49. Play with fire
Play with fire.
Love rises with the wind: with your twilight and four seasons
I was just about to get close to my sister-in-law, but I couldn’t stop licking my lips.
Boo!
I have to admit, every point of the little dog brother grows on my happy spot.
One.
The first time I saw Gue-hyun was when Nat personally brought his hand into my house.
My parents were divorced, and my mom flew up to the Atlantic with her split property, and she didn’t contact me.
I don’t like to take my place because I think he’ll take my place.
I don’t like his mother more.
Ever since I heard her show off with her friends how to hook up with Hak, how to get from a hotel attendant to a rich housekeeper, I’ve had a lot of hate.
“Take care. I’m sorry.
From that day on, he became my brother.
I’m not the only one in summer’s eyes. He’s so competitive, he’s the first grader, unlike me. He’s smart and disciplined, and he’s happy.
“Shakali, why don’t you learn from your brother? I’m sorry.
And I know that I do not like him, so I seldom walk in front of me, and although I did not bully him in private, he never accused me of it.
I know. He’s from this age. Where’d he get the courage to call me Cricket?
So I purposely set up a crime by smashing old summer’s antiques and thinking that there would never be resistance in my face. He apologized aloud to the adults, saying he was careless.
So after school, I deliberately took his umbrella and his cell phone and left him alone in the rain, and he would come out and say, “He’s not well, it’s none of my business” when he tried to teach me a lesson at night.
Even when he first arrived, I hid and watched my friend teach him a lesson in the alley.
When he came to him deliberately to ask him to come home, his injured face was filled with joy, and his pale eyes were filled with joy, and he extended his hand to me, saying, “Is my sister waiting for me to come home?” I’m sorry.
I looked at him in cold blood, and I had to say I was as good as my mother.
Like now, he’s sitting on his neck, wearing a school uniform, with books on the table, one eyelid, high nostrils, looking through my eyes, and a very smooth outline.
I put the draft paper in his face, and I just wrinkled it and threw it in the trash.
“It’s boring. I’m sorry.
I pushed it in front of him and knocked on the table.
My book was taken silently without Yen speaking, and my eyes were very sincere without dust.
It was this summer, when I was lying down on the table watching him do my homework, and the sun passed through his window.
It’s the first time I’ve missed it.
Two.
After he came to our college.
I don’t know why he chose my university, but he made me angry when he showed up.
“If you need anything, call me anytime. I’m sorry.
So I pretended to be a good sister who cared for his brother and told him to take care of himself.
When you look at me with no heart, with good eyes, there’s light, there’s careful testing.
It may be that I accepted him, so when he looked at me, he was incendiary and cautious, and every time I went back to him, I could look at him with tender eyes.
The house was rented to us in two rooms and I thought I’d come back to cook for me every day, but he wouldn’t listen, even though I said I could use a nanny.
“Gay, remember to drink less. I’m sorry.
After I got drunk with my friend, I called Gu Ying to pick me up.
He seemed to be asleep, but after receiving my call, I heard the clothes over there.
The cold wind is particularly cold in my legs, but I’m always waiting for something.
Friends asked if they wanted to take me back.
I smiled at them, and I touched a cigarette out of the bag with skill: “No, I’ve been picked up.” I’m sorry.
It doesn’t look like it’s too long before I fall asleep on the pole, and it smells familiar to me and wraps me in his coat.
“Tomorrow, you’ll have another headache. I’m sorry.
As if he were to hear him groan, he would put his son on me, and he would bring me the coverings and wipe my face.
I opened my eyes and watched him stare at every place on my face.
And I started to laugh at him in my throat, and I felt the temperature of his body, and we were so far away, and I looked at his face, “You smell so good. I’m sorry.
“CaIie…”
Why is he so innocent when he’s been living with his mother since he was a child? So I looked down and pulled him.
Raise your eyes, and touch his eyes too deep.
Oh, for real.
3
Even if he doesn’t want to take advantage.
But I am well aware that, since that date, there has been a substantial change in the relationship between me and I.
When I got up the next day, I went to class, and there was warm porridge in the kitchen, and I pulled the plug without an expression, and I didn’t feel much.
I know more or less than I want to.
I’d like to talk to him later, and I’d always have a bad look for him, but he’d come home with me after class and pick me up on a little electric donkey.
When I’m not in a good mood, I’ll be right behind me.
