Bombardment has begun (15)

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Let's just have another drink, okay? I know a good bar. I have some good vodka I've been keeping with me! ”

“You ate a lot. Let's wrap it up today and go in. ”

The bridal reconstruction was also slightly shaken.

I drank a lot because I was overwhelmed by Eugene.

Time was passing by midnight.

“Next time, next time! Ha, Dr. Shep. I live in America. Don't be like that. Let's just have one more drink. ”

Eugene, who was drunk, did not back down and looked at it in a row.

I had to lift her up and hold on to the bitter smile of shame.

“Come to your senses. Why did you eat so much, Eugene? ”

“It's Eugene again, man! Myeongseok! Do you want to die?! ”

“I told you so many times, you're here and it's not a seat, so please · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“I don't know! I can't hear you! Catch me, Myeong-seok. I think I'm going to fall! ”

I grabbed Eugene's other arm, which was collapsing. Then Najjik said to Myung Seok in the back of her head,

“I'm sure it's a pleasure to meet you today. ”

“I'm so sorry. I'm not supposed to get drunk like this. ”

“You may be more excited than usual because you're enjoying yourself. So please, I'm going to leave here first. ”

“I've called for an article, sir. We'll be there in a few minutes. ”

Reconstruction ignored the offer of intellect with a smile.

“I just want to wake up and walk a little bit. Thank you very much today, Editor. Thanks to that, we were able to eliminate two large numbers at once. ”

“No, sir. You were amazing. What could I have done? ”

Reconstruction reaches out and asks for a handshake.

He waves up and down slowly, shaking his hand against the bright stone.

“I'm sorry to barge in, but if something bad happened, I hope it was resolved quickly. You often don't look so good today. ”

“Did you see that? ”

The reconstruction smiled instead of answering and let go of my hand.

Leaning back against Myeong Seok with my eyes closed, I decided to skip saying goodbye to Eugene.

‘Ow, my head. I could use a hangover. ’

Glug glug!

A phone rang while I was on my way to the convenience store.

After checking the opponent's name, the user pauses and raises the phone back to its ear.

“Yes, Mr Yale. ”

- Sorry I'm late. I called because I didn't think you'd be sleeping at this hour. I really need to talk to you about something.

“Yes, go ahead. ”

- It's not a formality, but I think the storm will cast the heroine as well. The portrait director spilled his guts. So, that's why I called.

I smiled at the mouth of the rebuilding that opened the convenience store door.

A few days ago, he preached a congratulatory message from Tae-sung, a fact he knew but didn't know.

“Really? That's great! We hope you have a great shot. ”

- Thank you so much, brother. It's all because of you. Whatever the outcome, it's the best gift I'll ever forget.

“I'll be thrilled. That's why I'm sure your mother will see the movie, too. ”

- I want that to happen.

I was silent for a moment after my words stopped.

Meanwhile, the reconstruction took out the drink he was looking for and put it on the counter.

The part-time student recognizes the face of the reconstruction and smiles shyly while taking a barcode.

- Hey, man!

In the unlikely event, she raises her voice as if she was about to say something.

But even before the rebuilding, I was first added by myself.

- No, it's not. Goodbye, then. Oh, brother. I saw the Paramount Edition News and congratulations. I forgot to tell you first because it's only my job.

“Thank you, and Mr Yale can go to bed early. ”

- Yes, sleep well and have a good dream · · · · · ·.

Reconstruction hangs up.

While drinking the calculated drink, this time a message came out.

- One hundred and eighty thousand dollars, sir. The girl has just finished the overtime. I was worried that you might be snoring.

Reconstruction smiled brightly to reveal teeth.

Contrary to his hesitation to answer Yale's call, this time he called immediately.

- Oh, are you awake?

“Did you see the play? What's with the accent today? ”

As soon as I get home, I'm watching a drive-by.

Su-hee chuckles.

For a cheerful reconstruction, it was a sweet laugh like the whisper of an angel.

“Su-hee.”

- Tell me, I hear a girl.

“I told you in Taiwan, we'll get married as soon as you get back. ”

- Did you mean it?

