Life, Once Again!

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“What's good about it? ”

She was concerned about looking at the pamphlet in both hands. What you have in your left hand is an ex-CIA agent vendetta, and the right is a movie about former agents' romance. Looks like we have an agent of plenty this year.

“Which would you prefer? ”

She pushes the pamphlet in front of her eyes and asks. Honestly, the floor was not attracted to either of them. I want to see a Suspense movie that was released a few days ago. It is the story of a man trapped in a narrow space, but there are many commentary that there is no room for boredom because the psychology of the actor who played the trapped man is so excellent in the scenario.

“How about that? ”

The floor points to a pamphlet with a man's face embedded in front of it.

“... Do you want to see that? ”

She was burying the well. Put the pamphlet back on the shelf and walk to the reservoir with a blurry face.

“Want to see a romance? ”

“Really?"

It was a face that suddenly brightened as if it had been shining in the cloudy sky. You still hate scary things. In front of the problems of reality, it's hard to know why a woman in the movies hates murderers and ghosts so much. The funny thing is, even though I hate it so much, I sometimes have to buy tickets to see it. Sitting in a movie theater, half-closing her eyes and winking at her the whole time, I found her cute but smiling on the one hand. It's the same principle as fever.

The floor picked up the film pamphlet that I wanted to see. If I had smiled brightly instead of this scary look, I could have reserved it. I folded up the pamphlet and put it in my bag thinking I should see it for myself next time.

“Here.”

She came back with two tickets. If you don't like it, let's watch another movie. It looks premature. I'm breathing heavily.

“Do you want some popcorn? ”

“I'm Caramel. ”

“How about a drink?"

“Saida!”

“Anything else? ”

“It's okay.”

She said, "If you eat a lot, you'll gain weight."

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“The acting was good, right? ”

“The heroine?”

“Yeah. Especially when I was looking at Ziggy with the picture at the end. ”

“When I lay in bed in a white T-shirt, ”

“Phew, pervert. That's all you see, right? ”

“It's the eyes that made me see things. ”

Ordered omeries come out while we're talking. It was a store in front of a movie theater, where she brought it because the rumor was delicious. I took a spoon and put it in my mouth. The deliciously sprinkled demi-glass sauce pierces your tongue.

“Delicious.”

“Right? You want to try mine? ”

She pushes the bowl slightly. The floor placed a handkerchief on top of the egg and pressed down slightly. I turned the spoonful gently once and pulled out the rice. I put it right in my mouth.

What flavor? It's time to concentrate on the tangy flavor hiding under the softness of the egg. Suddenly, the spicy flavor burst into flames. I can see her evil smile in front of me. Her cheeks are reddened.

“It's hot.”

She starts to eat her omelet with a cheerful smile.

"Oh, when was the second sitcom audition?"

"Next Monday. An interview and an audition."

"Almost pass the interview, right?"

"I don't know."

"Then you'll pass and suddenly leave? To the newest star."

"Oh, no way."

She was the one who ran away saying it wouldn't happen. The floor grabs the spoon like a microphone and pushes it out in front of her.

"What do you think of winning the Popularity Award for Drama?"

"Well, first of all, I want to say thank you to my favorite hairdresser."

"Isn't that Miss Korea?"

"Whatever."

She was giggling.

I hope you pass the audition. The floor wanted to see her on TV. Regret will be new. Seeing her on stage as the dominant, not the dominant.

"Aren't you eating?"

"I'll eat."

The floor picks up a spoon and lifts up the Omrise a little.

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She looked inside in front of the puppeteer. Touching the end of his gaze was a cell phone strap with plastic rabbit dolls on the end.

“Do you want me to pull it out?”

“No, thank you. ”

She smiled and said it was okay. Looks like you got a call. Wait, "she answered the phone.

The floor puts a coin in the machine while she calls. I moved the stick and placed the mechanical hand on the phone line and pressed the button. I caught the cord on the tip of the machine finger that slowly went down.

“I'm fine.”

Looks like the call is over. A delightful flower blooms on her face, staring through the glass. As the cord of the phone that was hanging close fell safely to the exit, she watched it and exclaimed, "Long live."

“Good things happened in a row. ”

Hanging a cord on her phone, she said.

“In a row?”

“Yes, I just got off the phone. We're through with the school preliminaries. ”

“By the way, it's 8: 00. It must have been announced after the show. What about the dominant notice?”

“I don't know about that. But didn't it stick? ”

At the same time, a text message arrived on my phone. It was sent by Taichuk. The content was simple. Our game is also going out.

“We passed. ”

“Thank goodness.”

She lets out a sigh of relief, like her own.

“So it's time for the dominant to win a gold medal and go to the national play? ”

“What are you talking about? It's a gold medal. ”

She quickly changed her attitude. She has strong confidence in winning. There's really nothing to take care of. You take her hand and walk the streets. Escaped into a quiet park promenade. The heat of the day remains intact, and even after sunset, the night air is thick.

You grin as you look at her running towards the big Siberian Husky approaching from across the street. She asked me if I could touch her, and I gladly let her. She smiles as she tucks her finger between her delicate hairs. He looks like a dog with a wagging tail.

The floor reminds me of what happened during the day while she was playing with the dog.

“Give me a hand. ”

Suyeon said so. It was not a hasty expression.

