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26 - People are not important (3)

“What's going on? ”

“No. ”

Jae-in wipes his eyes slightly, smiling nervously.

“It's really nothing. You've become such a great writer that you raise our family, and I'm pouring myself a nice drink with my brother without any worries. ”

While speaking, Jae-in glances out the window. The thin raindrops were falling one by one.

“Wow, it's raining all winter. Good.”

“Don't change your words. ”

“What did you say, I did. I was just so happy. It's all like a dream. It reminds me of old times. I cried my eyes out when I was a stupid woman, no matter what you said. ”

“Useless · · · · · · · ·. ”

Reconstruction hides a heavy heart and picks up a stubble and sobs.

I knew that Bondi's performance was poor. But today, it was natural as if the action beggars were flowing.

No matter how I saw it, I fooled myself.

“But the lyrics, did I really help? ”

“Well, that helped. I know exactly how to use it. ”

“Good. You shoot today. Oh, and what was the name of the group that Icharine and Hannah created? ”

“He said he was thinking C.Y. According to Charyn's C and Yuna's Y. ”

“What is the title of your song? ”

“I haven't decided yet. I'm not confident in the title. ”

Reconstruction was troubled by the title.

In front of him, Jae-in secretly sighs of relief.

At last, I could not control my emotions, and my brother almost caught me.

A moderately flat winter day was setting in.

* * *

How long have I been in the library for more than five hours?

When the last chapter of the book was opened before my eyes, I suddenly thought of Gyu Baek. I ate what was left of my heart.

‘This is going to take a while. ’

He sighed and raised his head.

The quiet landscape of a library full of books caught my eye.

Staring into a daze, Orloth's shadow suddenly pops out.

The woman's shadow also circles around the west side, reading books, or cleaning dusty bookshelves and rugs.

‘Honey. ’

Recalling his ex-wife's appearance, Gyu Baek resounded.

It was because I had just read the whole "stupid woman." The heroine of a novel resembles her dead wife.

Stupid woman who doesn't know how to defend herself.

Committing to the family has been a total slander since my only joy.

Throughout reading, I remembered my wife's face and had to swallow her tears several times.

Decades ago, I said goodbye to a young man who had a fever of love.

One is still hot when I think of my wife. Two people were still alive in the bosom of Kwai Baek.

The most beautiful and glorious image of the day.

‘It's delicious to write once. ’

Gyu Baek blinked his red eyes and laughed bitterly.

In fact, I was moved by reading a novel.

Thanks to the heroine who resembles my wife, I will be left with a book for the rest of my life.

Harebuilding was also a natural interest in other works of authorship.

That's a lot of activity. ’

Kyu Baek put his tongue out while looking through the information about the rebuilding on the internet.

I didn't realize I hadn't been paying much attention, but I was building up a nearly unparalleled position among domestic writers.

A writer who simultaneously captured two commercial and artistic rabbits across multiple genres.

A writer who swept away awards for literature and film festivals, including awards from the Ministry of Culture and Culture.

A second creation based on the original work, which brings astonishing results overseas.

All this was one writer called Harebuild.

‘Some of them are made by the Guardian. ’

Kyungbaek smiled gladly as he watched the "Oscar's Dungeon" news, which is causing a surge in Taiwan after China.

I couldn't help but laugh because it was made by my beloved son.

Right then.

Knock, knock.

“Come in.”

Kyungbaek said in a dry voice.

At the same time, the door opened and the captain of the cruiser entered the library.

“I did as you asked, Chairman. ”

“Don't just stand there. Sit down and talk. ”

The gyu Baek stood up from the rocking chair. The captain of the boat sitting across from him opened his mouth, wriggling his hands together.

“Where to start · · · · · · ·"

“Recite as comfortably as you can. ”

“First of all, she's 33 this year. The family has a father, a mother, and a brother. She majored in history at Suyeon University and did not attend graduate school. ”

“Suyeon University? You've studied well. ”

“Yes, I think I did all sorts of things before running the institute, like teaching in the study area and proofreading or translating. Hae Jae-in asked his office colleague at the time, and he never took a day off. The visiting school teacher is the structure that makes as much money as the work. They said they had to make money for graduate school and living expenses. ”

“Hmm · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Kwai Baek nodded, leaning on his back head.

Compared to the impression of Jae-in I had seen three times, it was a positive story.

“But did you really put your money together? How could you quit your job and start a school? Even if it's outside Seoul and smart, it won't be possible for a penny or two. ”

“That was the car I was going to tell you about. I think the situation in the house has improved a lot thanks to Hae Jae In's brother. That's...

