Big Life

24-11

“Are you talking about · · · · · · · · Yoo-jin? ”

The reconstruction asked as if Eugene had been seen in two eyes.

Eugene, who had fallen asleep after forgetting the world, looked like one of the empty bottles.

“· · · · · · Yes, I understand. I understand. I'll talk to him. Thank you."

Soon the reconstruction hung up the phone.

I was so surprised that I couldn't get a horse out of my throat. I pressed down on my temples, but I couldn't easily recover from my dazed mind.

"Pregnancy." ’

A thick wind poured in as I removed the package from the window.

As the hot soup cooled in an instant, my head began to vent for some time.

‘What the hell is going on with you two? ’

I already know Eugene's not married.

I was naturally crazy about a man named Myeok. I always knew you two were more than friends.

The thought of reconstruction, which was only speculative, became even clearer until this moment.

Eugene followed his precious memories with Myeongseok and came to this dark sea.

I don't know the details, but I'm still not forgetting the wisdom.

“Umm · · · · · · · · Myeong-seok · · · · · · cold · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Eugene was curling his lips like a sleep.

Reconstruction stood up instead of covering the outfit. As soon as I finished calculating, I carried Eugene on my back and left the restaurant.

‘Pain.' ’

One emotion springs up without warning in the breasts of the reconstruction of walking along with the limp Eugene.

It was regret and confusion.

I wish I hadn't answered the phone. I don't think I've ever stepped foot in Eugene's life.

I entered into a grave prayer that could change someone else's tomorrow.

I realized that, but I didn't know how to deal with it.

Like that sea, wrapped in darkness, where there's no way to calculate its shape.

* * *

The car entering the alley slows down.

Today's driver was Su-hee, not rebuilding. Navigation that did not require guidance was turned off long ago.

The destination we were heading to was her Yeon-hee headquarters, more familiar than anywhere else in the world.

“We're almost there. All we have to do is turn that corner. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

The reconstruction of the passenger seat was unanswered.

It's a long way from the outside of the window with your eyes open, so you just stare.

She breaks the handle in front of the corner and passes the horse again.

“Rebuild, what are you doing? ”

“Hmm? No, no. ”

“You must be tired. You were late last night drinking. Did I get the date wrong, too? ”

“I didn't drink much. I slept well. ”

“Then what happened? I've felt it since we met, but I don't like your face very much, you. ”

Reconstruction sighed, accepting Su Hee's words.

“I just need to think about something. ”

“Is it serious? ”

“In some cases · · · · · · · · I'll tell you when I go back after I see your mother. ”

“Okay, then I won't ask any more questions and I'll wait. ”

The two of them pulled over to a wall in front of a single-family house.

It was a rustic two-story house. On the second-floor terrace, which appeared to be beyond the wall, there was a stretch of laundry falling into the wind.

“It's good to have a nice house. ”

“A little old, isn't it? My dad bought it for the first time. He's never going to move. If you go inside, you'll be fine again. ”

Ding-dong!

Su-hee rang the doorbell.

The door was opened remotely without any interphone confirmation.

After halfway through the small courtyard, Su Hee's mother Purgatory came out of the house.

“You're here earlier than I told you. ”

“Yeah, I'm stuck. Reconstruction, my mother. ”

“Hello, ma'am. It's called rebuilding.”

“Well, welcome. You've come a long way. ”

Hell smiles shyly and approaches. Her expression of closeness to the reconstruction was impressive.

“You look so much better than you do on TV. This must be what it feels like to be a celebrity. I watch movies very well every week. I took all the movies you showed me. ”

“Thank you.”

“Oh, look at me. I don't know what you're doing standing there. Come on in. ”

Hell led me into the Burya Burya house.

The reconstruction went up to the living room with a set of hanwoo and red ginseng in both hands.

While Su-hee took the luggage and brought it to the kitchen, Father Kyongwook came down through the second floor and the stairs that followed.

“Honey, my daughter's boyfriend is here. ”

“I know. Do I have no eyes? ”

Reconstruction swallowed a cough without even knowing it, in front of a sharp sigh from the beginning.

Su Hee has told me enough about my father's somewhat twisted nature.

I came prepared in my own way, but there was nothing I could do to be nervous.

“Good morning, Father. I'm Harebuilding. Thank you very much for inviting me. ”

“I'm Lee Kyung-wook. ”

I reached out my hand and asked for a handshake.

