Big Life

35 - A domestic dispute (4)

The air in the fluorine flows through the desolate surroundings.

The tropical rod crouched in the corner of the warehouse beneath the sack and sighed.

With one hand, the blood presses against the adrenaline rush. It was just before Ilbo was troubled by fear.

“Phu, the drama of the wind?! ”

The tropical rod turned its eyes upside down and avoided its body.

“What the hell are you! How could you? The drama of the landscape disappeared completely from the world with the West! ”

“· · · · · · · Gone from this world. ”

A man approached me with a cool gesture.

A humble young man with a garment all over his body.

A young man's blood and scarred face was smiling. With two eyes, living a life sentence.

“You, you must have met · · · · · · · in the waters at that time · · · · · ·! ”

“I'll finish the story that day. ”

The man slightly raises his left hand so that his palm is facing the sky.

Unlike the transparency of his right hand, a brilliant golden light appeared in his left hand.

“Th-that's...! ”

“Now if you combine the two pillars that receive the world like this · · · · · · ·. ”

The man stood in front of her with his hands together.

Immediately, an energy outside the limits of the human body exploded.

The tropical rod covers its face with both arms and circles backwards.

“It is the second hidden misconception of the dragon kingdom, the Dragon Wind Dragon Wind Ultimate. ”

“Ugh! Please · · · · · · please let me live · · · · · ·. ”

The tropical rod knelt on its knees, knowing what had happened.

“Please give me a chance. Ho, I will give you a funeral in luxury and all my wealth in generosity! Give me a chance to save your friend's face! ”

The man crouched in front of the tropical rod.

He whispers as he pulls out an old bag of silk.

“It was given to me by an old flamethrower. It's called patience.”

“Ugh, please! ”

“The old man said. Whenever you can't control your anger, open this pack and pull out one swallow at a time. That we could reclaim a cold accident. It's all bullshit. ”

The man slashes the opening of his pack and flips it to the ground.

Dozens of swallows poured over the knees of the tropical rod.

“No matter how much I tear it, it doesn't make me angry. I tore over a hundred of them yesterday on the way here. But they don't get thorns. ”

Tears welled up in the eyes of the muttering man.

“I'm so angry. I've never asked for my life and I'm so angry because I threw myself at a fool and an old man like me who took on his real name! ”

The man grips a handful of swallows scattered across the floor. I put it in front of the nose of the trunk and asked as if growling.

“Do I know how many furies I have? ”

“Please · · · · · · Please forgive me just once · · · · · ·. ”

“I counted and counted the swallows because there was no end to the count. And then I remembered something old. He used to love the weight. The number of people who have meaning and the number of people who point to it according to their times is completely different. You said trash like me can grow. ”

“Huff!”

The man suddenly extends his arm and grabs the neck of the tropical rod.

“I can't send you to the Valley of Winds. I'm not gonna let that idiot go first. ”

“Turn it off, turn it off! ”

Only white pebbles remained in the eyes of the tropical rod.

Even if I wanted to say more, I couldn't hear my voice. I felt death approaching me.

This position should be dead, but not dead. With their emotions tangled, the tropical rod struggled with all its strength.

“Cut! Cut! ”

As soon as the director's signature dropped, the staff and the manager ran out. There was also a mix of Tae-Bong and stylists.

“Well done, Joon. I really liked the acting. I got goosebumps.”

Tae-Bong grabs JooJoo's shoulder behind his back, with his horse attached.

Immediately after, JooJoon blinked his eyes and turned around. I still couldn't get away from the genuine position in the work.

“Do, Joon-ah. Are you okay?”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

JooJoon stood up alone, reluctant to support Tae-Bong.

The actor who played the role of the tropical rod was still unable to reach a finger. Every day of running and acting was hell itself. He stares at himself as if he were going to kill himself during the break.

“Ouch, it's hard. No matter how immersed you are. If I had known this much, I would have refused when I asked for understanding in advance · · · · · · ·. ”

It was more than I could have imagined that the Chinese actors and the field producers would stick their tongues out.

