Life, Once Again!

“It's been two years since you started acting? ”

“It's been three years, but I think it's less than a year since I learned and practiced properly. ”

“But you're acting like such a brat. Didn't you use your fists at school? Were you so lively because of the act based on reality? ”

“If you're right, you're right, I'm not enough to beat you up. ”

“Hey, I'm the scariest kid to talk to like that. That's what it looks like in the movies. The man behind the knife says not in front. ”

"No way."

Jincheol giggles.

The floor slashes a sandwich. Jinchul brought a sandwich to buy some food. I said something like "I paid you for it," but if I smiled, I was consistent with the expression because I could walk the joke without even trying. Of course, it didn't work. The joke of Jinchul flowing through the cold grass repeats itself if you forget it.

“But you know what? Cats come from Gyeonggi-do cats. ”

It was a prank, but the floor didn't blink. Jin smiles at me. "

“Great sandwich. ”

“A cat's favorite story is a strange one. ”

“You're a really good cook. If I was close, I would have stopped by often and bought some. I'm sorry. ”

“Looking at a cat makes me feel better. ”

“I have to wrap it up when I go. This black-shelled bread is especially good. My family has similar tastes to mine, so if you wrap it up, everyone will love it. I really want to be a regular, but it's a long way to go. ”

I chewed the bread and looked at Jinchul. As he patted his beard and grunted, he took off his glasses and washed his face.

“Muscle. He's so thin. You can smile at least once. ”

“You don't like him because he's as crazy as you want him to be? ”

“He's got class, and he's a moron. He's usually smiling, but he's so cold that he hasn't seen him in less than an hour. ”

“You already know how to deal with your brother, rather than being cold. ”

“I can't believe it doesn't fit with the cat-themed torque. I'm not disappointed. ”

Jinchul, who was grumbling, hugs the cat lying on the floor. The cat hugs you a few times, then goes to sleep like a faint.

Amazing. The floor was wiped with a paper towel and thought, Jincheol's cat looks extremely sensitive. I couldn't even feel my thumb because it was rougher than a spotted spot. Such a cat sleeps like a full-grown newborn in the arms of iron. Do cats recognize their owners?

“Cats are territorial animals. It's pretty generous for those who are used to it in their own territory. You'd think I'd be a good feeder to this guy. That's why we don't let our guard down. There's no aesthetic, but that's the cat charm again. Bad cat.”

Jin, who was tickling the head of the sleeping cat, makes a face with a sound. A cat woke up slightly. The cat drops down in droves around every corner on the second floor. The floor reminds me of Kerryman for some reason.

The floor looks down at the knee. A mottled person is sleeping in a strange posture. At first, he was sleeping quietly with his front paw on, but over time, he was curled up and now he sleeps in a strange shape, worrying about how to sleep like this. I want to feel ticklish when I see a boat that is clearly visible, but I think I'll wake up and have months to endure it.

“Why don't you try raising a pet? ”

I think you should avoid saying "pet" in front of this person.

“I don't think I can. ”

“Why?”

“I don't like him enough to take responsibility. ”

“Make yourself comfortable. There's a lot of people raising him these days. ”

Jincheol raises his head to the floor. Is that a sincere sound? The floor said after seeing the cats running around on the second floor once.

“I don't think there's an easy way to take responsibility for something and raise it. Every little plant has a lot to do with potted plants and mudflakes and rotting leaves in the water. Not to mention the kids who run around like this. They say they're big enough to leave them alone, but they're not. It's a miracle to see the moment you're born. It's a mystery to mewl.

But that's all I'm surprised about, and there's a lot of worries after that. I can't even walk, crawling around in all kinds of dangerous places. I keep bringing sharp things to my mouth. When I have diarrhea, I fall asleep, and the sound of my baby's breath fades as I sleep, so the sky seems to fall, so I only roll my feet. ”

The floor unconsciously touched the underside of the spotted chin.

“When you get that age, you have a sea of real worries. Even if I told you not to run, you wouldn't listen, and even if you told me not to go because it's dangerous up there, I'd flip my stomach. If you try to feed her carrots once, you run out of all the carrots. Then once you catch a cold, you'd better pray for me to make you sick. ”

The mottled blob rubs against you. The floor smiles bitterly. I can't remember. I just remembered that there was an incident, and everything else is black. I'm sure there was something between me and her that was affectionate, hateful sometimes, and sometimes more precious than life that I can't remember. He must have been a child, I just assumed this too. Maybe there was no child between her and me. He might have lived a life of impurity using a cute dog or a sweet cat as a child.

But the little voice that made me think of the moment, the gratitude of life, and the reason to live my life resembled me very much. Only events and phenomena remain, in the rubble of meaningless memories like burnt ashes, no, the child's traces remain unambiguous. Was it a girl or a boy? Or maybe it was twins.

