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After a long time, Minho on the roof was waiting for news with his cell phone.

Tiering.

I quickly checked the text from Choi Im-hyuk who was waiting.

[The admissions department can't tell you the patient's personal details unless it's an immediate family member. Is it important?]

Minho swallowed his groan and replied.

[No, thanks]

You can't force your father's friend to commit illegal acts. Minho immediately called his father who had handed him this item.

“Father!"

- What's all the fuss about this morning?

“It's about the Braille watch. ”

- Oh, that? Trained you?

“Not yet. I've only had nightmares for three days. ”

You hear the sound of circulation laughing beyond your phone.

- You'll be fine, I'm sure. That was the food critic that the owner used to be famous for.

"Food commentary? ’

Minho asked, looking at the Braille watch shining on his wrist.

“You know he was blind, right? ”

- That's why it was special. I had an excellent sense of taste.

“Anyway, I think I should go to his house because of the taming problem. Do you have an address? ”

- I heard you live near the elementary school in Jangui-dong. Why do you ask?

“Jeong Cheol-min seems to be regretting what she hasn't done in a while. Is there ever a case like this? It's not a dream, it's a reality to listen to the owner. ”

- It's often from a recently deceased person.

“I see. I see, Father. Then I'll hang up... ”

Minho, who was going to hit the player, had to stop at his father's next words because he had lost his grip first every time.

- Can't you see the past of things?

“Huh? How did you know that? ”

- There's always a way. Anyway, good for you. It will be easier to tame the latest artifacts in the future if you become familiar with the same method today.

“Familiar?”

Sweet.

“Whew.”

Yunhwan just said what he had to say and hung up. It's not a big deal. I feel like I've been hurt. Minho shakes his head and starts the car. I have to finish my morning schedule first and go right away.

* * *

The schedule of the morning in the prison of KG Enters was about photography.

Due to participation in the Games, overseas flights to Paris were also scheduled for the winter photo shoot of 'TRUE FASHION’ in Interlaken, Switzerland.

“I've heard that this T-brand lineup will be knit-oriented. Soft Hairstyle Sample for Makeup……. ”

Yoon Taebaek, the fashion manager, paused as he looked back at Minho, who seemed to have lost his mind elsewhere.

“Minho.”

Min-ho, who was looking at the watch on his wrist, looked up at the call.

“Yes?”

Don't you concentrate? ’To Senior Yoon in the eyes, Min Ho said in a bold voice.

“Aran knit style, right? From what I see, Miranda Song doesn't seem to emphasize just knitted, OK and cosy. In addition to soft hairstyles, why not explore elegance and elegance? ”

Minho smiled as he touched the ring.

He remembered all the contents of the meeting and added the comments with a smile, and Director Yoon became shy. A different presence from that of the meeting three months ago. The ball manager was as single as' Then, let's do Min Ho's ’face.

Lunchtime came after the morning was over.

Minho left the public meeting room from time to time. It's 12: 00. Since the scheduled time was 7 p.m., I had enough time to go to Jeong Cheol-min's house.

Minho climbed into the elevator and told the ball manager.

“There's some Tom before the shoot, so I'll go to the set myself. I have a place to stop. ”

“That's why you brought the car. Okay, then I'll go separate with Kim Cody. ”

In 30 minutes.

Minho stopped near the Jang Yu elementary school and looked around first. It was a place that wandered around in my dreams last night, but I could only see it was full of freshness.

How do I find it? ’

Minho looked at the yellow striped newsblock and came up with a good idea. He parked his car on one side.

“Was it this far?”

Around the corner where you can wave your hands to catch a cab. Minho stood there and closed his eyes. In my dream, I came all the way back from the alleyway where the stone wall was lying.

You follow the senses out to the station and find a dog beyond the wall.

Was it you?

A bulldog with a heart full of faces. The dog boasting the hollow belly jumped out of the yard and roared at Minho.

“Good boy, old boy! Protect the house. ”

The fact that a stranger comes close to barking means he's doing everything he can for his dog. Minho waves his hands to say he's good. I felt like I was never in a hurry to move because I was scared.

Chimeric. Chimeric.

At the end of the alley, there was a little boy who was working hard on his tricycle. Are you, like, five years old? The boy who bent the handle with his loving hand met Minho's eyes.

“Hello.”

It was a dream, but she had a destiny, so she waved her hand to Minho and said, "Who is this kid? ’I cast an unconcerned gaze.