“About what? ”

“Can you just tell me you'll help? ”

Hearing that, the floor nods once and turns around. I didn't want to joke around. While we are here, it is beneficial to go down and eat one more piece of Tangsoo meat.

“Okay, I'll tell you. You know, with the urgency. ”

Suyeon's buttocks from the chair are tapped with her hands.

“But I'll have to help you anyway. It's compulsory. I need help filming the drama next Tuesday. ”

“Drama?”

“Oh, my drama starts this week. I have a memorable scene in the middle, and I need a kid because I was a student. Nothing difficult. You just have to play the prodigal student for a while. ”

“Forcibly refusing here means talking back through Jules, right? ”

“I know. You remember we're the same company? ”

It was Su-yeon laughing.

There was nothing wrong with short filming, so I said yes. It turned out that I had already finished talking to the manager.

“Then why are you asking me this? There's gonna be a lot of people. ”

“Is it weird to take care of the same family? ”

“That's very strange. ”

“Don't be so vigilant. Actually, it was someone else who recommended you. Do you know Kim Jangsoo? ”

He was the director of filming in the 'youth' period. Su-yeon nods once, saying that she knows.

“In the middle of a reminiscence, I need a subactor, which is usually solved in the line of writers, or the director takes someone I know. But I heard the director sneak your name out. The name Hangul isn't common, so I quickly realized it was you. So I recommended you to the director. ”

“I'm surprised.”

“What?”

“I recommended it. ”

“Think of it as a reward for listening to the therapy. ”

“If that's the case, it's cheaper. ”

“Normally, emotional reasoning is rough. ”

The thought of the floor returning to the park from the rooftop was when she was playing with the dog and said hello with a sad expression.

“I want a dog like that when I live in a big house later. ”

“You'll think of that when you see her furry. ”

“Why?”

“That big fur's gonna come out. I have to be thorough. ”

“You know him well? ”

“Well……. ”

Because you raised me a while ago. The floor gazes at her and gives her a smile instead of an unspoken word. She looks at it with a fat face.

“It's time to go. ”

“Really, it's already 9: 00. ”

“I'll take you.”

It was time for the floor to take hold of her hand and move on. A vibration rises from my pocket. Someone took out their phone, and it was a phone call from Kwak Jun.

“Yes, sir. ”

- Are you with him right now?

“No, I'm not. ”

- Why isn't she answering her phone?

“Is something wrong? ”

- I'll see you tomorrow. We need to talk.

“Hold on, let me give you a call. ”

I ended the call and called my contact. The signal goes on for a long time, and then the sound stream comes out. 9: 00 isn't time for bed. At that moment, a bad feeling passed through my mind. During the day, he left the restaurant because he had an appointment, but the rest of the deputies stopped and went to karaoke. I haven't heard from him since.

I called Su-yeon. I got a signal about three times and Su-yeon got a call.

- Why not?

“Just in case, are there any kids there? ”

- Huhu, wait a minute.

I hear a noise coming from my phone for a moment and then I hear the sound of a funnel smile. It's the kids' voice.

- Uh, uh! Maruya!

The colonel answered the phone. Crumpled pronunciation and silly laughter. The floor sighs.

“Have you been drinking? ”

- Yeah!

I became too cheerful.

“Hey, wake up and check your phone. Guk Jun must have called. ”

- Who?

“Gwakjun.”

- Lie down?

The floor pressed the End Call button there. There's no time to waste talking to a drunk. I called him again. Speaking of which, a short sigh returns from you.

- I don't like her either. I'll have to say something next time.

“I left a message. I'll call you when I wake up tomorrow. ”

- Yeah, got it.

“Yes.”

Guk Jun, who was about to hang up after his voice faded, opened his mouth again.

- By the way, have you been to the hospital?

“Hospital?”

- Yes, I am.

“What hospital? ”

- Haven't you heard? Teacher Yoon collapsed.

“Ms. Yoon? Are you talking about the elderly? ”

- Yes, I am.

“Are you hurt? Or was it an accident? No big deal, right? ”

I asked a question urgently.

- He said it was a simple overdose, but he didn't give me any details. But you're feeling much better now, so you can go to the hospital. I'm on my way back today.

“I'm sorry, could you text me the address? ”

If you want to see him, you can go to lunch tomorrow.

“I understand.”

Unexpectedly, a few days ago, I remembered a call with Roosevelt. On the day I met him for the first time, I called root to ask him about it, then root stopped trying to say something. Maybe that's what you're talking about.

“What's going on? ”

She looks at you with a worried face. The floor was trying to tell me that it was nothing, and then I told him the truth.

“You're very sick. ”

“I hear you're feeling much better now. ”

“Thank goodness. I'll go to the hospital then. ”

“Gotta go. He's like a gentleman. ”

“I hope you are well. ”

I looked at her worried face and told her I was going to be okay.

If you're really overworked, it's probably because of the filming. An elderly person who continued to observe and study from dawn until late at night to complete his character. The fatigue accumulated in the process may have exploded at the end of the shoot.

I hope that's okay. The floor lets out a bewildered breath, reminiscent of the elderly man's generous smile.

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Fireworks.

People...

That's a lot.

I couldn't even get hit by a train.

Oh, wow.

Phosphoric acid is real.

They were real people from the end of the road to the end.

People people people.

Thanks to you, it's getting late.

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Referrals, always appreciated.

Coupon, thank you. I love you.

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