“Your brother is here to pick you up again? I’m sorry.
The trainee’s superior, who walked out of the company’s door side by side with me, pointed his mouth at the position where he had been, so that he could easily be seen in the crowd with a golden proportion.
I looked at him, not too far away, and I saw what he wanted to say.
My boss beat me on my shoulder, and I got a little bit of a job to tell me.
And draw heed, and approach the young and rich superior, and let him hear it, as he walked in.
“Are you free tonight?”
His eyes were dim.
On the way back, We were hummed in our mouths, and followed me without a word.
I deliberately assumed that I had no idea and took the clothes off the balcony and left for the bath, and when he came out he sat on the couch.
“Who is that man? I’m sorry.
See, I knew it.
I’ve got a glass of water, and I’ve been so careless. I’m sorry.
I looked at him and I was going back to my room.
“Where are you going?”
“They say there’s a union tonight and they ask me out. I’m sorry.
I was laughed at by him like that, and he looked like a monkey. I couldn’t see the color of his face when I put my hands on his knees in the face.
When I passed him without an expression, I felt like he was in his arms the next second.
Don’t leave me. I’m sorry.
The eyes are so pink, it is clear that I am not sure if I am right or wrong to do this, and I am so anxious to cry.
From this moment on, I knew I had won.
4
“You and your cheap brother, for real? I’m sorry.
My best friend asked me when I was silent.
After graduation, I went back to work in the old city and ran back and forth for three days, causing her mother to complain all the time, even though my heart was laughing.
I almost forgot what I meant.
His offer to leave the country to study abroad was rejected, and the future would be a good way to go in a care-based learning situation. So when they were wondering how he behaved, they sat at the table.
“I have something I want to pursue.”
Under the tablecloth, we’re holding hands.
And he touched my hand with a thin cocoon, and my heart appeared as though it were electric.
I don’t know if it’s a good thing I like you too much.
I worked alone in a foreign company, so I rented an apartment next door to the company, and the night when I returned from work, the dark hallway light was still on and a shadow came to hold me.
The familiar breath was transmitted and the tired day was put on rest.
“Why are you here? I’m sorry.
“I miss you. I’m sorry.
And as he held me behind me, he set his head on my shoulder and said, “Do you not want me? I’m sorry.
“But I think you’re going crazy. I’m sorry.
Call me by my name.
He bowed his head: “Shall we get married?” I’m sorry.
Suddenly I didn’t sleep at all.
And I looked up and saw his eyes full of hope, full of me, and thought that I had planned the future more than once, but I only listened as a joke.
“Are you serious? I’m sorry.
When you speak, you speak with sweetness and joy.
As if I was reminded of what I had to say, when I had taken it back, and leaned upon him, more or less so.
“But do you think you can tell the family? I’m sorry.
And I am afraid that my eyes will not recede, and I fear that I will turn my back from his mouth again when I will not be pleased.
Stop it, I know what to do.
When I tried to get rid of the boredom, I heard it in my ear and said, “I love you.”
5
I had to wash all my clothes before I left.
Summer called and told me it was her birthday, so I’ll remember to come back for dinner.
I’m vaguely um-huh.
I haven’t had my birthday for a long time, but I never liked it with them, even though Summer would remember.
My mother would dress me like a princess and my close friends would give me a lot of presents.
At first glance, the person who was flattered on the couch became the woman, and his son stood beside her, communicating with others in a gentle manner, and they were treated like my mother and I.
That’s not their life.
Wakes up in the middle of the night, and the summer wind comes through the window, so I breathed out of my heart, and the red eye came down, and I slept with my own cold blanket.
Except for the first year, when I messed up her birthday party because of rebellion, after Nat slapped me in front of everyone, and then every birthday party she ever had, I would have been very good.
Even if he apologized to me afterwards, he gave me a lot of pocket money.
But what can I do?
Mothers who live far across the ocean seem to have been unable to do anything other than call Summer.
I have seen my step-mother’s hand-in-hand, too. After all, he is my son.
As a child, when everyone’s parents behaved in a kiss, it was hard for me to find them, but I’m not different from other parents.
It was not until his class was dispersed that the summer came in hastyness, and I sat in my place, weeping, and found every reason to deceive me.
So I really hate the fuck.
Old Shatt meant for me to spend the day with them.
