Devil's Music

7: 30 p.m. Crossing the hillside between the graveyards of Lincoln Memorial Park as the sun sets. Gunny received Dre's call around 5: 20 p.m. I got in a cab and came to the place Dre told me about, and I saw Dre sitting on the grass across the hill, stretching his legs all by himself.

As the gun gets closer, you see empty bottles scattered around Dre. Dre glances at Dre's approach with a shivering look. Looking at the gun, Dre raises his hand to point at the gun, but his arm sags helplessly to make sure it doesn't get too strong. I tried to raise my hand several times, but then Dre loosened his arms.

“Uh, the bill. Kay, are you here? ”

Dre was drunk, but he seemed to be able to speak the truth. The gun places its hand on your waist and sighs.

“Dre, what have you eaten so much of? ”

Dre gives you a big smile. He shoves the bottle of wine back into his mouth and takes a big, fat sip. Dre wipes the half-spilled wine over the moving neck with his sleeve.

“I had a drink with my son. ”

Dre taps on his seat.

“Hey, Curtis! Say hello! This is Kay. Did I ever tell you that? ”

The gun turns and looks at Dre's side, revealing Curtis Young's tomb. Dre looks back at the case and says,

“Kay, say hello. This is my son. Poor father mismet and suffered under his stepfather, and he ended up with an honorable death of a drug addict. Say hello!"

Gun silently sits across the gravestone next to Dre. As Gunn looks at Curtis' tomb with his sad eyes, Dre chuckles.

“Why? You feel sorry for him, too? Or are you mocking me like the rest of them? Puhaha”

The gun stares intensely at Dre. Dre sits with his torso bent and raises his flask high.

“Cheers to my son! This is my son, you bastards! ”

Dre lowers his head long, smiling and throws the bottle to the ground. Dre's bloodied sad eyes are visible in the gun's eyes. Dre stares at the town below the hill, his eyes shivering. Dre looks down without saying anything for a long time.

“Why are you trying to pull me back? ”

The gun grabbed the knee with both arms and said.

“You are a musician · ·”

“I am also a businessman. I'm telling you, tens of thousands of people could lose their jobs. ”

Dre, who cut the horse, stares at the gun. Gun said without avoiding Dre's gaze.

“You're a father, too. ”

Dre regards the case without saying anything, then he looks forward to it and says it with a shy look.

“My mother said, Even though everyone in the world is pointing fingers, the parents are surrounding their children. ”

Dre gives you a cramp in the eye with his horse. Without seeing Dre's face, Gun pulls out the grass from the floor with his hands.

“Dre, I... When I was a kid, I was beaten and raised by my father a lot. ”

Dre stares at the gun and looks forward, shivering.

“You don't seem like a troublemaker. You've been in some kind of trouble, haven't you? ”

Gun said with a bloody smile.

“I've never been in an accident. I was just the subject of my father's anger. ”

Dre squirms his eyebrows as the gun comes out of his mouth in shock. The gun gazes blankly at the scenery below the hill.

“When I was very young. My father was the coolest man in the world. And he was my strongest, bestest friend in the world. He was the most hated man in the world and the most wanted to kill him. ”

Dre listens to what Gun says.

“Do I have to say good? My sister and my mom didn't touch me. When he was angry, he just hit me. Haha, should I tell you something funny? Around 11: 00 p.m., he suddenly ran into my room, pounding his feet, and stared at me. And then he looked around the room. And then he started hitting me. Do you know why? because there was a book on the shelf upside down. Does this make sense to anyone who's studying? Haha”

As the gunshot begins to bloom, Dre begins to look at the gunshot with his sad eyes.

“At that time, she said, He hated it so much. He knew that beating me when he was angry with him was kind of the formula, but he was too angry. So every time I fought my father, I provoked even more anger at him for hitting me. So it became a vicious cycle of violence. ”

The gun was a horse with a face on its knee.

“I hated my mother more than my father who hit me. I knew I would be right, but I hated my mom for being so worked up about her anger. I hated my mom even more when she came to my room and applied medicine to the place where the storm hit her, because she just pretended. Haha”

Dre quietly places his hand on the shoulder, and the gun raises its head again. There were tears all over his face. Gun continues to speak without making eye contact with Dre.