The director was willing to sign OK, but if he didn't like it, he shot himself again. It was the same scene dozens of times, but the hardest corners were completely invisible.

“Tojun, today's scene is really good. It's perfect. It can't be better. It's incredible.”

As she approached, the director thought about it.

This is also the third shot. Fortunately, today's aim is convincing and retreating without any further demands.

“Well done. ”

After greeting everyone, including the director, she got into the van.

Leave the scene and go straight to the hotel. And practice with the script all night long.

Not even a minute of time has been wasted since we started filming the 'Modern Journal'. Even my beloved Charyn's phone is annoyed and refused.

“Joon, you should eat your lunch. ”

“I don't think so, just eat your brother. ”

Even as I sat in the back seat, JooJoon was holding the script. Tae Bong said something more, but he couldn't get it out of his mouth, so he glanced at the road manager. The van starts and starts.

‘I have to pour out everything I have! ’

While keeping his eyes on the script, JooJooJoon chewed his insides.

I felt overwhelmed by the burden I created myself and choked a few times a day. Every time I do that, I think of my friend smiling brightly.

‘Don't let me down.' Me, I need to do better. I need to be genuine! ’

The moment the script in your hand is crumpled with intense emotions.

The phone I left next to me trembled. I wouldn't have answered it if I hadn't checked whose phone it was.

However, Joo-joon had already inadvertently looked at the name of the liquid.

“· · · · · · Hello. ”

- You don't sound so good. Were you sleeping?

Reconstruction was in a distressing voice.

He leans his head back and sighs. I received a phone call from the reconstruction, but I wasn't happy. As a Jincheon, managing your emotions comes first.

“I was on my way to my place. ”

How'd it go today? Tae Bong said it's the last scene.

“Rebuild.”

- Huh?

“I'm sorry, what do you want? ”

- Oh, yeah. You must be in a lot of trouble. I'm sorry to call you like this. Suddenly I think of you.

Reconstruction beyond the radio waves quickly understood the meaning of the word and responded with an apologetic tone.

He regretted it in his heart, but he had already said it.

- Joon, I still want to tell you this.

“What is it?”

- I don't even know the actor's belly, but I know your acting is amazing. I'm not talking about being friends, I'm talking about being serious.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

- Joon Park is not a match for Jincheon. Jincheon needs to keep up with Joon Park. I hope so.

JooJoon secretly vomited out a hot breath while slightly dropping his phone from his mouth.

Apologies for the reconstruction, but at least now it sounds like useless comfort.

Shortly after, he added with a small but confident voice.

- Jincheon is a character who was born because of you. I want you to know this.

“I understand.”

- I'm sorry for the long talk. I love the movie, but take care of yourself. See you soon in Korea.

“Uh, see you later. ”

As soon as the phone was disconnected, Joon threw down his phone and put his eyes on the script.

Tae-Bong glances at him, shaking his head as if he was a poisonous man.

That evening.

He was practicing standing alone in front of the full-length mirror.

“I was exaggerating.”

It's already come out of my mouth a hundred times today. Tae-Bong next door fell asleep as a lullaby after hearing countless greetings of exaggeration.

“I've come to mingle with the master of Bronze Root and the last misunderstanding of the Dragon Kingdom. ”

JooJoon bit his lip, unable to continue the script.

If the accent seems okay, my face is flustered. He suppresses the urge to break the mirror and chooses his breath again.

“Hmm · · · · · · · · · ·? ”

I dug with my eyes a calendar attached to the wall during stealth. And soon she remembered that today was the anniversary of her brother's death. I completely forgot about it because of the movie.

“Oh, shit! ”

JooJoon grabbed onto his fearless cell phone. Until now, I have kept my brother's deception strictly. No matter how busy I was, I never had to do it in advance or late, but I can't even remember this year.

- Hello?