I know Summer always wanted me to make peace with my stepmother, but every time I looked at her face, I always thought of what she looked like.
Who knows that she had such a face?
“Kae, you really know a lot. I’m sorry.
I’m packing dumplings, and Hak’s hands are flour, and it looks like a happy family scene, and he likes it.
“I’m 24 out of Summer. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but laugh.
Summer looked at me for a long time and said, “Yes, the daughter has grown up. I’m sorry.
And as he sat not far away, his eyes fell on me from time to time, and We turned to his eyes, and he laughed and turned back in shame.
Dog man, not in bed.
I sit on the couch and I say a few words to Nat from time to time, and it’s good that the sight occasionally stays in the right place and in the fucking place.
And I knew the more eagerly he was to me, the more he was to announce, and those downstairs were congratulating his mother, and I heard the cheers of the people below, and I bit my teeth, and I endured the fire.
Catch. I’m sorry.
There’s a noise behind you, “I found you. I’m sorry.
And his hands stood in my waist, and he was attached to me, and the heat was constantly passing from him, and I turned my head, and struck into the eyes of him, as if he were a spring, and his hair was slightly raised, and his head neared me and kissed me a little.
“What are you doing here? Not like they ate cake together? I’m sorry.
Can’t he know how I feel about them?
I feel so good and funny, and once again, I feel like I’ve had a shadow over the way I was when I was a kid.
“Mom just wished that our family would be together forever, okay? I’m sorry.
He smiled, and I didn’t say anything, and the smile was slow. I’m sorry.
“Boom. I’m sorry.
And We carried it gently, and pushed it to the wall, and made a little noise, and he looked like a dog, and I laughed, and held his chin, and blocked all his words.
Because I hear all of them going upstairs, they talk, they laugh. It seemed as though my eyes were stunned, and my eyes were laughing, and the more he had the hand round his neck.
I heard the sound of breath in the back.
Look! Surprise!
Six.
People are mean.
Don’t you understand?
And I turned my head, and saw their eyes in error, and the hand raised up by Hakkah, and in the end the palm of my hand fell upon the face of Zaiwe.
Obviously, I look at the people standing in my way and my patience is gone.
I pushed them all the way down, and I started my own car flying out.
And when he was gone, he kneeled before him as if I had taken all his strength.
Repression, incomprehensibleness, pain in his eyes.
You won.
After several days, I hid in my own little world and then turned on my cell phone, and I saw a lot of unrecepted calls and text messages, most of which came from Ziwei.
The last one was ten minutes ago.
“I’m at your door. I’m sorry.
When I opened the door, I saw him sitting on the stairs, almost hearing me open the door and looking up at me, wounded.
I don’t know how long it’s been since I shaved, the whole person looks like shit. We looked at him for a while, and I didn’t want him to come in.
“What’s wrong with you?”
Maybe I didn’t think I’d react like this, with my eyes down, pink on the corner, like a wounded rabbit.
The last time I saw him look like this, I was the one who bullied him.
Because he said, “I will not hate my sister because my uncle is good to me, and he loves me more than my own father.” I’m sorry.
Don’t call me Dad because I don’t like his name.
He stood up, he approached me, “You, why? I’m sorry.
The next second I might start crying, and I turn my head and see how sad he is.
It’s weird why there’s such a mood.
And he was silent, and his eyes were locked in my face, and he was troubled, and I said, “Beware, you should know.” I’m sorry.
I just used it.
And when he was silent for a long time, he pulled his head, and he was not far away from me, so that I could see his familiar breath. His back was straight up.
He held my wrist in half, with a plea.
“Don’t leave me. I’m sorry.
I can’t look him in the eye. Why can he pretend that nothing happened after I hurt him and say, in my presence, do not leave me?
I felt that he had me in his arms, with hot drops of water on the back of my neck, and I was stiff.
“I’m fine, but don’t leave me alone, sister. I was wrong, it’s all my fault. I’m sorry.
His true and warm emotions swung towards me, and he kissed me with his eyes closed and wanted my love, and he grabbed my shirt in a humble way, just to go further.
For a moment, I thought I was gonna answer him.
But…
“Take care. I’m sorry.
There is hope in his eyes as if he were waiting for my forgiveness.
I’ve got a sarcasm in my eyes and a smile in my eyes.
“Get out of here. I’m sorry.