The head of the ship's eyes peer back to his side.

He said as he wiped the ‘stupid woman’ on his desk.

“His younger brother is the writer. ”

“ · · · · · ·? ”

Gyu Baek did not lift the cup of tea, but fixed it as it was.

On his laptop monitor, the information about Harebuilding had not yet been turned off.

“Somehow I thought the name was familiar, but I didn't realize. I'm sorry, sir. ”

“No, wait. ”

Kyungbaek put down his teacup and struck his hand.

“That girl's brother is Harebuilding? ”

“Yes, sir. ”

“You're the same person as this writer on my computer? ”

“Yes, sir. ”

“Are you also the original creator of my son's game? ”

“There's an Oscar dungeon and a mustard bath. ”

The boatman's answer was unequal.

Gyu Baek was dumbfounded and lost his words.

Slowly turning her head to the side, the 'silly woman’ placed on the desk filled his view.

“So · · · · · · · · that book you brought? ”

“Yes, sir. ”

“That means · · · · · · · ·"

Kwai Baek breaks his head back with a groan, unable to join his words.

Fragments of shredded information coalesce together.

"Stupid woman" is a novel written by the writer that is her sister's story.

And the girl he meets is the writer's sister.

‘Is that why you felt that way? · · · · · · · · ’

The second time I encountered Jae-in was different.

I could feel the reason why I felt the smell of my dead wife through her that looked completely different.

The captain of the boat said seriously.

“I looked into it, and it was worth a fortune. It was an unbelievable shame that only one author had been involved in three years. Now, if you look at how we're about to break through 20 billion won, the overseas market is also huge. ”

Gyu Baek was listening to the boatman's story.

I can't believe I made so much money writing at thirty years old.

It was an amazing story to hear from the head of a large corporation that exceeded 8 trillion market prices.

“When did you say the escort would be back? ”

“I think you'll be staying in Taiwan until next week. ”

“Okay, okay. Now get out. ”

“Yes, sir. ”

The boat chieftain leaves and the door closes.

He sighed as his head got complicated.

I wonder if she'll survive, even if she says so.

In the photo tray on the desk, his wife's face was still smiling brightly today.

* * *

-The marketplace doesn't seem to have anything else to touch. Are you sure you want to continue publishing?

“Yes, Editor. I'm going to ask you again very nicely. ”

The revised ‘Marketplace’ manuscript has been passed.

Reconstruction felt refreshing and greatly lifted my heart. So again, I unleashed one burden of my heart completely.

- The marketplace will have over 200,000 pre-orders.

“Yes? 200,000? ”

- What are you so surprised about? This is quite digestible, sir. I'd like to make half a million copies, if that's what I think.

“No, Editor. It's a short house, though, and I'm a little worried. ”

- You're the one who wrote the piece, and you don't know how to react. One of the works that's already been written is in a monopole drama, but leave all this aside and take your place now. There's nothing to worry about.

“Thank you for saying that, but I really don't know. You can't blame me for not leaving the book later. ”

- Hahaha, no way. If that happens, I'll take the truck and sell it all myself.

The reconstruction along the bright seats also laughed loudly.

The friendship that had been built up made the relationship between the two of them even stronger.

Now, in addition to business talk, he also exchanges jokes well.

“How are you, Eugene? ”

- Yeah, I'm busy at home. Check out The Bress American manuscript, video conference with the open house, or commuting to work. I've been talking to Mr. Kwon.

Commemorative signatures and interviews at the 'Marketplace’ were held for a while.

Then I hung up the phone, and the reconstruction got up, grabbing the handle of the chair.

“Lika, eyebrows. Why don't you join me for a little February knife breeze? ”

As I finished another piece, I had someone to say hello to.

Lika rushes forward as if she had found the location of the rebuilding right away. After that, I also followed him with a puddle of eyes.

“Sunbae, we're here. ”

“Meow.”

Reconstruction and Lika greet one another in front of Seo Gun Woo's tomb.

The snow brushes that poisoned the cold had no intention of coming out of the rebuilding jacket.

“Thanks to your teachings, we finished the marketplace safely again. He says he's got 200,000 reservations. I'm a little worried that I'll be able to digest them all. ”

He looked around the grave and said, I visited often and took care of it, so I didn't notice anything to trim.

Suddenly, I thought of Seo Gun Woo's son's writing.

His letter about going on a long journey in pursuit of his father's trail was precious.

I haven't heard from him in a long time. I was also worried about where I was going and what I was doing.

