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30 - I just don't want you (2)

Tadadadak! Tadadak!

Tadahak!

Today, the office was also noisy as it started riding early in the morning. There was reconstruction among the writers who sat in their seats and diligently wrote their writings.

“Why are you spending the day with us? ”

Bong asked the microscope next door.

Regular reconstructions were often written alone in a room, even when he came to work.

The microscope turned to rebuild and whispered.

“You said earlier that you were a little depressed. ”

“You're depressed? Why? Is something wrong? ”

“It's not like that. I think it's a lot darker with the reconstruction you're writing. ”

Reconstruction was so intent on writing that they didn't even know they were talking about themselves.

The microscope was not wrong.

I was stuck alone in the room, and when I wrote "The Evil of Man," I heard it increasingly as I felt mentally corrupted.

‘Obviously, he was also a writer. ’

While the reconstruction was diligently writing, it reminded me of the face of the old man I had met twice.

Maybe it's because of the old man's appreciation.

Since then, 'the wickedness of man' has become more detailed.

‘When will I see you again? ’

It was a mistake to believe that I went to the bathroom for a while.

The old man who disappeared never made it back to the cafe. However, I felt at ease about the reconstruction. There was no basis, but I felt like I was going to run into him again someplace near my house soon.

‘Let's take a break. ’

After finishing the reconstruction sentence, I stood up with a period.

I turned my head and looked around, and I saw Yeongwoo crouching like a diseased chicken.

“Why are you so desperate? Haven't you slept? ”

“Ahh · · · · · · · · ·! ”

When I shrugged my shoulders, Yeon-woo was surprised and raised her head.

Reconstruction rubbed his sheep's shoulders with a bloody smile.

“It's okay, brother. ”

“You seem to have a lot of shoulders together. Come on, let's get some coffee. ”

Reconstruction and consolation sat across from the kitchen table with a cup of coffee. After drinking a cold cup of coffee, I was asked to rebuild.

“What's going on? ”

“The thing is, I just got a little sleepy. ”

“Aren't you sick? ”

“I'm the strongest person in the office. ”

Yeon-woo laughed and took out a vibrating cell phone.

A message was about to arrive.

“ · · · · · ·! ”

Even when Yeon-woo saw the sender's name, she forgot that there was a reconstruction in front of her and opened her mouth.

There's something I didn't tell you yesterday that I'm afraid you'll excuse me. As I said, I read the blog, and I found out about Writer Lee Yeon-woo for a while without Bourne.

During the contract period, we can arrange an officetel for you to stay in Seoul with your mother. Don't hesitate to tell us.

I look forward to it.

‘Oh, my God! ’

The hands holding the phone trembled.

This is being recognized. Otherwise, there's no reason to provide an officetel for you and your mother to stay together.

In the middle of Seoul, not in the province.

The excitement that had sunk almost all night with my eyes open once again wrapped around Yeon-woo's whole body. As a writer, the rosy future seemed to unfold before my eyes.

“What's the matter? ”

“Ah · · · · · · · · Nothing. ”

“It's nothing. Did you call me from home? ”

“No, I just forgot it was a birthday for one of my friends. I'm sorry.I 'll buy you dinner next time I see you. Hahaha.”

Yeon-woo smiled naturally and shut up.

It was not my intention to lie to the reconstruction.

Disappointment is easy when expectations are high.

I was going to save my words until I had a clear performance.

‘It's not too late to boast once it's confirmed. The reconstruction will blow your mind, right? ’

Imagining the admiration of office writers, including the reconstruction, Yeon smiled again.

Reconstruction glanced at him with a peculiar glance, slightly retreating back.

“You're really weird today. Why is your expression so extreme? ”

“No, that guy I was just telling you about is funny. So it reminds me of the old days, and, uh, reconstruction is better than that. ”

Yeon-woo suddenly asked me what I was curious about while switching the topic.

“I heard you met the Deputy Minister of Culture yesterday. What did you say about The Bress? ”

“I did. How do I explain this? ”

Reconstruction scratches his cheek, sighing and speaking.

“I told you not to use human evil. ”

“Yes? Why? ”

Surprised Yeon takes her butt off the chair.

“I was so depressed that I refused to write anything else. Why does the Deputy Minister of Culture suddenly ask us not to use human malice? ”

“I'm just kidding. Actually, he didn't say that. He just wants you to focus on The Bress. ”

“You've already used The Brace, right? ”

“Part 2.”

“Part two?”

I took a sip of the reconstructed coffee at once and nodded.

“Edward and the dragon still have a lot to talk about, and he wanted you to write two. I was so surprised. Deputy Secretary, you've read all of The Bress. He's given me a lot of good opinions that only the readers can do. ”

“Awesome!”

Yeon-woo stood up and clapped.

Across the kitchen line, writers listen to the sound and look forward.

“Gwangcheon oil, a great Korean writer! I can't win over the Ministry of Culture's petty persuasion, so I'll start writing The Breeze Part 2 for the sake of the country! Is this how the next headline goes? ”

“Don't panic. Sit down. Are we the only ones here? ”

“Oh, you're so cool. Oh, my God, I can't believe the vice minister of culture came to me and begged me to write a novel. It's amazing.”

“The deputy secretary didn't come to see me. I went to see him. And it wasn't a plea bargain, it was a recommendation. Keep your voice down. ”

After finishing the horse, the reconstruction leaves the kitchen.

As I was about to return to my seat, the phone in my pocket rang. It was a message that flew from the grave.