7
But I’m still here every day.
When it rained, I told the security guard not to let him in, and I stood in front of a transparent window and watched him stand at the door, and it rained like a rooster.
“You’re really not gonna let him in. I’m sorry.
I was standing behind me with a cup of coffee, and I saw such a gesture, and I was staring at the rain, but I stopped the urge to go down and get him an umbrella.
I pulled the curtain without an expression: “No. I’m sorry.
I haven’t really seen you since that day.
I was so busy at the office that I was left behind until my stepmother found me and let me talk to her.
I think I have nothing to say between us.
“I’m going abroad to study. I’m sorry.
And I shiver with my hand in the cup, unwittingly, for some reason, a little sting in my heart. Fortunately, it soon disappeared, and soon it came to me that I thought it was just an illusion.
Her eyes were sharp in the eyes of the harem, and she looked at me with a flat face, which meant that it was unclear.
“Kali, I know you hate me. I’m sorry.
She said it was easy, as if she had not been involved, having lived for years and in this circle she had experienced a lot of wind.
“My son has always been an expert, and this is the first time I’ve ever seen him so out of control, I have to say, you’ll find a way to use it. I’m sorry.
There was no emotional ups and downs, but there were a few poor words.
My heart’s a little underground.
“So what do you want me to do? I don’t like it: “This is what you want, and your son wants to hook up with me. That’s right. I’m sick of you. I’m sorry.
I’m so angry, I just want her to feel pain, but she sits there and teaches me, and in her eyes, I’m like a child who doesn’t understand, and what she does doesn’t itch.
I didn’t want to talk to her more, pick up something and run out.
Once again, when I heard the news of him leaving the country, I was alone in the room.
And as a result of the pain, we swung on the side of the bed, and took two painkillers, and in the mirror my pale face.
At this point in time, I thought I’d be better off with red sugar and hot stickers and hugged in my nest.
It was only at this moment that I realized that I was really gone.
Says to introduce me to a man.
“Shakali, look at you. Are you really in love with that man? I’m sorry.
He introduced me to her college classmates, and I promised to eat together, in case of true love.
He’s a good-looking man, and he’s got a nice, good-looking hand.
I don’t feel comfortable looking like a wolf.
I don’t know if I’ve tasted the sun so young, I can’t help but think of another face through this man.
All of a sudden, someone came by the table with a familiar scent.
I was almost unconscious.
The man called me, and I left my voice behind, and I followed him.
# I’ve been #
The last word stopped.
Strange men have been able to break out of my hand and to resume their steps in their mouths.
I was standing in the wrong place, and my brain was like a string broke, and I was screaming, and I shivering and touching my cell phone and calling the guy who was on the blacklist.
“I’m sorry, your number is empty…”
Almost.
I think so.
It’s raining outside.
8
My relationship with my family is not a matter of reconciliation, but summer calls me to come back, and we don’t talk about it, as if it never happened.
Sometimes when I was free, I thought, “What’s going on over there, will I meet a new girl?” Will you come back?
That feeling is being suppressed by my absolute sense of mind, and it can be suddenly revealed in the middle of the night.
See him again when he met him two years later during a routine annual medical examination.
“Open your mouth. I’m sorry.
Under the bright light, I lined up behind and sat there, and the light hit him, and my world seemed to have only him.
The white balconies lined him a few minutes older than in previous years, and the glasses were put on that tall nostrils.
We were looking at each other, and he took it back very quickly. It didn’t change much, just like he didn’t know me.
“How’s your appetite? There’s nothing uncomfortable there. I’m sorry.
He knocked on the computer, and the light reflected on his lens, blindfolded with a white face, a whole business.
I looked at him in the heat, and I saw him in the cold, and I didn’t feel ashamed of him, and I smiled, “Doctor, I’m in pain. I’m sorry.
Put your hand in your heart, and your eyes smile.
I wrinkled my frown, I didn’t say much.
After an hour at the hospital, I waited until I had finished work, and he had an umbrella in his hand and walked straight to the hospital entrance.
I called him.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Anyway, I’m not happy that I’m completely ignored.
“What’s wrong?”
He looked at me with his eyes, and I looked at him for seconds and laughed.
“Take me back. I’m sorry.
It’s ugly to put a hand on a rail. I know he’s sick, and I think I’m sick, and I always think of a face crying too much when it’s quiet.