Su Hee's surprised tone returned to normal.

Reconstruction nods as if she were in front of you.

“I drank a lot today. I'm just walking from Myeong-dong to break up and get sober, and I'm thinking of going to the writers' office instead of home. I'm lonely without you. ”

- I'm going back to Korea soon. We don't have much time.

“Let's get married. I want to meet my parents as soon as you come and formally greet them and set a date. ”

- I'll take it seriously. Watching you propose.

“You're proposing. ”

On the phone like this? It sucks, I can't admit it. And you're just gonna keep walking? I heard it's Myeong-dong.

“I'll walk more. After Seoul Station, after Namyoung, after Yongsan, after · · · · · · · · · aging, after Yeongdeungpo, our house passes and walks to Taiwan. ”

- I think he's really drunk. Aren't you gonna get a cab? I'm worried.

Reconstruction continues its steps, giggling.

Darkness disappears and Su-hee gets closer every step of the way.

It was a good night to drink alcohol that I had never done to my best friend Jinjin.

I had no worries, no worries.

* * *

Same time.

Myeong-seok and Eugene were just about to arrive at the hotel room.

“Take off your coat. Come here, I'll do it for you. ”

“I'm not that drunk. I can do this. ”

Eugene took off his coat.

She smiles maliciously and says to the mastermind who picks up her coat and wears a hanger.

“Yonke came to my room today. He used to go back to the front of the hotel. ”

“· · · · · · · You're drunk a lot. You want a cup of coffee? ”

“If you're going to drink it, give it to me. ”

“Okay, let's have a drink. ”

Myeong-seok took two cups of capsule coffee and sat on the couch in front of the table.

Unexpectedly turned to the rustling sound, Eugene takes off his sweater.

“How's it look? Still good? ”

Eugene turns around in a sleeveless shirt.

Myeong-seok took the coffee cup to his mouth with his gaze expressionlessly.

“What, you don't even want to look? ”

“I'm afraid I'm going to attack. ”

I was joking, but Myeong-seok was serious for a while.

He was confident that Eugene wouldn't refuse even if he reached out. It's because I still know her heart.

But that made it even more troubling.

I didn't want to cowardly use Eugene's mind and situation to fill his loneliness.

And everything will go back to the way it was.

I could not repeat the pain of a good breakup twice.

“Come and have some coffee. I'll just have one drink of this and go. ”

Myeong-seok couldn't connect the words.

Eugene hugs his neck as he approaches behind his back.

“Stay with me today. ”

“What are you talking about, again? ”

“The last time you just went back, I couldn't sleep all night. I don't want anything else. You know my personality. I just need you to stay with me for the day. ”

Eugene loosened his arms and turned the couch around and sat next to the seat.

The two faces came close together as if they were touching the tip of the nose. The shaking eyes illuminate each other's faces.

No one had to go first.

My tongue flew through my lips in a hurry. The string of rationality that was pulled tightly broke off.

The hand of the man who grabbed Eugene's neck slowly went down the curve of his spine. Her body that I had touched in years was still beautiful and familiar to my hands.

“Turn off the light. ”

“No.”

Myeong-seok hugged Eugene and laid her on the bed roughly.

The stripped branches were spread out everywhere.

The long-standing thirst exploded and the two bodies tangled together.

* * *

- I can't win anything, Mr. Tojun. I can't prove anything with a check or a café CCTV. Right, it's only going to get bigger. This is a fight Chaebor has won since the beginning.

“Ahh · · · · · · · ·! ”

He shook his itchy head, recalling the words of the attorney's office secretary.

On TV, news was streaming about the 'Mushroom Bath’, where copyright was sold to the Paramount Film Company.

[· · · · · · · $1.8 million is worth 2.1 billion KRW. All Korean films exported to Hollywood are of the highest quality.]

[Yes, it is. The Mushroom Bath, which scored 3.7 million people at the Korean Theatre, is now closing, is in front of China?]

[Yes, the distributor, Tincent Pictures, said, "3.7 million spectators are only available in China for three days. I'll do my best to get the mustard bath ready. I expressed my confidence." I'll get back to the video.]

