Big Life

277 Big Life Coins

35 - Is this a domestic dispute (1)

Tick, tick.

The sound of a splashing clock pressing down on a classic tune echoes a particularly rebuilding eardrum.

It was the expression of the old man who had been with me just before.

“Rebuild?”

Soon after, Jinjin spoke again.

The old man's face disappears and his friend's face becomes worse and worse.

Reconstruction blinks twice with both eyes restored focus. It's like I just woke up.

What the hell is going on here?

No matter how serious it seems, it is not a joke. But the old man was definitely with him. It was only a meter or two apart and you didn't see it?

There were three answers. Either I'm wrong, or I'm wrong, or I'm joking.

But no matter how much I think about it, I really am not this friend. Even jokes can't be taken this long.

Just in time.

A plate of white cake was placed on top of the table.

“Excuse me for a moment. Your friend also came and prepared it as a special chocolate cake service. ”

Reconstruction was far from thanking the boss, so I looked down at the cake.

The boss, who noticed the unusual atmosphere, went back without saying any more.

“Rebuild. Are you sure you're okay? ”

Reconstruction looking through the cake did not even hear a word of truth.

As soon as this happened, I had something to check with the boss. I just saved my words for my friend who sat across from me.

And then...

The rebuilding laughed endlessly.

“Phew.”

“What's the matter? ”

I was confused and narrowed my eyebrows. Even the cold horror was young among the shaking eyelids.

“Hahahahaha · · · · · · ·! ”

The reconstruction then shook his torso back and forth and burst into laughter as if he could not bear it. It was not enough, so I clapped my hands together.

Now Jinjin has lost his words with a completely white complexion.

His hands instinctively point to the end of the table to get up. I was ready to tell her to go to the mental hospital right away.

Right then.

Reconstruction was the word.

“I didn't expect you to get caught so easily. ”

“What--? ”

Jinjin asked again with a stupid face.

The reconstruction steals the eye area as if smiling and tearing, and points to his laptop.

“You know I like the way the bathtub reacts, right? ”

“Why does this conversation lead to a bath? ”

“I've been thinking about another horror lately. Only the protagonist can see ghosts, but he's meeting a friend. ”

“What? ”

Reconstruction continues to grin in front of the nonsense.

“There has to be a natural way to describe this situation. It only comes out as a title no matter how many times I fix it. ”

“So · · · · · · · · ·. ”

After realizing the meaning of the rebuilding, Jinn sighed and vomited a breath full of breasts.

And after a few seconds, he pulled out a tissue and wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and he asked,

“So you used me because you need a natural scene for a novel? ”

“I'm sorry. I'll shoot you for lunch. ”

“Hey, you bastard! ”

Jinjin leans into place and stands behind the back of the reconstruction. Like an American wrestler, he grabbed and shook the rebuild's neck.

“You'll be thirty next year and you want to play a prank like this?! ”

“Heave, heave! I'm sorry! I never thought I'd be fooled like this. Knock it off, coffee! Coffee will spill! ”

Despite his pleading, Jinjin has severely harassed the reconstruction and then returned to his seat.

He doesn't have a grumpy look on his back. It was just a relief that it was a friend's prank.

“I'm definitely getting old. ”

Jinjin opens his mouth, smiling as if to laugh at himself.

“I can't believe you're fooling around like this. Getting old makes you think a lot. I sat down worrying about Harebuilding because I had nothing to do. ”

“Isn't that last one a little harsh? Friends?”

“Shut up, asshole. What kind of friend are you? Never mind. Buy yourself some food. ”

“Yeah, I was a little hungry, too. Let's get out of here. ”

The two people who left the cafe spent time eating lunch, watching movies, and touring the bookstore.

It was a very painful few hours for reconstruction. I had to hide my uncomfortable feelings and smile in front of my friend all the time.

“It's past 5: 00. You have a 7: 00 appointment. Let's break it up. ”

“Yes, give my regards to Hyo-jin. I'll see you soon. ”

After sending a settlement from the subway station, the reconstruction ran to the burinake cafe.

And I arrived at the cafe while I couldn't figure out what to ask.

Yuck.

“Teacher Ha? Did you come again?"

The boss turned around, surprised not to do the dishes. Reconstruction was arranging what to say in front of him, stealing his wet hands.

“Did you leave anything behind? I didn't notice anything in particular when I cleaned up. ”

“No, it's not that. I just want to ask you something. ”

“From me? Ask me anything. ”

“The day you gave me the cream cake. ”

“Sugar cream cake? ”

The boss puffs his cheeks for a moment and thinks, remembering and nodding.

“Are you talking about the day I told you I wanted you to taste it for the first time because I prepared it ambitiously? ”

“Yes, that's right. But that day... ”

Reconstruction looks back at the inside of the café, scratching the back of the head.

A few guests were sitting inside talking. In the end, the reconstruction did not easily recall a question that could be bypassed, but asked directly.

“The old man who was with me that day. ”

“Senior?”

“Yes, the one sitting across from me. When the boss brought me a cake. ”

“Yes?”

Immediately, the boss frowned, saying that he was confused.

“You were alone that day. ”

“I was alone? ”

Reconstruction really felt like turning heaven and earth upside down.

The boss was joining my words as if it were nothing.

“I was busy because I came and went to the kitchen and the pantry because of the cake, but you were the only one there when I asked if I wanted to eat the cake. I definitely remember.”

“Then · · · · · · · ·! ”

Reconstruction took a step forward, inadvertently raising its voice.