And We said unto him: Lo! He heard not that thou hadst come back, and verily wastware of me. I’m sorry.
In the absence of a response, it is strange that my lips are so tense that my heart beats and he stops at the door of my neighbourhood.
“Give me your new cell phone.” I’m sorry.
He leaned on the driver’s seat, and his hands were on the wheel, and he was thinking about what, and then the pompous look appeared on his face and his eyes were shining.
“What? Still trying to rekindle with me? I’m sorry.
In fact, that’s not the way he used to say it to me, and he never would have looked at me like that.
“What if I say yes?”
The rain was still pouring out of the car window, and the head was bowing down, and the eyebrow was frowning: “I remember everything. I’m sorry.
Oh, yeah?
The locks are open and I’ll go down.
And when he said that, he looked down on me, and looked down on me, and I knew he thought I was doing it again.
And We looked at him, and We stretched out and pulled his tie, and bit him, and let him go.
I run towards the rain, and have little fear of those who are behind me, and I am afraid, and a loathsome look.
9
In a few days, I was in line to go to his office.
“Miss Nat, please don’t waste your medical resources. I’m sorry.
I’m a little impatient, I’ve got a good eyebrow.
“Doctor, I’m dead, why waste my resources, or you won’t show it because I’m your ex? I’m sorry.
Maybe I haven’t seen the way I’ve been beating my ass, and I’ve thought it’s new. I’m sorry.
I coughed a little bit, but I did something. “That’s the two days of headaches, insomnia, that’s what I’ve been thinking.”
“Shakali! I’m sorry.
Gu Ying called me.
I can’t even perform.
I don’t know what touched the mined area, but it looks like it’s even more scary when you don’t talk.
“Let’s go to the pharmacy. I’m sorry.
When a piece of paper floats in front of me, and I hold it in my hand, how can I think that one day I will be treated like this?
Maybe he’s waiting for something, but I can’t say it, or subconsciously, I’m right.
“You know what I am, right? I’m sorry.
I stood up and left, and heard the phone ring when I left, and when he answered the phone, he unwittingly revealed his tenderness.
He listened carefully outside the door.
Suddenly remembering that one year in the middle of the night when I suddenly started a high fever, he took me back to the hospital next door, patiently looked after me, and he used the same tone when he talked to me.
I don’t know who he’s calling, I’m not moving, I’m throwing a prescription in the dumpster next to it.
I pursued Zhong Ying with enthusiasm, running to the hospital as soon as he left work and blocking him on his way to and from work. At the beginning of the day, he waited a long time and turned a blind eye to my actions.
I called his office and got his watch.
“Shakali, I don’t understand you. I’m sorry.
And with a face of indignity, where there was no old youth after maturity, and with familiar hatred in his eyes, it was as if a stone had shaken my heart.
“What if I say I really like you? I’m sorry.
It was clear that the other one was stunned, but soon he was full of sarcasm, and he smiled at me, and his eyes were raised: “I am of no use to you now. I’m sorry.
I know he’s still obsessed with what happened.
My attitude towards me is no longer pretentious, and I watched him put my soup in the garbage cans of the hospital, and asked the nurse not to reveal his news to me, even in front of me and in the presence of others.
That’s a good turn.
I finally felt like I was hanging from a tree for years, and why did I turn back? It was clear that I was being revenged and tricked.
But what if you’re willing?
10
I knew I had a major operation today, so I came to him early. I parked the car at the door, and I rolled out the window, and he was exhausted, and I said to him, “Get in, I’ll take you back.” I’m sorry.
He didn’t want to, but I know his car was recently sent to the car inspection and he couldn’t call in the middle of the night.
I kept talking to him about what happened to me recently.
When I was waiting to be sent down to his dormitory, I put my hand softly on his back and said, “Will you invite me up for a cup of tea?” I’m sorry.
Looking at me, for some reason, I sensed that his emotions were a little chilly and were getting deeper in the dark light.
His voice sounded: “The rain that ended up seeing you, Hak-e-eun, extinguished all my enthusiasm for you.” I’m sorry.
When I’m gone, the scene resurfaces in front of me, I bite my teeth, my eyes are a little warm, and I’ve been afraid to think about it for a long time.
I turned around and said I was sorry to him.
“I’m sorry? Not enough. I’m sorry.
He said, “I don’t know what to say.”