He was short and small, but with an atmosphere that could not be underestimated.

The reconstruction bows slightly and grabs hands politely. I felt the stiffness of time through the palms of my hands clearly.

‘Su-hee wasn't the chief. ’

I could feel the rebuilding just by shaking his hand with a greeting.

Starting with pawnshops at Namdaemun Gate, his life seemed to be filled with stubbornness and clumsiness.

“It's past lunchtime and I'm hungry, so let's eat first. ”

“Yes, Father. ”

Instead of walking to the kitchen, I looked back at him firmly. He throws it at the hot reconstruction, saying, "Something's wrong."

“That's oddly ticklish, coming from your father. You should have heard of her somewhere. Anything else? ”

“Oh, would it be okay to call me · · · · · · · · Father? ”

“Yeah, I like that. Let's go inside.”

The kitchen table was full of delicious purgatory food.

The boiling stew was the last to rise, and the meal of the four began.

“How does it taste, Writer? Are you okay in your mouth?"

“It's really good. ”

Reconstruction shocked me with both eyes wide open.

“I thought Su-hee was really good at food, but now I know it was all her influence. I realized for the first time as a writer why the food was melting before it even came to my tongue. ”

“Oh my gosh, I wonder who the writer is. Oh, try this, too, Writer. ”

Purgatory liked to roast his feet and suggested some refreshments.

Reconstruction was as distracted as a vacuum cleaner.

“I didn't think you'd be able to eat much because you're a little dry, Writer. You have to eat a lot to get good writings. Hear more. ”

“I'm eating hard, despite my thoughts. And make yourself comfortable, Mother. ”

Purgatory's face flushes with awkwardness at the reconstruction palace.

Her smiling face resembles Su-hee.

Even when I was old, my pretty face still reminded me of the beauty of my youth. She was probably as beautiful as Su Hee.

“But you · · · · · · · ·. · ”

Suddenly, instead of saying it out loud, I kept my mouth shut.

Alternately, I looked at his wife and daughter, and he looked at the reconstruction and said,

“Is the writer seriously dating our daughter? ”

“Dad, all of a sudden. ”

“Shut up, man. He's talking about adults.”

As Kyungwook treated his son, he gave Su Hee a face and returned his gaze to the reconstruction.

Reconstruction puts the spoon on the table and nods seriously.

“Yes, if you'll let me marry Su-hee. ”

“Writer Teacher · · · · · · · · You talk a lot faster than me. Can I let go of the horse now? ”

“Of course, Father. ”

“Yes, I'll finish. ”

He shook his hand and recommended it. After that, I had no more words until the meal was over.

The one who vaguely noticed a satisfied young smile on his mouth was only his wife, Purgatory, who had spent her whole life with him.

After dinner.

I sat across from the reconstructed living room and placed the organs.

It was a match that began without listening to the reconstruction.

“I have a habit of wearing colored glasses of people who say I'm self-absorbed. I don't know how much money I'm going through. How about spending the rest of your life working without taking care of your family? Life doesn't give you an answer if you add the willpower to it. ”

“I think I know what you mean. ”

Reconstruction moved the horse and replied.

In the kitchen, hell and Su-hee were groaning and preparing refreshments.

“How are you? ”

The car on the left was dispatched to the enemy camp and asked mildly.

Looking down at the plate, the reconstruction reading the number raised its head in a daze.

“Yes?”

“It's not a life you can think of as self-sustaining. Who do you think you are? ”

“Ahh · · · · · · · · Yes. ”

Reconstruction clears my throat and I think.

Soon after waking from his thoughts, he moves one of his own words and replies.

“Family is the most important thing to me. And. ”

“There you go. ”

I cut off my expression that I couldn't hear anything more.

In front of the dazed reconstruction, he just muttered as he pushed one of the solos forward.

“I just want you to know that family is precious. I have nothing more to say. ”

Reconstruction looks down and counts the number of long plates again.

After a moment, he carefully opens his mouth, transferring his words.

“Hey, Dad. ”

“There's nothing more to say. Leave the organs.”

“That's General. ”

“What · · · · · · · · ·?! ”

He opened his eyes and pushed his face into the long plate.

Reconstruction was a sinful scratch on the back of the head and looking away.

“This is why we shouldn't talk about organs. Let's play another game. ”

He admitted defeat by stifling the long term plate.

I was rearranging the plates to enter the second wave immediately, and Hell and Su-hee came out with refreshment trays.