“My mom started to change when I was just in high school. She was a person, too. He was just an immature man. I guess my mother was also a human being growing up as she played the role of a mother. At some point, she started looking for things to do to keep her hatred for him from turning to me. ”

“One day, my mom came into my room and she was crying on her knees in front of me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's all your fault. But I guess it wasn't easy to forgive. I laughed at her on the outside, but I didn't open up easily. because I spent the most important 10 years of puberty in my life. I've been living in the United States for the last year, and I can't help but call my mom because my sister says it's been a long day.”

“And he apologized to me. It was a mistake to apologize. ”

“So I forgave you? No, I can't forgive you. Did I ever forgive you for saying that? I'm not getting married if I'm gonna be that immature. Still, still, Dre...”

“I have no choice but to love you and your dad. I remember most of it being true, but it was awkward when I got the phone call from my father that he had paid me first. I have money, Dre. And yet, my father sends me tuition fees. Interesting, isn't it? I have a lot more money than my father. ”

Tears like chicken shit start to flow from the gun's eyes.

“When I hear my mom's sick with a cold and I see my heart pounding, I think I'm an idiot who loves her just like that, Dre. ”

Dre shrouds his shoulder next to the gun, and the gun starts to shed more tears.

“My father, who passed puberty and never thought he loved me. That's how you tell your friends to show off your kids. like you're proud of yourself. Isn't that funny?"

The gun turns its head and looks at Dre with a face filled with tears. Dre looks at you with his sad eyes.

“What kind of father were you to Curtis? I hear he wasn't a very good father. So what father was he in Curtis' memory during the time you existed? ”

Dre couldn't open his mouth easily, so the case was a horse.

“To Curtis, you weren't the father who abandoned you until you were twenty-one. I understood your situation through a long, long conversation with you, and your portrait in his song was a proud father. ”

The gun grabs Dre's shoulder and turns to face.

“Dre, are you okay? Are you just going to be that father? Are you going to remain like my father in Curtis' memory? ”

Dre shakes his head with a bitter smile.

“No. I can't do that. I'm sorry for you. ”

Dre nods slowly and wipes his tears as he looks down the hill.

“I heard Curtis complained a lot at 15 when he first found out the country existed. Maybe you'll understand him when you get older and realize you're immature. Maybe not. ”

You rub the stained face against the sleeve and say,

“I hope so. The day I understand my father, that day will be the day I grow the most in my life. ”

Dre smiles and sighs slightly, looking down at Curtis' tomb.

“Do you mind if I talk about Curtis? ”

Gun said as he lost his appetite.

“Don't you know the mood, Dre? All the rappers want you back. And that means that the public is hoping to hear that music. If the public didn't want it, they wouldn't have moved either. ”

Dre strokes Curtis' tomb.

“Curtis, can I tell your story? ”

Dre's eyes were filled with tears.

“Curtis, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Too late?”

Dre shed tears in his eyes.

“I'm sorry my father was so bad at being a father. Forgive my cowardly father for turning his back on you. I'm not avoiding you anymore. ”

Gun raises his hand to Curtis' tomb.

“Curtis, your proud father will return to the way you saw him. Watch.”

Dre raises his eyes and looks at the case quietly. Gun smiled at the dresses. The two people who met for a long time simultaneously turned their eyes to the landscape below the hill. Dre opens his mouth, watching the sunset setting over Asrahi without saying anything.

“Do it right. You have to help me. ”

The gun raises its thumb, revealing its teeth.

“Just say whatever you want. I'll do my best to support you. ”

Dre turns to Gunn and says,

“It's been a long time since I made my own music. ”

I was told with a big smile.

“Who are you? ”

Dre looks at the gun with the ridiculous eyes and loses consciousness.

“Dr. Dre. ”

Dre glances at the landscape in front of him as he looks at what more he needs to say.

“I'll chew it all up. ”

Break the wall (5) > end

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