I woke up, and I looked back at him, and I looked at him as though he had calmed down, and I felt for the first time that I had no future. I’m sorry.
So, one report and one report.
Summer always rained, I sent word to Gu, but the other side never answered.
The cold rain soon drenched me, and I stood under their dormitories and watched his room light turn dark and I could never see him.
I’m cold as my teeth are shaking, and this moment I finally understand why I’ve given up.
I would have liked to have done so today if I could have done so.
Because, in the drunkenness of a man, I speak to a man of my imagination, of all my feelings and apologies, of my constant resentment, of my own tears, of my own desire to go to the past, of my tears, and of my heart, of my tears, of my heart, of my heart, of my heart, of my heart, of my heart, of my heart, of my heart, of my soul, of my soul, of my soul, of my soul, of my soul, of my heart, of my soul, of my soul, of my soul, of my soul, of my soul, of my soul, of my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my heart, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul,
I woke up and left nothing.
“It’s bad for a girl in the rain! I’m sorry.
All of a sudden, a lazy, random voice is ringing on the head, an umbrella is blocking everything, and my eyes are full of a strange, handsome face, wearing a white coat.
It’s one of the residents in this neighborhood, too, isn’t it?
He was curious to look at me, I told him to go away, and men didn’t leave because of what I said. His eyes fell on me, with curiosity and compassion.
“I don’t know why you’re doing this, but it’s the girl who loves herself that matters most. I’m sorry.
He’s standing there and he’s giving me an umbrella, and I’m going to step back and he’s coming.
I looked at that window where the lights were out and suddenly I laughed.
Eleven.
The effect of the rain is a high fever.
I went to the hospital and hung up on an emergency, but I didn’t know it was the man who had three words on his chest: Song Woo-sung.
And his eyes were filled with joy: “Look, you will be sick and you will not believe.” I’m sorry.
I looked at him and said nothing.
She hung up at the hospital for one night, had to hang up salt water for a few days, and Sam Song came by occasionally and brought me some congee.
When I left, I was given some medication, and I was instructed not to drink or smoke.
“We’ll be in touch for the last few days. Please send me a message. I’m sorry.
“Kali, this doctor will not be interested in you. I’m sorry.
“No, it’s too loud. I’m sorry.
The man on the phone never sent a message, and I said to his chat box: I had a bad cold.
The chat box hasn’t moved since work.
Maybe it’s the same thing. After a long time, I can’t remember what it felt like to break my heart.
The news of Song Woo-sun came from time to time, mostly about food and sports.
Love and love, shameless. I’m sorry.
I said to Song Woo-sung.
“I just want to be friends with you. I’m sorry.
Song Woo-sung is an interesting person who, if not familiar, can always find something to talk to me about.
He had no awkward appearance, was very hot, and when his eyes fell on people, he was comfortable, and I liked being friends with them.
Until one day I went by the hospital door and went straight to Song Woo Sam.
“I have two tickets to the concert, together?”
Finally, he handed me a ticket. I didn’t look down. It was my favorite singer.
I collected my ticket and said good-bye to Song Woo-sung, and when I turned away, I happened to see him, and it was days before I saw him.
Seeing me, I thought I had been unconscious for a few seconds, and the sights turned around between me and Song Woo-sung and returned to their original condition.
I looked at him and laughed at him.
But he didn’t mean to say hello to me. A noble face is still so cold.
I didn’t even say hello to my sister.
When I saw him talking back to me and Sam, I said, “Dr. Song, see you on the weekend.” I’m sorry.
I meant to.
I pushed all the dates on the weekend, and Song Woo-sung took me to a hot shop recently and took me to eat a lot of food.
I’m all paralyzed and I don’t want to move.
“I can’t eat anymore. I’m sorry.
He rubbed his mouth, dressed like he was in a casual routine, and looked good.
He smiled at me a little, and he smiled at me, and said, “Did you come with Gu to confess? I’m sorry.
He’s staring at me, and his eyes are full of looking light. I’m getting through it, and I’m looking at him a little bit, “What is wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
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“There’s no need to be so nervous. He laughed at me, and I was serious, and he didn’t feel guilty.
Compared to his calmness, I do seem a little bit distracted, and I hate this feeling of tension.
He said, “When you left, he asked me a few questions and I felt that there was no right atmosphere between you two.” I’m sorry.
