Big Life

38 - True Story (6)

“Please stop right there. ”

He buries his face in the dark and complains.

“I don't want Yew. There's no need to do that in the yard where the mask was removed and the thief was revealed. I just want to ask you as an old man who's lived more than you. ”

Taejin was still unable to raise his head.

“I hope for the last time in my life, so please don't stop me. ”

“I'm afraid I can't do that. ”

Reconstruction takes one step closer without listening. Taejin's hands stand full of blood feet as she tucks them into her arms.

“Go home like this. I don't want to get you in trouble. ”

“I'm already in trouble. ”

The voice of immediate reconstruction was firm.

“Why would I wait here for a few days? Because, as I said, I believed that you would come here. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“And this is how I met you. And you want me to go back like this? Are you saying that to make me feel guilty? ”

“Hey! ”

“Don't you think about your son? Do you have any idea what a day is like for Myeong-seok Oh? I couldn't eat a single meal a day, instead of working for the company, and I had a fibula. It's not a human face right now. ”

“Stop · · · · · · · Please stop · · · · · ·. ”

A drop of tears fell and drenched the grass.

It wasn't Taejin's.

Leaning back to the middle of the bush beyond the tomb, it was the tears of a standing star. Please, he desperately hopes that there won't be an urgent situation to run away from. A father doesn't want his son to see him fall to his limit.

A cool breeze rises.

Only the sound of the caterpillar grazed my ear.

Soon, Taejin sat down on his knees.

“What should I do? ”

“Could this be a simple problem? ”

Reconstruction replied, staring at the tomb.

Taejin looked up at the reconstruction, questioning the pale face.

“If you think about what Seo Gun Woo would like to do, I think the answer will be quick. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“Seo Gun Woo must be hoping. I want you to put down all your heavy burdens and live a comfortable life. Isn't that obvious? ”

Taejin bows his head without hesitating.

Reconstruction crouches before him on one knee. Then Taejin gently grabbed and pulled out the arm he was holding in his arms all the time.

“You two are still great friends. ”

“Uh-huh-huh-huh-huh! ”

Before I came here, I made a promise that the fever in Pohang would be the last.

Regrets and unresolved guilt were still piled up for a long time.

“Will you forgive me · · · · · · · · · ·! Will he really forgive me? ”

“Forgive me. I have nothing to do. ”

Like hiding in the bush, the bright seats grabbed the back of my nostrils.

I was fortunate that my father's cry was loud.

His grief was being buried quietly as the night grew darker.

* * *

“Are we done here? ”

“Oh, it's over. ”

Reconstruction back home said powerlessly.

Su-hee faced Su-hee, smiling at the application and touching under the chin of the reconstruction.

“I've never seen you shave like this. It's fun to feel sticky. ”

“Su-hee.”

“Huh?"

“I'm sorry.”

Su-hee grabs Su-hee's wrist, which the reconstruction touches her chin.

“Bourne lied to me. My head was complicated how to explain the situation. I thought you might be worried! I don't think there's been that much going on. ”

“You don't have to apologize. I'm fine. ”

“I swear, this will be the first and last lie I ever told you. ”

Reconstruction kept getting strangled.

It's because I know how much Su-hee relies on herself. He hugged his wife's body and added.

“I did something really wrong. ”

“Fine soy sauce · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Su-hee frowned, poking and prodding the rebuilding chest. I've never broken a promise I made to my husband. Now that all the troubles are over, she is deeply relieved.

“Go wash up. I'll make dinner. ”

“Got it.”

“You have to shave. What if you get hurt in the rain without even knowing it? ”

“Hahaha.”

After a nice dinner after a shower.

The reconstruction actually took out a mug from Seogun Woo in a long time.

There was considerable fatigue in tracking down Taejin's whereabouts. I didn't want to fall asleep early tonight, even to ease Su-hee's mood.

‘Hmm · · · · · · · · · · · ·? ’

The reconstruction tilts its head, looking down at the mug.

Even if I drink a cup of hot coffee, I don't feel like my energy will recover.

Is it because too much fatigue is accumulating?

So maybe one drink won't bring him any news.

When I think about it, I don't think it was that simple. In the past, the fatigue during the whole night when I was writing was not normal.

But no matter how tired I was, a cup of coffee would always heal well.

‘No way. ’

Reconstruction made me think of something else, and I turned around. Then I went up to the library and took out the old laptop I had left in a corner of the bookshelf.

It was a Seo Gun Woo laptop that had been rarely used since the need to be chased away.

I couldn't even remember when.

Tadahak! Tadahak! Tadak!

“What are you doing? Are you writing? ”

“No, Su-hee. It'll only take a minute, so wait in your room. ”

About 10 minutes later.

The reconstruction clammed up and stopped the ten fingers that were pounding the keyboard.

I realized that my guess wasn't wrong.

The ability to write 10,000 characters per hour was not demonstrated at all.

‘What else, then?' ’

This time, I took out a book with horn-rimmed glasses that I had used until recently.

However, even before handing over a page, a thin sigh came out of the mouth of the reconstruction. It was no different from what I saw with my bare eyes.

“Meow.”

“Lika · · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

The reconstruction lifts its head and takes off its glasses.

Lika, sitting on the table, looks at herself. I felt like my eyes were glowing. The time for relying on your belongings was over a long time ago.