Beep, beep, beep.

The door opens with the sound of pressing the password.

Knowing that it was Chae Lin's visit, JooJoo did not look back but only at the TV.

“How can someone come here and pretend to see? ”

“I'll see you in three hours. ”

“He is a really disconnected person. Right, Mr. Reconstruction? ”

“ · · · · · ·?! ”

JooJoon turned around trembling.

Charyn wasn't the only one here.

A side by side reconstruction grimaces lightly at one eye.

“Hey, rebuild. Without saying a word. ”

“I came to see if you were really avoiding the excuse that you're busy these days. It was a lie watching TV while drinking vodka. I'll have one, too. ”

Reconstruction sat down next to JooJooJoon.

JooJoon grumbles at Charin over his shoulder.

Chaerin turns to the kitchen, pretending not to see her.

“Well, I'll take care of some snacks for you, brother. ”

In the middle of the groaning in the kitchen.

JooJoon lifts up the bottle and fills the glass of reconstruction.

As he took the glass to his mouth, the reconstruction muttered.

“Thank you.”

“· · · · · · · There is no loyalty. ”

“Don't blame Charyn. Tae Bong told me first. ”

“What? Really? ”

“If you were so worried, you would have thought to tell me. But that's enough. I appreciate your understanding, but I don't want to waste this precious time. ”

The two men skipped the toast and drank the poisoned vodka in a heartbeat.

Chae Lin, who came back with fruit and cheese on a tray, was puzzled and noticing.

JooJoon glanced at me and said bluntly.

“I'm sorry. ”

“Oh, brother. I'll apologize first! Heehee.”

Raising the glass high, I told JooJoon as if reconstruction had been confirmed.

“Swear to God, I'll focus on filming the storm. ”

“Will Charin and Tae-Bong do this to you after your brother? And you, tomorrow is the awards ceremony for pop culture. Can I have a drink? ”

“That's my schedule, so don't talk back. Swear fast.”

“What a childish oath. Oh, right. I swear, okay? Now drink. Just drink. Let's toast to getting the Minister of Culture recognition. ”

The cup slammed into my throat and poisoned.

The faces were both smiling and wondering what they could do for each other.

* * *

[Recognized by the Ministry of Culture and Recognized Writers. And the public is like, "What do you think?]

[Recognition of the Minister of Rehabilitation and Culture Awards The controversy over the contribution of artists to the development of popular culture What are the criteria?]

[Professor Han Hye-sun's short-circuiting, conservative and obstructive literary society condemned once again]

[Rehabilitation Telephone Interview, ‘The award is not important at all. The readers who read my articles are just precious.]

“As expected, there's a commotion. ”

Looking at the news on the internet, I smiled as if it was self-help.

It was the result as I had guessed.

Different media outlined the reconstruction of the Minister of Culture and not the Prime Minister.

“All my father's articles are buried. ”

The article about Taejin, who was awarded the gold cultural medal, which was the largest flower in the art, was not easily trampled.

The media and the public's greatest interest was focused exclusively on the renowned Monster Writer Harebuild, who was awarded the Minister of Culture, and was busy spreading all kinds of articles.

Knock, knock.

“Yes, come in. ”

The door opens and Taejin enters.

Bright seats stood up with a surprised face, turning off the monitor screen.

“No, Father. Why did you come to work? ”

“I didn't want to make you walk twice. I'd love to meet him and go with him. ”

In response, Taejin held a stack of manuscripts.

It was a new feature novel that was recently completed and still regressing.

The purpose of the manuscript is to be seen and heard by the author, not the firstborn.

“It's weird to be seen by writer Ha, not you. I'm as scared as I was when I was a student. ”

“That's a great article, Dad. I was not exaggerating at all when I said I couldn't be amazed. I'm sure there will be good reviews from you, too. ”

“Yes · · · · · · · I hope so · · · · · · · ·. ”

Taejin mutters on the couch as if reassuring.

Both hands gripped the manuscript as if it were rubbish. Numerous stories have been piled up over decades, adding weight to a thick manuscript.

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