“To be honest, it rained that day and you waited for him. I’m sorry.
When Song Woo-sung spoke with certainty and his tone slowed down, I felt sorry for him, as if he had met me for the first time. His eyes were like, “Why are you still hanging around?”
I know what he wants to know, and it’s no secret, and I don’t mind telling Song Woo-sung about me and Qui-sheng.
After listening, Song Woo-sung was silent for half a day.
And half of him said, “Nagari, it is all right.” I’m sorry.
I’m a little confused.
Then Song Woo-sung took me to the concert, and I never knew there would be someone like this in the light of the doctor. The pink fluorescent rod lit the whole scene.
Like his passion, I cried with him madly, and the joy passed through the crowd, and I forgot all the troubles that instant.
After that, Song Woo-sung pulled me to take a picture and the PO in the circle of friends.
I haven’t been that happy in a long time.
Song Woo-sung sent me to the front of the district, and I expressed my gratitude to him for waving his hand and for the joy of today.
His eyes were filled with something called kindness: “We’re friends, Hakjie.” I’m sorry.
There’s nothing special about the days that followed, and the company’s been busy lately, and I’ve got a boyfriend, and my dinner friend becomes Dr. Song.
I just didn’t think I’d show up at my door.
And he leaned at my door, and heard the footsteps of his feet, and looked up at me in the direction, and a light fell on his face, and the colour of his face fell down. “This was not the case when you looked at Song Woo-san. I’m sorry.
I’m standing in front of him. Jealous?
I blinked and naturally asked the question, but smiled and didn’t care.
“My mom asked me to send you these. I’m sorry.
Following his voice, I saw some agricultural products on the ground, which her mother’s family probably planted for her.
I just didn’t think I’d send it.
I’m nodding my head and I don’t want to ask for it. And I’m proud of myself, and I don’t have to forgive me. There’s something that doesn’t look good.
I went around him, and he grabbed his arm, and he took a little bit of strength, and his face was incomprehensible, and he looked at me with a high-pitched gesture, trying to capture the message on my face.
“Don’t you have anything to tell me? I’m sorry.
He gnawed his teeth, and I thought maybe he was still obsessed with what happened.
It’s normal to be teased like a cat or a dog. My head turned around and my face wasn’t as light as before.
I apologize to you for what I did before. I’m sorry.
We were looking with him in the open and telling him, frankly, my apology. I did not ask for anything. I suddenly wanted to return to a day of peace, if I were to say that I wanted to be delusional.
The door had been opened and the light had been turned on, and I broke out of him and grabbed my wrist.
It’s not the same as before. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen something in my eyes.
So he stood there and looked at me, and said, “So wish you well.” I’m sorry.
I closed the door.
13
He specifically called me on his birthday.
It was unexpected to see Güney, whose eyes fell upon me unbridled, which left me somewhat incomprehensible and, ultimately, embarrassing.
My boss is too young to have a boyfriend.
“Don’t rush, 27 promised to find you a son-in-law.” I’m sorry.
Six months.
When I said that, it was a moment of silence, Hak whispered to me, “Is it the son of Song?” I’m sorry.
Then I found out that Song Woo-sung’s father and Hak were friends.
The letter apologized to Song Woo-sung, and I’m sorry to charge him.
“OK, I’ll take you to eat. I’m sorry.
“What are you so happy about?”
With a low voice on my head, I collected my cell phone, I sat directly at him, he sat next to me, and I almost opened up our space.
Why? Your face will look like you’re hurt?
And when he looked at me for a few seconds in error, he laughed a bit, without knowing what he was thinking, and the house continued to have guests, and his face was magnified.
Crazy!
The voice of Quisheng came, and I looked at him with my eyes wide open, and it was a good thing that he came back quickly, and his eyes were damp: “You have no heart, Hajae.” I’m sorry.
I wouldn’t have done that if I had.
“Do you know where I first saw you?” I’m sorry.
Where? Where else? I’ll never forget the image of Summer with his mother.
My face is a bit stiff, and I shake my head and say, “I remember wrong.”
“I’m a single-parent family, primary school follows my mother to the city, everyone despises me, my mother puts me in a noble school, and she never knows how a child without money or power can be bullied. I’m sorry.
He looked down and fell into old memories, he wrinkled and looked a bit painful, and he looked at me and smiled at me.
