Life, Once Again!

I think she forgot something important. As soon as she woke up, she fell into that thought. Apart from the "ears," I felt like I had forgotten an entire important event. However, there were no pointy clues when searching past files. Rather, the more I looked, the more I found out that I had done everything but my ears.

“Jules used to say that. I can tell by the ears. Just as a very brave fortuneteller can tell the future by looking at people's faces, that's what Jules said. ”

It was true what Chief Kang said. I completely forgot about it, but I wonder if people around me are remembering it. I went to see a psychiatrist for a long time and had a consultation with a friend.

“If you think about the mental stress you were under at the time, it's not weird to have a memory impairment. Jung Joo was really important to you. ”

When I heard that, I looked back in time. For many years after her death, she was the most prolific activity of her entire life. Helped me identify and retain potential candidates or find talents on the other side Everything about human Lee Jun-min was made at that time. Relationships with the regime, celebrity footprints. Joon-min searched the journal rather than the business. I realized that there are many ambiguous expressions. Writing like this was not my taste. I carefully examined the sections written as important words. One thing I had in common was that I quickly noticed. When I first expressed the person I met, I said "good" and "bad." I have never evaluated myself this way. He wrote down in as much detail as possible which side of his talents, what his specialities were, his personality, his appearance, and his taste. It's useless to just say "good" and "bad."

At this time, Joon-min sighed, wondering what I was thinking. I had to leave a trace even though my memory was rich and gone. A memory like pulling out a weed.

Joon-min looked at a picture of Hae. She was the only woman I ever loved, and I never will be. I was sure someone could say it was all mine, but I felt strangely far away. It was just a vague feeling that the lost memory might be related to the haze. Joon-min, who was looking for a long time, covered the photo. I got up from my seat and made the bed and washed it. After I changed my clothes, I said hello to the dogs and left the house.

I let go of the ‘lost memory’ that was in my head with a sigh. There were too many brothers and sisters on their shoulders to live in the past. I think of it as the help of time and look forward to it. Maybe people are like this.

“Yes, sir. ”

It was a phone call right after I grabbed the wheel. YM greeted him with an excited voice.

- I'd like to invite him, but I don't know if we have time.

* * *

“Well done.”

Leaning back from the set, you greet everyone with eyes and come out. My lips were tightened and twitchy. I touched the tip of my lips with my thumb. As time went on, it became harder to smile. Just a moment ago, I was unconscious and reflexive, but I laughed.

“Lean, let's go straight home. ”

“Go home first. ”

I put the manager back and got in the car. I put the music on my phone and threw it in the passenger seat. After hearing about two songs, I started the car. You turn the steering wheel on an unblocked road. The stuffiness that tightened my chest from the beginning of the year did not go away. If he could have been thrown up, he would have inhaled a bottle of tequila. But it wasn't a drinking problem. This stuffiness would have remained like a lump until the plague was removed.

I drove around the road park and hit the brakes. There was a Q series mobile phone ad on the billboard next to the bus passing by. It was a simple advertisement with just a picture of the phone and the product name, but I could see the floor smiling brightly. The molars scream. The tilt quickly dissipates from the chin. I've also heard that dentists need to take care of it. What the hell does this look like? I pressed the car horn button nervously. A couple who were sitting on a park bench looked up and left. I feel pathetic and take my hand off the button. A silly smile poured out.

“Fuck you. ”

Grandfather's orders were still exercising power. Those who enjoyed ‘playing’ together lost contact at some point. I only came back to tell you that I can't call you back because it's hard to talk to you. Grandfather said that he wanted to go out with people, but he started to intervene in reality without finishing his words. Grandfather's words were not just a vain resonance scattered in the atmosphere, but it was like a law that ended all kinds of reviews and became effective. It was only those who stood out in each area or were recognized above. What was important was that they weren't fun. I don't know if I was pretending to be good or feeling good in my bones, but I was not interested in playing.

Recently, it's been hard for the punks who were partying together to meet. The quietly buried redness case became a hot issue in the industry, and everyone was encouraged. Of course, Grandpa's breath worked.

It was a free isolation. I felt left alone on a vast island full of all kinds of activities. Toys were a day or two, and the unresponsive inanimate ones were no fun to play with. To silence this futility, boredom, and secret anger, I had to get rid of him. Or take the woman next to him to the island.

- Are you on your way back?

“Kim's assistant can't figure it out. ”

- Knowing is part of my job.

“Take care of yourself. Where I am. ”

- You don't have to say that. Nothing I can't find, but I want to build trust with you.

“Trust? You? You put me in this prison position? ”

- Free to play actors, enjoy leisure and travel. Where do you think you're going? That kind of incarceration makes me want to enjoy it.

“I'm not in the mood for puns. ”

- Then tell me where you are and when you're coming in.

“You bastard……. ”

There's a sharp hiss. Then I heard the sound of my tongue kicking, as if it wasn't. I felt my back stiffening.

- It's snowing.

“Yes, Grandpa. ”

- I never raised you as a receptionist. How much longer are you gonna let me down?

“No, Grandpa. I didn't mean to. ”

- Kim's assistant was your friend? Or are you trying to challenge my authority? I should have told you. Listen to Secretary Kim.

“I was wrong.”

I heard the sound of a tongue kick in succession.

- I don't know how this happened. Even though he's impulsive, he's not the one who can't stand my sexuality. Should I have rolled the poop? I left the company as much as I wanted, but it seems to be turning into a shell. I don't think I'm doing anything right by myself. When I was a kid, I was cute because I was flashy.

“Sorry, Grandpa. Let me get this straight.”

The silence continues. The tilt grips the handle. There is nothing more you can do on your own than what others say. ’It made my heart soft. I felt dishonest about my image. I couldn't argue with that. The opponent was a grandfather. Heaven and God.

- All right, just come on in. We have visitors.

“Yes, I'll be right there. ”

I returned the car to my grandfather's house. The red light ignores the signal and speeds up. I didn't want to hear anymore that I was disappointed. Arriving quickly was the right thing to do now.

Leaning forward, you hand over the key to the butler standing in front of the garage. Before entering the house, I checked to see if there were any loose spots, refined them, and then went inside.

On the second floor, I heard Grandpa's laugh. He didn't smile like that after hearing that he had struck a multi-billion dollar deal. Who the hell came to see me? I stepped on the stairs nervous. The more I went up the stairs, the clearer my voice became. As soon as I got up, I noticed my grandfather smiling, mixing his hands together. Eyes shifted to the left. I saw a man sitting twisting towards my grandfather.

The heat flowed down on my back. Your bladder tightens. I could tell who it was just by looking behind me. My grandfather smiled at me. Say hello when you get here. The leaning steps barely drop, and you stand next to him. The man who was chatting with his grandfather raised his head tightly.

“Hello?”

“Why are you here? ”

“The Chairman invited me. ”

“I see.”

I couldn't say anything until my grandfather was mentioned. All I could do was shut up and sit in a chair. Immediately after sitting down, Grandpa said.

“Why didn't you know there was a good friend like this around tough guys? ”

Good friend, I thought my ears would bleed. I wish I could be deaf. The bars tremble with the hands down from the table. He stares at you for a moment, but doesn't say much. He lowered his gaze and examined the food. I thought my fist would go first if I looked at one right now.

"Come on, let's eat first. Don't let the food get cold."

Grandpa said.

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It's raining!

Vee!