I've read the second edition of The Breeze! It was so much fun, I almost punked it! I'll take it with me once, so please sign! I'll make you something delicious for signing autographs! If you get married now, you won't be able to see me! Cheers!

It seemed to be drawn in front of my eyes the face of a vibrant jewel.

Reconstruction smiled and wrote back.

* * *

“Reply quickly! ”

Yale lies back, his legs stretched out into the air, and he rejoices.

The moment I tried to check the rebuilding message, a phone call came from an unknown number.

“Who is it?”

A personal mobile phone that I have been using ever since I became a celebrity. He didn't give me his number except for a few close friends. She tilts her head but grabs the phone first.

“Hello?"

- Are you Mr. Hong Ye Seul?

A cool voice flew out of the man's head.

She grabbed her phone with a cautious look.

“Who · · · · · · · · Shinji · · · · · · · · ·? ”

- I think so. First of all, let me send you something on your cell phone.

There was a crumbling motion on the other side of the radio.

An illiterate gravel stood still for a moment and bit its lip.

“Don't make a prank call. Bye.”

- It's not a prank call, it's urgent. Oh, I've sent it now.

“What are you sending? ”

My phone rang in my ear.

Something came out of the target's mouth.

What the hell did he send you? ’

Yale was annoyed while feeling a vague fear and pulled the phone out of his ear.

Right after.

She had to call for two tears.

“What the heck? ”

I couldn't stop the upward and downward teeth from striking. Subsequently, my whole body began to tremble like a man who was thrown naked in the middle of winter's streets.

The opponent sends you a picture.

I was working as a karaoke helper.

“Uh, how-how-how-how. ”

The grappling hook mutters as if it had forgotten that the call was connected to the target.

Pictures that seemed to have been extracted from CCTV were blurry together. However, it was not hard enough to recognize the face of the Grail.

Rich cosmetics and sexy outfits.

The past self in the photo was hugging a drunk guest and walking the karaoke hallway. Suddenly, I looked like I had my arms crossed.

It was not a single photo.

Past self has been captured in many places, such as karaoke halls or building entrances.

The grappling hook passed the picture like crazy.

After that, I took another deep breath in my body, surprised.

‘Reconstructed brother · · · · · · · · ·?! ’

The images with the reconstruction were showing inside.

One of them was the bar in the background.

It was the appropriate shape to be mistaken for a relationship, as it could be seen by anyone with two legs restoring on the rebuild.

- I'm guessing you've done a full workup?

The man's low voice breaks through the silence and flies away.

Yale breathes a heavy breath and turns his phone back to his ear.

“W-who are you? ”

- Does it matter who I am now?

“Do you realize this is a crime? I don't know what you're thinking, but this is a threat. I'm calling the police right now! ”

The grappling mill stood up and shouted.

The only thing that came back was a laugh full of ridicule.

- Can you do that? Our Hong Ye Seul would be devastated if the pictures were released to the world.

“ · · · · · ·! ”

Yale is speechless.

No matter how difficult things may be in the future, I promised that I would not cry except when I was acting.

Hot tears came out of my eyes.

“Whoa, what do you want? ”

The exhausted body collapses back onto the couch.

Even through the curtain, a beam of sunlight was being swallowed up beyond the clouds.

* * *

- Significant signs of uncontrollable emotional distress. Talking about patients like this to others is not in principle, but you are deaf, so I'm also worried about complications. What happened to the patient? I don't think I've been taking my meds very well lately.

“Phew.”

As he left the hospital, he sighed deeply.

Myung Hun's illness of the mind is only going deeper every day.

‘Where to start and how to solve it. ’

Since I was a child, Myeong-hoon used to talk directly to the current head of his minions.

He was born with an unjust life.

When I think about it, I can't stand the hatred and anger of the whole world.

‘If this interferes with everyday life, it might already have happened. ’

He sighed heavily and returned to the parking lot.

I got in the driver's seat and started, but I couldn't help but feel the handle. I felt like I was going to have an accident because I didn't have a complicated heart.

‘I need someone to dry the little master.' ’

The river chieftain has been helping Myung Hun in the dark for many years. Many times it was against the law.

However, I did my best to get what Myung Hun wanted every time.

However.

No matter how much I thought about it, it wasn't anymore.

Even if this works out successfully, the discipline will not be satisfied.

It was clear that they would go crazy looking for another object of hatred.

Right then.

Glug glug!

Whether he took out his ringing cell phone or not, the river chief was flabbergasted.

The person who sits on the highest throne in his or her society.

It was a call from Taejin.

“Greetings, Chairman! Kang Taegyu!”

I called to ask you a few questions.

“Yes, sir. Speak up.

Director Kang listened closely.

Taejin rarely called himself to take care of Myeong Hun's foot.

- What's going on with you lately?

“Now, Little Master? ”

- His face is stiff somewhere. It's suspicious to move around without knowing where to look. If you ask me, I'll tell you nothing happened.

“ · · · · · ·! ”

The head of the river closed his mouth, almost groaning.

As expected, he swallowed up the idea of being a father.

- I know, because when Myung Hun looks like that, there's always going to be an accident. That's why I called. Do you have any ideas?

“Once, Chairman. It's... ”

Talk to me.

Before answering, he looked at his face through a rear-view mirror.

Is this treason?

Or is it straightforward?

The answer came quickly because I couldn't make him wait for the heavenly chairman.

“Actually, I have something urgent to tell you. ”

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