“Who won? You or Dad? ”

Instead of answering, the reconstruction forked one of the apples and presented it to Kyongwook.

He shook his hand with a slight, dull look and refused and fixed his gaze on the organ plate. Su-hee smiles silently, reading his stiff expression.

“Harebuild is in trouble now. ”

Su-hee whispered maliciously to the ears of the reconstruction.

“Looks like you won the first round. You're not seriously messing with my dad, are you? ”

Reconstruction has come to my mind.

His expression was funny, and hell and Su-hee burst into laughter, looking at each other.

At this point, I had no idea that reconstruction would have organs near the mild and heat plates.

* * *

“Can you really drive? ”

“I'm not tired enough to drive. ”

It was a deep night when the streetlight lit up.

The car that was rebuilding and Su Hee was slowly leaving the narrow alley.

“Thank you.”

“What?”

“Thanks for taking care of my dad. Forcibly leave ten boards of organs. ”

“No, I had fun with it for a while. ”

“Neither do I, but she loved it when you asked her about the pawnshop. I think you're annoying, but that's how you look when you try to hide your good gut. ”

“Well, that's a relief. I was a little worried that I made you uncomfortable. ”

Glug glug!

Su-hee's phone trembled. Reading the message that had flown from hell, she laughed again.

“Mom wants to schedule a date. You like it a lot. ”

“I didn't do anything today. ”

“Why not? First of all, the basics are good. They gave me a big lift in front of my mom and dad today. I live with my mother and father and daughter. ”

“I'm not floating you. I'm telling you the truth. ”

Reconstruction has been added, speeding up the car entering the highway.

“You have no idea how much power I have over you. ”

“What's so special about flattery? ”

“Now it's gone, as if the translation problem had been washed away. ”

“Problems with translation? ”

“Nobel Prize-winning writers had a dedicated understanding and role in translating the authors and works. Kawabata Yasunari, Murakami Haruki, and the Chinese Rising Teacher. That means you'll be in charge of my affairs for the rest of my life. ”

“If I wasn't fluent in English, I wouldn't have met you. ”

“You speak Japanese and German, not just English. I've won at least three nationalities. ”

Su-hee frowned, pretending to be sick. Reconstruction quickly kissed him when he stood in front of the enemy signal because his face was lovely.

“By the way · · · · · · · · reconstruction. ”

“What? Tell me. ”

“You wanted to tell me before you came here today. What was that thing you said you'd do when you got home? ”

The smile fades from the face of the reconstruction.

I had forgotten to have a happy time at Suhee's main house all day.

Reconstruction moved my mind before I could say it. The thin drops of rain began to fall one by one onto the car window.

The wet landscape was captured in both eyes, and the reconstruction slowly opened its lips.

* * *

“Yes, Mother. I'll be there by 7: 00. ”

After hanging up the phone, he laid down on the back of the chair for a long time.

My whole body was as heavy as a wet cotton ball. I didn't want to touch a finger.

‘This is crazy.'

The clock was pointing to 5 o'clock.

I had to get up and get ready now, but I couldn't. Only Eugene doesn't answer the phone at all.

Glug glug!

Bright seats reflexively stretched his torso and reached out with his cell phone. I was a little disappointed in his face, expecting Eugene. It was a call from the reconstruction.

“Yes, Miss Ha. What brings you here?”

- Hello, Editor. Can I talk to you?

“Of course. It's okay, tell me. ”

- Well, I wanted to talk to you about something, but can I see you tonight?

“Ah · · · · · · · · Teacher, I'm sorry, but that's · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Myeong-seok licked his dry lips with his tongue.

“I'm sorry, I have plans today. ”

- I see.

“If it's important, I'll contact you late. ”

- No, I'll talk to you on the phone now. Somehow I thought I should meet you and tell you the story, but I can't help it.

“Thank you for your understanding. Talk to me.”

- Before I tell you, I want to apologize. that I had unintentionally asked the editor.

“Yes · · · · · · ·? ”

Suddenly, I was dumbfounded.

It was supposed to be work-related.

It is a reconstruction that has only been in the relationship of editor to writer for a long time. What are you so lucky to say?

About 5 minutes from it.

Myeong-seok fled the office like a bounce.

After sending the knight on his own, he climbs into the car and treads on Axel in a completely different direction than the meeting place.

His heart, which was beating worse than the vibrating engine, was about to explode.

The unbelievable words of reconstruction were echoing from his mind.

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