‘I told you not to contact me first. ’

After hesitating for a moment, the reconstruction took out his cell phone. In fact, it's been a long time since I've called a written number.

It was informing me that there was no voice prompt when I returned.

“No number, Lika. ”

“Meow · · · · · · · ·? ”

“If I'd known this, I should have contacted you sooner. ”

The reconstruction murmurs bitterly and puts a glass of wine in his grave. Then I sat on the frozen grass and raised my glass. I brought tea, so I couldn't drink it, but I only slightly wet my lips and stood up.

‘Hmm · · · · · · · · · · · ·? ’

When I drove the car back to the front of the house, the reconstruction in the driver's seat was dumbfounded and I looked out the window.

A few men were leaning toward the entrance.

One of them was a librarian and a civil servant who had also seen it at a walking retreat.

Chief Secretary.

“What's going on? ”

Reconstruction from the car cautiously asked.

This is the second time I come here without saying anything in advance.

The liquor that only slightly moistened my lips felt hot to the top of my head.

“Oh dear, Miss Ha. Greetings."

The men rush in and stand before the rebuilding. He then introduced himself politely one by one.

“Nice to meet you. Deputy Chief of Staff.”

“I am the chief of Lee Jin-dong, who oversees cultural education and work. ”

“I am Lee Cheol-min in charge of cultural events. ”

“Yes, hello. What brings you here? ”

The reconstruction I did not intend to enter the house asked me directly.

After seeing each other, the secretary and chief replied.

“My office this time. I organized literary nights in connection with the Department of Cultural Tourism. I would like to bring Mr. Ha here to conduct the event alone. ”

“No, wait a minute. ”

The reconstruction cut the horse sharply.

After a walking rally, this is literary night.

I was satisfied once that I left the nature of the event.

“Are you saying that you already have a plan? ”

“Yes, sir. My old commissioner told me that I was fully prepared, that I just needed to be here, and that I think the Deputy Minister of Culture will be there. Seasonality is also good in March.

The reconstruction bites her lower lip without her knowing it.

“Have you mentioned it to me during the preparation season? I told you at the walking expedition, but isn't that what you should be asking for in advance? ”

“Oh, that's why I wanted to ask you about your intentions. Even so, if we finish our little preparation and say this, we know that you will like it · · · · · · · · ·. ”

As the words blurred, the officials looked at each other.

The reconstruction opened the front door slightly and let Lika and the snow brush in.

“Not at all good. And I clearly had a point of view at the time. I don't want this to happen again. ”

“Teacher, but many readers are already looking forward to attending you. ”

“That's wrong, chief. ”

Reconstruction is frustrating, and you stop raising your voice.

“Now you think of my readers as hostages. Did I mention that through SNS? It's not exactly an event that didn't go through my SNS. ”

“Oh, no. Sir, that's not what I meant! ”

The embarrassed officials blurted with their faces.

Reconstruction picks up the phone and finds a passage of news and pushes it in front of them.

“This is the journalist from the local newspaper. Do you see the title, the amphibious chief of staff, the reconstructive writer, and the excellent connections of an innocent public servant? Does this make sense? I don't even know who the Old Commissioner is, and he's in good hands? ”

“Hmm · · · · · · · · · ·. Ha, that article is so... ”

Reconstruction did not give you time to make excuses.

“Tell that to the old bishop. I think I know a little bit about what you're planning to do with me. But I have no intention of conforming to that. Do you understand?”

After finishing the horse, the rebuilding turns to flee.

He walked in and rolled his feet in front of a closed front door.

“Ha, ha, Teacher! I'm afraid you've misunderstood a little bit because I'm speechless! Let me tell you a little more! Yes, sir? Ha, Teacher!”

Reconstruction crossed the garden, ignoring the screams of government officials.

Lika and the snow brush that were waiting for him followed behind him.

Glug glug!

My phone vibrated in my pocket.

Reconstruction here is a call from a government official, smiling coldly.

The moment he took out his cell phone to block it, he opened his eyes wide.

“Hello, Mr. South Director? ”

- Good morning, sir. Everything all right?

“Yes, I'm fine. How are you doing, Director? What are you doing all of a sudden? ”

- That's right.

Maybe there was a time when security was like this.

Reconstruction was very surprising with a hesitant voice.

“What's going on? Is there any bad news about The Bress online gaming? ”

- No, that's not it. The Breeze Planning is in full swing. No, it's me, Ha Teacher.

A short sigh split between the radio waves.

The words of protection followed in the ears of the reconstruction that was awaiting.

- I'm really sorry, but could you please come to my house?

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