Min-ho smiles bitterly as she looks at the boy turning his head instead of his mouth. You wouldn't understand it if you explained it to me as a popular broadcaster these days.

After the short Feast of Pleiades, Minho stood in front of the door, which appeared to be Jeong Cheol-min's house. An annex next to a multi-family home. In my dream, I definitely came out of there.

Ding-dong.

I pressed the bell and waited, but no one came out.

Anybody home? ’

Since there was no one to live with in my dream, I was more likely to have no one at home. However, Minho had no further clues.

“What do I do? If you're this unfriendly, I can't help you. ”

A boy who was passionate about tricycle riding next to Minho, who was talking to the watch on his wrist, approached with a noise called "Kiririk."

“At least I have to tell you something to go somewhere.... ”

Minho turned his head to the boy's approach. Meaning, "This guy is not crazy," the kid asked him, smiling softly.

“That cane over there is no longer alive. My mother went to heaven. ”

The boy points up. Though it was not intentional, Minho's gaze shifted to the sky. The autumn sky was blue without a speck, and the sunlight in the middle of the day was dazzling.

A very familiar sight for Minho. However, the owner of this watch was a sight I would never have seen in my entire life.

"Huh?"

Minho, who suddenly felt his eyes darkening, stole the eye area with his sleeve.

‘Maybe the light is too bright. I'm all teared up. ’

At that moment, I felt a warm sensation in the watch on my wrist.

- I'm gonna confess when this goes well.

- How can you fall for a girl who can't even see her face?

- I just need to hear your voice. You must have a pretty face because you have a pretty heart. I also prepared a gag of the spleen when I said not to be awkward.

- A joke?

- Pick a tree!

- Pick it up and pick it up.

- Wood Duck.

- Jeong Cheol-min, please! How old are we? Don't do that, please.

- Wood wins…….

- Don't explain. Ugly.

At the moment of the hearing, Minho felt the warm energy spreading from his wrist to his whole body. And the body moved by itself. I put my hand under the door, took out the hidden key, unlocked it, went inside and straight to the front door.

"Jeong Cheol-min?"

In contrast to the situation in which she moved in her dreams as Jeong Cheol-min, Minho was embarrassed, but did not forcibly interfere. Suddenly, I thought this would be the process of getting used to what Yun said.

Huff.

When I pressed the password on the front door and opened the door, the landscape that Minho had to detect with a touch all day long was unfolded.

Kitchen, stand, bed, desk. And the table that caused so much pain to my shin.

It was a humble but smelly household. Most of the household items were in boxes, but the Braille documents on one side of the desk remained the same.

What are you trying to do? ’

Minho went to his desk by himself and began to read the document with his fingertips.

[Dear Mr. Jeonghwa. You may say this all of a sudden, but I've liked you since the day I met Mr. Jeonghwa...]

[You don't know I used to listen to her voice, right? Haha.I heard from my friend that my face isn't that ugly....]

Lovers who thought about it but couldn't get it done.

Minho sat at his desk, looking for writing tools, and began to move the Braille into a typewriter. Braille, who studied with the watermelon surface licking, became familiar with the text and was reminded in his mind.

“Aha, you can deliver this, right? ”

It was a question about the air, but there was no answer. One question was Jung Cheol-min's gag throughout the letter.

I think it's a funny joke, but when I hear it, it makes me think, "Hmm." Like, "What do you call bananas smiling? ’,‘ Banana Kick Kick ’.

It's such a self-esteem joke to even try to eat away at words like this.

“Taking this out... The opposite of" car "is" keryon. "”

I muttered, but I wrote it neatly in the letter.

Minho felt a little anxious at this time. It's good to have the ability of an artifact, but if it resembles the owner's normal senses like an agent's ring....

“Oh, no way. I don't think so.”

A handmade bakery on Jangui-dong's hillside ‘Sweet Truth’.

Owner Kim Jeonghwa sighed as she saw the sunny table by the window was empty.

The man hadn't come yet.

Jeong Cheol-min, who sat there every morning and quietly enjoyed toast and coffee. I knew that I was interested in myself even if I couldn't see it. However, I did not have a deep conversation.

The question was, when was the right time to speak up? I'm in my mid-30s. Maybe I was too careless to think I was too late to start a new kind of love.

Daughter.

The doorbell rings for the visitor's visit. Kim Jong-Hwa turned his head with an anticipated look and was disappointed. The man who came in was a young man in the early 20s.