“You know, I asked that old man at the time, Would you like a sweet cake? You said you didn't like sweetness, so why didn't you just make mine? ”

“I remember, but you were on the phone, right? ”

“You were on the phone? ”

“You were wearing a headset on your ear. So on the way there, I thought, are you going to bring a cake to the caller? ”

He said so, and the boss patted my ears. His expression slowly darkened because of the trivial conversation.

“That's why I asked you about whole wheat cakes later. I don't think he likes sweetness very much. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“That old man might have come along while I was in the pantry. Did you come and leave without me seeing you? You haven't had any of that, have you? ”

The reconstruction raised its head and forced a smile.

I checked everything I needed to check. It was not only true, but it was also the café owner who did not see the old man.

“Well, that's not the point. I was busy writing that day, so I remember talking to the boss and talking to him. ”

“Is that so? As you can see from the structure of the cafe, sometimes you don't know when a guest has come in. ”

“Anyway, that's why I came back for the cake. Could you wrap up some whole wheat cake, please? I'm going to get you some.”

“Oh, I see. This is taking away your busy teacher's time because I didn't want to. One moment, please. I'll make it right away. ”

Soon, the reconstruction was forced to leave the pop-up cafe with a box of rye cakes.

Suddenly, the son-in-law was flooded with darkness.

Looking at those who rushed off to work, the reconstruction took a long sigh.

Maybe he's just a little numb. I didn't think it was particularly scary. I was just curious about the identity of the old man.

‘That night I went through that miracle at your grave, so I'm not surprised about this. ’

My phone rang in my pocket.

It was an alarm indicating that an hour of appointments were left.

Reconstruction took a deep breath and took a step. If we keep going down this road, we will meet again someday.

* * *

Fine dining with downtown views.

On this day, there was no more tension in the naturally scented kitchen.

The best writer in Korea, Haejeon, and Maoyen, the head of Tincent Pictures, are here for dinner.

“Beware, too, so that the taste and shape are never disturbed! Be sure to keep track of your cooking time! ”

The naturally scented owner Wang Jinjin supervised the kitchen thoroughly as he also cooked.

He was thoroughly discreet in serving the noble guests. Different dishes were being made in turn, luxurious and delicious.

A vision like that.

In the booked room, Maoyen and Rin Minhong had just begun to greet each other.

“It's been a long time, Miss Ha. Thank you very much for your time. ”

“What do you mean, I have to thank you and the deputy director for coming to Korea. We're glad you're not on a fast schedule. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will take you to a delicious Korean restaurant. ”

“Thank you, have a seat. Teacher.”

Reconstruction sits down on the chair.

Maoyen, sitting across from you, grabs the bottle with her long fingers and suggests that you follow the car to the reconstruction yourself.

Today, Maoyen was wearing a white chifao with a full-body curvature. She appeared to be a sophisticated and elegant middle-aged woman, rather than a slut.

In the meantime, the reconstruction that was used only to the appearance of her closet felt refreshing.

A small conversation came between three people with greetings.

As I was talking, I was not aware of the reconstruction.

Even the moment he laughed, his face was quite stiff.

This is why I couldn't let go of the idea of an unknown old man while hiding.

“Hey, I'm really sorry about what you're saying. ”

Reconstruction awkwardly smiles and quietly wakes up.

“I can't stop by the bathroom on my way. ”

“Yes, sir. Take your time.”

Reconstruction opens the door and disappears across the hall.

Maoyen lets go of the smile she's been holding and blinks her eyes several times. Rin Minhong asked as soon as she knew that she was embarrassed.

“What's the matter, Jules? ”

“I'm offended. ”

“What is · · · · · · · ·"

“Dr. Haejeon. ”

Maoyen's sharp eyes are facing the door through which the reconstruction has passed.

“You look pretty stiff. Didn't you feel it? ”

“Maybe I'm a little sick, or maybe I have some other illness? ”

Under the table, Maoyen twitches her toes nervously.

In fact, the feeling of anxiety was similar to that of Rin Minhong.

Reconstruction has now become a global giant. In a word, he asked whether he could possess the right to "evil".

Maoyen, the mistress who led Tincent Pictures, did not come to Korea because she could not kill her free time.

“Chief Lynn. ”

“Go ahead, Jules. ”

“Have I made a small mistake in all these years? ”

Rin Minhong shakes her head tightly when Maoyen asks.

“Absolutely not, Jules. In the meantime, Ms. Ha did her best to confront you. I assure you, I will be your closest personal assistant. ”

“Thank you. That's a relief. ”

Maoyen takes a sip of the ice-cold tea. Then, as I put down the cup of tea, I added the job.

“Anyway, I don't think I'm going to be helping you out here today. Well, at least I hope you don't mind. ”

“Ha, you would never do that. ”

“Oh, a gift. Ha, what can I get you? ”

“It's safely stored over there. Don't worry."

Right after Rin Minhong finished speaking.

The door opens and rebuilds.

It was more flexible than before going to the bathroom. Thanks to this, Maoyen and Rin Minhong felt a little relieved inside.

“Maoyen. ”

“Yes, sir. Tell me.”

“I'd like to ask you about my malice. ”

“ · · · · · ·? ”

Maoyen, who is skilled at expressions, frowns at the moment.

Rin Minhong was also embarrassed by the words of the rebuilding that came rushing in. I had no idea that even before the meal came out, it would jump right to the point through the mouth of reconstruction.

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