Life, Once Again!

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“This is a bit much. ”

He pondered as he looked down at the cheaper lunch box. It's a lunchbox I prepared for the pregnancy, but something doesn't suit me. Last night, I tried to make a beautiful love story of the newlyweds from TV, but after making it all, I was ashamed to tell them.

Above all.

“Would it suit your taste? ”

He left the house with a little worry and a smile. I texted Sujin, the driver on the way to the car.

[I made it just like I told you yesterday. Tastes good. Thank you.]

I got in the car and started the car, and the phone rang. What's going on at this hour?

“Uh, root canal. ”

- How's your rehearsal going? “

“No problem. Are you worried about having a brother? ”

-... how is he these days? Can you concentrate?

“Is it because of the competition? You're doing well. But I was feeling different. What it looks like is a stone room. ”

He's never done anything he wanted to do.

“Let's sell our worries. If you're that worried, I'll call you myself. ”

- My nose is stone. And... I don't think I can reason with my brother anymore.

“Can't you see why? What are you talking about? ”

- There are. Anyway, give him a beating and a compliment.

“I don't want to. I'm just going to yell because I don't want to see you. ”

- Yeah, that wouldn't be so bad either.

“If you have nothing to say, I'll hang up. I have to drive.”

The smile that hung up the phone put the gear in and drove the car. The leaves on the outside of the window are preparing to become leafy, as if they were when they cried. No, there are a lot of trees that are already naked.

“Compliments are tricky machines. ”

I know what the root cause worries, and I know what the smile is. It's been a year since I've seen them as a teacher. Stone is a smart kid. Understanding the atmosphere is also fascinating. And it's good to know. I try to be a little blunt, but I never go against the flow. It all looks good, but it has something in common with all of its features.

“I'm not here. ”

A man who lives by the eyes of others.

The smile wanted to change his personality, but there was no way. It's an internal problem, and only you can solve it.

‘My ego is a problem. ’

How another brother could be born under one parent, and the smile was always a mystery.

Roots are self-organizing enough to be called crazy in school. It seems very rude to do what you want to do when you see someone you don't know well.

On the contrary, the stones seem calm and polite. But his insides were empty. It is a symptom commonly seen by children who have grown up to be of interest. You don't even know what you want to do or what you hate. A poor child who has lived a good life for what his parents want.

“Maybe it's the root canal. ”

He may have raised the first one who doesn't listen to filthy words, while the second one is a puppet with thread.

You can't rot inside us.

He might have been brainwashed by that.

That's too bad.

But I don't intend to pity you.

Smiles are not that kind of girl.

‘You'll have to find out. If you want to continue the play. ’

Joon-min also offered a suggestion to Yoon-seok. He's a gifted kid. But Joon-min is as cold as he is in his work. As soon as he realizes that he can't create motivation, Joon-min will take his hands off the stone.

In fact, if the life of a theater is desired by stone, we must first change the habit of acting with praise from others.

"But I'm good at it."

The smoke is definitely good, but if the motivation is poor, it will eventually be broken. If you want to survive as a theater performer after that, you will have to worry.

“What the hell happened to this guy, anyway? ”

The smile quickly took out the phone when the car got stuck in the signal. Then I texted the floor. It was a floor that asked for Jun-min's phone number two months ago. I wonder what they were talking about.

I'm dying to know, but Joon-min said, "Ask him.” and the floor didn't open its mouth to the end.

“Oh. What are you two up to? ”

When you think like that.

Pawn, then Clarkson cries behind his back. He threw his phone into the passenger seat and stepped on Excel.

* * *

The downcomer wakes up after laying in a daze. The body is heavy as if it were in the mud. But I couldn't stay asleep. I took a shower first. I made them last night, but I went into the bathroom to avoid cooking. Turns the hot water hot enough for the flesh to ripen and throws itself into it.

As she wiped off the red flesh, she looked down at the phone next to her laptop. I am being notified that a text has arrived. I wrapped two long hair towels around my head and opened my phone.

I saw the text from the smile first. It was a text thanking you for sharing the recipe. A phone call came yesterday asking me to teach her cooking without smiling. Maybe he's got a boyfriend. I was afraid to ask, but I was annoyed.

I smiled and looked at the next letter.

“ ……. ”

She bites her lower lip on the text, "Hi, how are you doing?" I kept hitting the keyboard with my thumb up. I felt nervous for a short while, but after sighing, Sujin completed a short sentence.

[Good.]

After sending the text, a short while later the text came back.

[Why don't you come on in? I miss you.]

Soojin looks at the liquid crystal for a long time and then moves his finger again.

[I'm busy, sorry.]

And a reply.

[Yes, take care of yourself.]

Sujin threw his phone on the bed. The phone bounces off the ground. My body feels heavy again. It's not worth taking a shower. Sujin sat there and hugged his knee. He definitely wanted to say more. I can feel it even in that short text.

“Ha.”

I feel terrible, and Sujin is angry that I feel this way about him. If only you'd replied to my letter. Wouldn't have been so hard if I had. I know I shouldn't have done this, but I felt even more frustrated after that day.

She dresses up and grabs the dolls as if she were possessed by something.

“We have to... play with the kids. ”

She still carries a full doll in her car to the children's home today. It was a place where she could feel safe and atone at the same time.

