Great Novelist

Honor of the Traitor (3)

“How much will it cost? ”

He looked up at the growth. I drank coffee and turned into a coin.

“What?”

“I'm going to sell that book for how much. ”

“· · · · · · Cannot pass. ”

Greed settled on the cashier's face. I am full of the will to never give it up.

“Money to buy fifty other books. ”

“No. ”

“Ten times over there. ”

“That's also a burden on this side. ”

“You have an arm? ”

He shrugs and examines Lord. I was concerned that my fans were taken lightly. He clutches his chin and watches the bargaining without thinking, but he sees it as he grows up.

“It's a very rational way of thinking. At this price for a book, it's a coincidence. ”

“There are things in this world that money can't buy. That's what this book is about. ”

“What are you talking about, a bookstore clerk? Twenty times.”

“· · · · · · · No. This.”

This one grows up and smiles at the addition.

“I knew it. You buy three books each. Hand it over quickly. Used price. ”

Of course, I visited this bookstore considering the situation of growing up. It was a calculation he could get from a cashier he knew. It was the host who ended the situation the moment he stepped up and tried to stop it. She presses down on the attendant's shoulder.

“Still.”

I pressed Jigsaw.

“· · · · · · · Understood. ”

The clerk shuts up and breathes. She looks at the clerk with an unstoppable look on her face.

“So far it's just been a joke. As a token of my gratitude for letting me meet with coincidence. ”

“Thank you for that. ”

No specifications. He grew up with slightly bored eyes. You have to have something as long as you start wanting something. The cashier had a taste for it. When I see him in his position, all three books are in their roles, so it will hurt my heart if I fall in love with any of them. The cashier clears the air and pulls a book out of his cabinet.

“Come again next time. ”

The clerk asked me with gleaming eyes. He nods happily. I thought I knew a good bookstore. The two of them came out of the bookstore safely. No one saw any coincidence, but the photographs and signatures that remained there proved his existence.

“Take your time. ”

He calls for the one ahead, but he doesn't stop.

“Let's go to the hotel. I'll read it right away. ”

I slowly followed behind him and thought about what he would say.

“This is the worst. ”

He moves his hands quickly. I ignored the sound coming from behind my back. More than half the paper has been filled. Today, I was combining five stories with the word cauldron.

“I really don't like this man. ”

I wrote a sentence.

“If I were a traitor, I'd bite this man first. Good job holding on to that. ”

“Hmm."

He glances back. There was a man with a book leaning against the couch. He talked a lot when he looked at books.

“I think this paragraph represents the entire traitor. Here, listen. Khm, the traitor has two hands. ”

“Fair enough. ”

Zahra pauses and raises her head.

“What?”

“How many times have you read that book? How many weeks has it been? ”

He swept over his head. I underestimated him. You knew that movies and books were different.

“A month. ”

Since the day he acquired the book, he has only held it in his hand for a month. It's not like a movie that was just over three hours old.

“How long are you going to read it? ”

“Well?”

“Read another book. ”

“When I get tired of it.”

The same answer comes back every time. He hung up his empty laugh and asked.

“What was it called for a month? ”

He narrowed his growing eyes and said.

“Is that some kind of self-praise? I know that. Whose handsome face is this? ”

“This isn't a library. ”

“You can read books anywhere. I'm really free."

He turned away. I wrote it down again. It is peaceful when writing sentences. I started talking about the growing bird.

“I love the way violinists go to war. Is human heart born? Or is it environmental? ”

He remembered coins. He would have filed a restraining order.

“Better yet, listen to this. ”

I didn't know it would stop growing. Eventually, he opened his mouth.

“I haven't seen Coin in a while. ”

“Oh, coins. Why coins all of a sudden? ”

“I miss being with you. ”

Zahra is in front of you, and I miss the coin that silenced him a little. I have never met a coin since my discharge. I haven't contacted him. I didn't hang up on him for any reason. It just flowed naturally. I didn't see him often in the first place. He told Zahra:

“I don't know, but I was a little surprised that the two of you hadn't seen their faces in two years. ”

I heard it when I asked Zahra about the coin. The two never met while they were in the army.

“We were loyal to each other's business. I was busy making movies. Coins were busy writing. You were flying around completely without any coincidence. I thought you said you were a keeper. ”

“Haven't you heard from me since the movie was released? ”

“Yes, I would love to see how much fun it is. ”

“I suppose so.”