“I think I know what you're thinking, Lika. ”

Reconstruction lifted Lika and hugged her in the chest.

He had a comfortable smile on his mouth. Now that you're completely relieved, he hasn't let Lika go in his arms for a long time, making sure that you can sleep comfortably.

* * *

“Are you sure you want to go alone? ”

“Yes, this is my job. ”

I even wore a tie, and Taejin insisted.

Myeong-seok stands behind him with an extremely embarrassing face.

“I have to walk alone. Wait at home with your mother and baby. ”

“But I will at least take you to the hotel. Even if I don't accompany you, I will accompany you along the way. ”

Myeongseok was unable to connect the words. Taejin shakes his head, his hands on his shoulders. His face was filled with a gentle smile that had not been seen in a long time.

“There's nothing to worry about now, Myeong-seok. ”

“Father. ”

“I'm just sorry for you. The company will be devastated. ”

“Please don't worry about me like that. It was originally inherited from my father. Even if you can't avoid a big hit, I'll take care of it. ”

Taejin shrugged his trusted eldest son a few times and turned away.

Myeong-seok sent his rear view with both eyes.

I laughed naturally.

My father's back was just as wide as it used to be.

“Let's go straight to the hotel. ”

“Yes, sir. ”

I drove to the press conference and there were already dozens of reporters camped out.

Taejin rises to the top of the platform along the path of the guards.

“Hello, I'm Oh Tae-jin, the leader of the group. In the meantime, I want to thank you for coming to listen to this old man. ”

That's how Taejin ended his introduction.

Now, the title of the writer towards himself was not to be kept in his mouth until he died.

“I · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Taejin looks at the reporters under the platform and opens his mouth.

The journalists lifted their ears together and looked at him.

The curiosity of the journalists gathered here was the same. Why you stopped selling bestsellers like 'Five Dreams’. In addition, the cause of the disadvantage and dismissal of the Korean cultural bridge business.

“I'm · · · · · · · · That Taejin person · · · · · · · ·. ”

Even though I had made my decision to leave my throat open so easily.

Taejin closed his eyes for a moment and remembered his eldest son's face.

Be a good father.

You should not remain ashamed of yourself.

The courage, which was slightly broken over and over again, was straightened again.

“I plagiarized. ”

“ · · · · · ·?! ”

“ · · · · · ·?! ”

A somewhat clumsy young man was quietly wrapped up in his breath.

Dozens of journalists were silent at the same time, as if they had promised.

With their eyes wide open, they look at each other.

“The five dreams and the final journey were not written purely by me. Both copies were written by a writer named Seo Gun Woo. Five dreams have plagiarized more than 70 percent of Sugundian authors' prefabricated galaxies, and their last journey has been the childhood memory. ”

There was a commotion everywhere because the explanation of Taejin was terrifying. I quickly searched on the tablet PC, and a journalist asked me an urgent question.

“What did the writer, Seo Gun Woo, write? There's nothing to search for. ”

Another journalist followed up with the question:

“Did you use a pseudonym? Are you related to Writer Oh Tae Jin? ”

The press conference became a shambles as the reporters raised questions in front of them.

Plagiarism was the reason I stopped selling. Even Tae Jin, who has left a footprint as a maestro in Korean literature, is the party.

Even journalists who knew how to be beginners were frozen.

It took some time for the reporters to calm down. The commotion almost subsided and Taejin had a chance to speak again.

“We've been friends since college. Years ago, he came up to Seoul to meet me after organizing a long chipper life. to let me do my work. ”

Taejin's eyes were following the landscape that day, sweeping through an empty corner. Reporters were indifferent to Tae-jin's words on their laptops and tablet PCs.

“A journalist asked me earlier, He's a writer. Why doesn't he have any work? because he was rarely satisfied with his work. It's a great article for me and the people around me, but it's just a magazine for the person who wrote it. ”

I suddenly smiled bitterly at Taejin's mouth.

“The old man changed his mind and came to see me. I was his best friend in life, but I was also the publisher's representative. And he gave me this. ”

Taejin held a small USB memory in his hand in front of the journalists.

“Writer Seo Gun Woo has come to Orloth with his heart's content in this little USB. living in an old inn in Pohang, with a long, polished line. And. ”

Taejin suddenly blurred his words.

The camera flashes of reporters bursting in succession filled his eyes and did not miss tears.

“Shortly after I handed over the USB, he died. On my way back in front of me, I was in a hit-and-run accident. Of course, the perpetrator was caught at the time and couldn't get away with it. However. ”

Tears fell from Taejin's eyes. Without a tear to steal, he looks down at the back of his foot.

“I was behind the criminal. He abused the fact that he didn't show it to anyone but me. He formatted the laptop in his bag and hid the USB memory separately. ”

Although I was honest about the past, I still felt sorry for my sins.

Now, what's the point of apologizing to a friend after setting up reporters? It's called self-pity and killing a friend twice.

“· · · · · · · · · or more. ”

There was no excuses.

The restless flash caused my eyes to burst, but I accepted Taejin without avoiding him. They were all things to bear on their own.

That night.

USB memory was conveyed in the hands of someone who should have it.

And...

It was only a few more days after the person reconstructed the USB memory.

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