“Toast and coffee, please. ”

The young man approached the table that Jeong Cheol-min used to sit at and sat carefully.

The toast that was lightly baked in the oven with butter was the signature menu of this bakery with a delicious aroma. Kim Jeonghwa placed a tray of freshly brewed coffee and toast in front of the young man.

“Enjoy. ”

“I……. ”

Turning around, the young man asked her quietly.

“You're Kim Jeonghwa, right? ”

“How do you know me? ”

“I'm familiar with the voice... No, my older brother used to come here often. Do you remember Jeong Chul-min? ”

Kim Jeonghwa's face turned pale. She said, seeing a watch similar to the watch that Jung Cheol-min wore on his left wrist.

“You know, Cheolmin. He's a regular at our shop. He blogged about this bakery. ”

The young man slowly and thoroughly looked at Kim Jeonghwa's face.

“You're as beautiful as I expected, Cheolmin. ”

“Oh my, Cheol-min said that? ”

“Yes, and this. ”

The young man took out a thick-looking envelope from his arms.

“You asked me to give this to you. ”

Kim Jeonghwa held the letter in her hand and felt something was not right. It was a lot to say that it was from someone who had no news or full time. And this feeling of hers turned to confidence because of what the young man had said in succession.

“Cheolmin Lee……. You left for a very long time ago. ”

An accidental traffic accident, followed by heart-wearing words.

Kim Jong-hwa squatted in the back chair. A little more, a little more courage. Then you wouldn't like it so badly.

“They're not afraid to say goodbye. ”

Kim Jong-hwa said, "Yes?” I turned my gaze.

“That's what Cheolmin used to say. I'm not afraid of this star. It's Earth.”

The young man lowered his head and said, “Of course, it doesn't work like this."

Kim Jeonghwa, who was dumbfounded, remembered the same joke Jeong Cheol-min had thrown a year ago when he broke up with a long time ago and was sniffing. She smiled at her mouth without even knowing it.

“Cheol-min must be watching us somewhere. ”

“Thank you, this letter. ”

“No, thank you more for not forgetting my brother. This toast is really good. ”

Daughter.

Minho left the bakery with a calm mind and looked up at the sky. The sun was setting.

“You've never seen a sunset before, right? ”

Min-ho stopped looking at my wrist. The young orange light on the Braille Clock disappeared. I no longer felt the warm energy that caused my body to move by itself.

‘You're gone.'

The test of the item was completed by delivering a letter that he had worked hard to move for 5 hours.

“Thank you very much. ”

Minho bowed his head to Jung Cheol-min, the original owner, and looked at the watch with trembling mind.

What are their abilities?

He said he was a food critic, so he expected his tastes to develop exceptionally.

How do I use it? Is it triggered, not wearable? ’

As I touched the watch, Braille touched the top of the carved face. It was reported through my fingertips that it was around 6 p.m.

What is that smell? ’

Minho turns his head, sniffing his nose.

The aroma of butter on the toast I had just eaten in the bakery, the greasy aroma of croquettes on display, and the rustic and bland flour of baguettes freshly baked in the oven were grassy.

"Phew."

Boggle boggle.

The sound of boiling water in the coffee pot tickling my ears was conveyed neatly, as if it was right next to me. The taste of bean coffee that remained in my mouth was a luxurious taste that felt like it was cold but heavy.

Then Minho realized that all this started with the watch on his wrist.

All five senses become clearer except the eyes. I was amazed at the 3D stereotype where annotations were more realistic than 2D movies in my entire life.

And this awe lasted for three minutes.

“It's worth the trouble. ”

Minho stroked his watch with a satisfied expression. Then I confirmed that the time is 6 o'clock.

“That's right, we don't have time for this. ”

Schedule for drama cameos to appear from evening. The Milky Way and Kissin were scheduled to be shot. The script was already perfected to wear out a week ago.

Minho jumped down to the side of the road where the roof was parked and started the car for a month.

“Let's go!"

I turned on the radio while driving down the road.

[Start the driver training simulator.]

“Bamboo! Speeding at top speed! The galaxy awaits!”

[Driver does not have the skills to outrun police chase, so there is a high risk of being forced to stop. Still running at top speed?]

“Feels good. I'm just saying. Just lead me there quickly enough. ”

[Immediately after drinking…….]

“I didn't eat it! ”