I was sure that I would grow up. He shakes his hand and says,

“Have you ever seen a nonfiction with coins? I couldn't read it before the shoot, but it was so noisy that all the news got in my ears. Oh, what magazine was that a while ago? I heard you filed a lawsuit. ”

He pushed and read the books he had written until recently. He realized how great the writer, Sassam Kelly Coin, was. A man who is called a freak of evil. 4 times on the cannula, 4 times on the stomach. I write names on various literature and write scenarios, nonfictions, fragments, lengths, pure literature, genre literature, and children's literature. Even when he wasn't confident, he was unchanged.

“Rather, he seemed to be speeding. I laughed because I thought it was too obvious and bad. ”

It's not your call. He swallowed the horse up to his throat. Zahra stares at the air for a moment and pulls out the phone that was in her pocket.

“Should I contact you now? ”

Before answering, he called right away. I looked at my phone without saying that I grew up with him. I hear a quiet room connection. It lasted a long time and was disconnected.

“Why aren't you answering? ”

He called again and again and hung up. After two years, the phone was abandoned.

“Did you delete my number? ”

“Most likely. ”

He touched his phone. It would be texting. He focused again on the manuscript. After I grew up, I was completely engraved and silent for a while. He knows his favorite part. The pinnacle of writing. He keeps his mouth shut only when he reads it. It was being kept for a month.

He paused and recalled the first time he read a book. At that time, he also wrote and read a book about growing up. It is very quiet. The sound of the arms touching the paper is quiet enough for you to hear. Like now.

He put the completed manuscript in a box and opened his laptop. Coins have read their own articles. You must have read it. According to Zahra, it may be a sign that I have enjoyed reading it so far. I went online.

“Huh?"

My moving hand stops moving. He pulled his neck forward and looked at the screen. I slowly read an article.

“Why is that? ”

The one who barely covered the book approached him. He replied without looking back at him.

“I think I know why Coin hung up. ”

“Why? Did you swear at me at the interview? ”

My eyes are busy moving.

“There's a new one coming out. ”

I read an introductory article about Zahra's popularity. The age of destruction and creation has passed longer than it does now. A full-length novel set against the future. A passage from the Old Testament. At that moment, my heart was beating loudly.

“This is interesting. ”

Growing close, he said.

“This book is full of elements that are completely opposite to yours. ”

I pulled the growing laptop towards me. His gaze followed.

“Which of your writings or his writings is more interesting? ”

He uncovered the date of his release. Now I know why you didn't call me. I remembered a coin that would raise a smile of contrition.

*

“I slept late. ”

He got up from bed with a frizzy face. I can't sleep because my phone has been ringing. It is because of the texts from various people. Seogwang, Spring, Sunflower, Jewelry, Public Works, Pupil, Moon Teacher, Seojung, Faith, Best, Two Editors, Bible, Student etc. Twenty barrels were here. The contents are all the same.

“Kelly Coin. ”

This was also true when the glory of the traitor was published. Everyone read it and sent me a long sentence of appreciation. There was also a congratulations. Everyone got excited and contacted me without even thinking about paralysis. He lets out a sigh, wringing his throat. Before replying, I took a glass of water from my head. Taking a sip of warm water, I woke up a little. Why do you have to suffer when he's published? He stamped the book cover.

“This book is the reason. ”

The vibration rings. This time it's the phone. I checked the text on the screen and pressed the call button.

“You're me now. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

A neurotic answer pierces my ear. He opened his locked throat and said.

“There are a lot of people asking you how you are. ”

“Not compared to when you were hiding your face. ”

When I asked him if he was sleeping, he said he had just woken up.

“I haven't heard from him in a while. You're alive.”

“Of course.”

“Director Zahra always said he'd ignore the phone calls. ”

“Why does he keep bothering you? Thanks to you, I have a few broken phones. ”

“Is it broken? ”

“I throw it every time I get a call. ”

At that moment, I remembered the mugs that were broken without cause.

“The director is doing well. ”

“I didn't ask. ”

We kept each other brief. He said he was staying at the hotel. The coin snorts.

“A hotel life. ”

“It's a foreign country.”

“That's why it grows and grows. ”

“I'm not bored when I'm with you. ”

Though distracted, he swallowed the hind horse. A moment of silence passed. He swept his face. We had something we wanted to say to each other, but all we wanted to say was our mouths. Aethelwulf stares at the clock, but Coin says:

“If you don't have any special hobbies at the hotel, why don't you stay here? ”

“You?”

“You know why I'm here. ”

A white villa. It's a lone house that comes out when you walk through a cornfield. That's where the coins are now. I stayed up all night reading his book. There's no reason not to go.

“Is Susan doing well? ”

“Too much.”

“When should I go? ”

“Not bad at all. ”

“I'm going to get some sleep. ”

“This son of a bitch, even if he's miserable. ”

“I'm tired. Just wait. ”

Unlike what he said, he raised his body right away with a small smile.

Honor of the Traitor (3) End

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