I tried not to forget. I believed I couldn't forget. He was confident that he would be able to see his child's bright smile in any part of the world, even if he faced death once again, engraved on his soul with immortality. However, the blackened memory also erased the child's appearance. I was guarding in front of the delivery room when I was anxious, as if it were a scene from a movie. And then what about his face? What was her favorite outfit? Where's the food?

What's your name?

“Raising a baby requires a ridiculous sense of responsibility. ”

Mia, the spotted man cried. The floor looks down at its hand. He was shaking like the man who gave his life to alcohol. That vibration must have messed with the cat's plant. I held my hand tight and breathed small.

“... I heard from my mother a long time ago. I think I'm rotten to the core. Don't go where you're told not to go, and it's very eclectic. He's so weak, he's sick. Well, I guess I did. ”

He looked at the two men staring straight at him.

“That's why I don't know. Raising a kid like this. Besides, they can't even talk. It means I have to care more than I can say, and I'm not sure I can handle it yet. ”

The blob extends the front leg and extends the body. The floor looked into the cat's eyes. A speech bubble rises above the cat's head as he concentrates his nerves. Meow, meow, meow. It's full of unrecognizable crying. The speckled speckles come down to the ground. He licks his forefoot with his tongue and looks at him, saying, "Well done." I feel proud that I have fulfilled my mission as a chair. Let's postpone the dignity of the human race or the dominance of the species for a moment, and now let's be commended by the speckled. The floor smiles, looking at the cat that was screaming at the back of its foot as if it was marking an area.

“Rookie, what do I do? ”

“Why?”

“I really like this guy. ”

I hear the root person laughing. The floor throws its gaze at Jincheol.

“Do you know what the best way to find out inside a person is? ”

I don't know about the floor, "he replied. Jincheol points at the cats and says,

“You can watch them treat animals. For people who like cats, there's no such thing as bad guys. It's been proven by a lot of theories. ”

Every time I get a break, I get a joke. Jincheol spoke up for a moment. I feel a little blue because I don't smile.

“A lot of people want a dog or a cat. Especially at your age, if you asked kids if they wanted a dog or a cat, they'd say," Yes, a bag. "Animals are cute. They're adorable. They're often portrayed as just me on TV. ”

Jincheol taps the table with his fingers, and a few cats approach.

“But if you let them raise you, the placenta will give up. The reason is simple, because animals are accessories. I love it when I see it in paintings and videos. You say that like you'd do anything to raise her. But when it comes to raising things, you start to see things that aren't there. Bark, bite, scratch. Are you a little hairy? If you teach people to hide their stools wrong, it's no trouble at all. We feed them, we play them, we take them to the hospital if they get sick. That's when you'll know. Oh, this is annoying. Then bam.”

Jincheol waxes and screams and the cats run away.

“Throw it away. Of course you'll regret it. He'll be sorry, too. I don't think people are that bad. I don't think they're just gonna laugh and throw it away. ”

After a while, Jincheol was unable to speak while being bitten by the returning cats. The floor looked at him with a joyful smile and thought he was also a weirdo. After seeking forgiveness from the cats, Jin, who was finally forgiven, opened his mouth.

“I like you in that way. Kids who approach them with more caution than those who embrace them and then throw them away, usually love their pets to the end. You feel responsible and take care of yourself because you know the difficulties and you started it. In that regard... ”

Jincheol holds his little cat in his arms and pushes it forward.

“You have to have a cat. If you don't become a cat catcher now, your boss will come and give you a puppy one day. You can't take away such a good talent. Here, take it. Starting today, his name is Hangul 2. ”

Mia, the kitten cries pitifully. Clearly you don't like the name. The floor was not to be shaken.

“Don't tell me you want a dog... ”

“We don't allow household animals. ”

“Oh, really? ”

“Yes.”

“That's too bad. But if you do, come find me. I'll turn you into a cat person. ”

If he hadn't been a filmmaker, maybe he would have been a depictor, not a human right. Looking at the kitten, I thought of the only puppy in the store, smiling on the floor.

“But Bulldog likes it. ”

“Bulldog? Why? ”

“I saw a picture hanging on the way up the stairs. A woman holding three bulldogs. ”

“Oh, that picture. That's not for the dog. I hung it up there because of my stupid bright smile. ”

The laughter disappears from Jincheol's mouth. The cats hold their heads.

“He was a friend who really liked dogs. I preached the dog's love tiredly to people around me. It was pompous.”

“You look just like the director. ”

Jin smiles slightly. Then, the cats who blurted their heads became calm.

“Your boss was one of them. ”

“Yes?”

“A person who has been moved on to civic activities. Maybe Jules is still raising them. That ugly bulldog in the picture. It's a similar name. ”

Jincheol said that with a vague look on his face, whether he was happy or sad.

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Wow.

I saw the end of my fatigue today.

Best in May.

My head is bruised... bruised... bruised...

I've been doing New Year's Eve typos all over my head.

Luckily, it comes to life at night.

Night is good for owls, too.

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Referrals, always appreciated.

Coupon, thank you. Thanks to you, there are all kinds of taxes.

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