You should smile.

Sujin smiled. A bright smile like no other. Kids are sure to love that laugh.

When I put myself in the car that brought the whole country together. A text came from the floor.

[Arrival at Suwon Station.]

Sujin slapped the ball and looked in the rearview mirror. His face looked a little dull, but it didn't look very strange.

[I'll be right there.]

I texted and left the car.

* * *

“Well done.”

“You too, Floor. See you next week. ”

“Yes.”

The floor turns as it drives a red car and watches the fading algae. It was a voluntary play that was started to attract interest in acting, but it has now become a lifestyle. It was rewarding and still fun, so I didn't think it was a waste of time.

‘I had a good day. ’

Until morning, I saw an uneasy expression, but I was quite relieved after receiving the reply to the letter. The problem will be solved later.

It was a day that ended surprisingly quickly. I was about to go home with a toast in front of Suwon Station, but I saw two familiar faces from afar. It was Yoorim and Myrtle, who were holding their arms together and sharing a kind smile.

* * * *

“Floor.”

Yurim said.

Recent stones looked at the floor with a shivering expression. He's walking this way, eating toast. Yurim recognized the floor and tried to pry out his arm, but the stone gave him strength to keep his arm.

“A date?”

That's how the floor approached me. This floor is a bit strange. He blabbered about the theater department like a genius and eventually didn't go out and is immersed in practice. In addition, I played the role from the people of Dal-suk-dong this play.

I thought it was a lame role when I saw the script, but after practicing, I was able to clearly understand the importance of the character as a young man. The smiling instructor handed the character over to Maru. I can't tell what the smiling instructor is thinking. Why you handed such an important character over to him.

‘If only it were me. ’

I played a character like the last play, but I didn't fill the castle. Maybe it's because I've been cursing lately. The smiling instructor grabbed the bag from one to ten and played. The other guys are really good at compliments.

I disliked the floor more in that way.

He doesn't get pointed at by a smiling instructor.

“Good times. Have fun.”

Even that voice sounds like ridicule, so the cornerstone twists its lips slightly. The stone that was spilling through the floor to the side pushed through Yurim's arm.

“Let's go.”

Yurim said in a sweet voice.

“Maybe he's jealous. Right?"

“I think so. ”

“Of course you're jealous. Because you're so cool. ”

It was a bit unfamiliar, but I didn't dislike it.

Yurim takes care of me. This red stone, not the others. I like that you have a cute face.

‘It would have been better if she was Suyeon's sister. ’

Recently, Yoo Jung has been a little annoyed. She's too attached. Like the phone we used to touch. Compared to that, Suyeon leads herself. Suyeon's time with her sister was not even a second boring.

‘But she shouldn't be without me. ’

Kyung-suk took Yurim and walked to a shop famous for pizza.

* * *

“See you tomorrow. ”

After separating from Myrtle, Yurim quickly headed home. Through the alleyway, you can quickly get to the apartment complex, but Yurim turned a little and took advantage of the crowded roads. I was still afraid to walk in the dark by myself.

I was a little anxious because I wasn't there. Yurim took out his cell phone and held it tightly in his hand. Now I'm relieved.

‘I can't believe it. She's not supposed to be taken care of by me. ’

When he accepts his madness, Yurim feels like a mature woman. Maturity is proof that you can overcome the dangers of the outside. By comforting the muscle stones, Yurim regains its stability.

It was right in front of the bridge.

“Thank you! Welcome back! ”

I saw a girl smiling brightly and greeting. A girl coming out of a soup kitchen. It was like dew.

“Huh?"

“Yurim. ”

The dew approaches first. Yurim was a little reluctant to see this punk. She was prettier than herself. And I know that cornerstones sometimes tickle this kid.

But it's the same play.

“This was your house? ”

“Uh, my mom and dad's gourmet place. Smells good, doesn't it?"

Yurim hated the smell of pigs, but first he smiled and nodded.

“Do you want to go get a bowl? There are kids in there. ”

“Kids?"

Yurim pushed his head out and looked inside the store. Inside the store, which was six tables, there was a child who could tell who was behind the scenes. Round rear. Big name. If there is a colony, there must be a set of children. I can see some movement across the street. And…….

“Soyeon... is here. ”

“Uh, everybody likes soup, so I invited them. Tae Joon is coming too. ”

“Oh, yeah? ”

I feel completely isolated. Let's say the other kids are. But I can't believe you're hanging out over there with Soyeon. Not a word to me.

Yurim gripped his cell phone tightly. I thought he was my best friend when I came to school. I think it's too much.

“I have to go home. ”

“Really? Then with the children.... ”

“No, I'll just go. See you tomorrow."

“Ugh, yeah. Yeah, it is.

Yurim barely slipped his lower lip to come out and passed through the soup kitchen. I was disappointed. How they could fit in without saying anything to me.

“I thought you were my friend. ”

Thinking that way, I looked at my phone, and there was a missed call this morning. Soyeon is a number. It reminds me of something I didn't care about while playing.

“…… but you should have texted me. Are you avoiding me? ”

I felt really bad. I want to tell someone. Yurim battered the number of stones.

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Then.

Go on.

And then...

Thank you. I love you for pressing and going.