“Chae Lin, I totally forgot. ”

Chalin understands and replies, terribly unlucky.

- I was wondering when you'd ask. I'm busy with the movie, but I think I'll be interrupted if I say it first. I'm so sorry, brother. I ran to the wall as soon as I finished my schedule, but I couldn't see him because the trip was already over.

“Yes · · · · · · · · ·. ”

With a sighed voice, Joon frowned.

I can't believe I forgot the only family in the world. It wasn't just the nerves that caused the panic. If you haven't seen your calendar, you may not remember it all month.

- But thank God.

“What good is that?”

Chae Rin, who is invisible, hesitates.

- Well, thanks to my reconstructed brother.

“Why reconstruction? ”

- I told you not to say it. Actually, my rebuilding brother went to work during the day and sacrificed today.

“What · · · · · · · · ·?! ”

JooJoon jumped up without even knowing it.

“Did you say that? ”

- No, Reconstruction remembered and called first. Today is Joon's anniversary. You said you had to go.

“ · · · · · ·! ”

He opened his mouth and lost his words.

During the day, I had a lot of thoughts about talking to reconstruction.

He must have called on his way back from the Charnel House when he fell asleep.

I can't believe you hung up on him like that.

- Jincheon is a character who was born because of you. I want you to know this.

The words of reconstruction that were spilled came back to life and rang in my ears.

She covers her face with one hand and squats down on the couch. I started to feel full of breath as I breathed. I should have called Reconstruction, but I couldn't face him.

- Older brother? Are you crying right now?

“Shut up.”

The night was getting deeper.

Chaelin listened for a long time to the feeling of a man she loved without saying anything.

* * *

“Thank you so much for your time, Mr. Ha. ”

“Don't say that and eat it quickly. If it cools, it tastes bad. ”

Reconstruction and the Deputy Minister of Culture each began to eat his own sugar with a handkerchief.

It was a restaurant that was frequently used when the reconstruction was anonymous. He was still frequently looking for his favorite place because it was cheap and abundant.

“Thank you so much for taking the call, sir. ”

The deputy secretary carefully said.

He will also no longer receive calls from government agencies and anyone related to politics.

After winning the Confucian Prize, he was asked to support his political power. This was the reason for reconstruction to break the school.

Now, the only person he answers the phone is the deputy minister of culture who was pleased with him as a person.

“Actually · · · · · · · · The Bress is not the only reason it's noisy. ”

“I was guessing. ”

The reconstruction swallowed the food in his mouth and replied.

The purpose of the visit was obvious anyway.

Is The Bress complete with two parts?

Is there any room for a third?

Can you continue to write three or four copies for the benefit of the country?

I'm here to deliver these questions on behalf of members of the Ministry of Culture and Municipal Defense.

“In a nutshell, the second half of The Bress is just over halfway there. The ending has not yet been fully decided whether to leave the billy for the third part or the second part. ”

“Of course. ”

“And even if I don't pray that I can write two copies of The Bress up to three copies, it's not a priority right now. ”

“Priority, does that mean you're planning another piece? ”

“I'm just thinking for a second. This is not a step into the concept. That's all I can tell you right now. ”

After I finish my meal, I send in the money order first.

The reconstruction pierced both hands into the pockets and flooded the unpaved road.

What I told the deputy secretary was not a lie.

It's true that he's planning another piece.

Since I turned around, I couldn't see the old man with the improved clothes.

Reconstruction was thinking about this every day.

As I went through the day, the burden of a vague mind grew.

I wonder how long it's been.

Soon after, the place arrived in front of his grave. The reconstruction crouching in front of him opens his mouth with a long sigh.

“Can I use it? ”

The cold spring breeze has yet to pass between the rebuilding and the grave. Reconstruction opened the bag zipper with eyes lowered to the ground. Taking out a freshly stitched manuscript, he speaks to himself as if to himself.

“Do you mind if I fill the margins you left me with my hands? ”

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