“It’s you. I was blackmailed at the corner of the stairs. You stepped up and ran away. I’m sorry.
He said that he had surrendered when he first saw me at the house.
I can’t remember a thing like this, but I don’t know what I’m talking about, so that’s why he put up with me for so many years, and I let him get away with it?
It’s funny that I can feel his grief and feel his feelings clearly when I come to hold me.
But I’m confused, and he looks like he’s weak.
And when he was going to say something, We said: “Your mother is still out there.” I’m sorry.
I paused for a few seconds, and I put on a smile, “Or do you want to treat me with my hand on you?” I’m sorry.
Sit there in silence and look at me.
14
My meeting with Song Woo-sung began to take place because of Ha’s reasons, and our two bureaus sat around and watched their parents chat and we took pictures together in an effort to block their chatter.
I don’t know what Summer said back to them, but I felt the truth from her words when she sent me a message to bless me.
Forget it.
Recently there was a project that needed to be negotiated abroad, and I needed to travel abroad, and I called Nat to tell him where he was going, and he was very happy across the street.
“Why can you cut apples and hurt your finger? I’m sorry.
I heard her screaming over there.
I didn’t know until I asked.
I brought this up at dinner with Sam Song, and he looked at me like that, and we looked at each other, and I didn’t understand what he saw.
He jumped and tried, and I said, “Song Woo-chen, you know. I’m sorry.
I cut all of our possibilities.
The day I packed my bag, my cell phone was ringing over and over and over again in my room, and I kept beating in three words.
Just now, I heard strange sounds across the street.
So he was drunk alone, and I didn’t want to go, but he said, “Miss, your name is what he keeps saying. We don’t have much at the bar, like a lot of people. I’m sorry.
I went to lie on the sofa, with a slightly lost eye on the ceiling, surrounded by people who were trying.
I went over there and pulled him up. “I’ll take you home. I’m sorry.
And a heavy body fell upon me, and his ears were filled with the sound of wine, and he held me tightly.
And when he pulled me down, he looked me in the eye, and he held me in his arms, and went mad, as he had to make up for all those years of debt.
You’re drunk! I’m sorry.
I opened his head and he was just drunk, maybe not really trying to get close to me.
“Don’t go. “And he rounded my waist, and put his head in my arms, and he cried my name like a puppy.
Look at the way he’s been beating, I screamed his name and looked up at me.
He got up and kissed me, and he said, “Sister…”
That voice took me back a few years ago.
He put his head down and flattered me.
I like him. It’s a fake not to move.
He’s got a clear eye and he’s pulling my hand closer to us. “Don’t leave me. I don’t like girls like Song Woo-sung, but I’ll try, okay? I’m sorry.
He was dumb, he was in a bar, he looked at me in peace, and I didn’t hear the truth.
Somehow, I have an unnamed feeling from the bottom of my heart, a little bit of it, and it spreads all over me.
I closed my eyes and thought it was just his disguise.
And he turned his lips over his head with red eyes, and took more of my strength, and turned on his face with regret.
“Shakali, I was wrong, but I hurt… I really hurt. I’m sorry.
He wept, and began to weep without the occasion. He held me in his arms and leaned his head on my shoulder, and his body was constantly sobbing, and I should not have come.
And he said to me with his cry, “I also thought that this was how we ended, but I couldn’t. Every late night abroad, I always thought of you in my dream, and your good and your hard work were interwoven with my nerves. I’m sorry.
He said how much he liked me: “I didn’t want you to rain that day, and the joy of seeing you at first just disappeared in a second. I thought, I should be happy after revenge, but why should I still be so hurt?” I’m sorry.
I’m afraid I don’t believe it, and he’s very sincere, and he’s so upset and he’s like, “I’m going down to you, but Song Woo-sung is going to take me one step…”
Then he said, “He saw me and Song Woo-Sun getting closer, and he saw me and his life in the circle of his friends, and he was about to die of jealousy in his heart, but he did not stand.”
He cried to the end, with his hands squeezing my wrist, and he kept adding it, and his tone was funny and low: “I just want you to care more about me, even though you come closer and I can surrender. I’m sorry.
“Shakali, you’re the bad guy. I’m sorry.
I’m not saying he’s hurt like he’s holding his forehead.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been so mean to you. I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t go down the stairs. I’m sorry.
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have let you rain. I’m sorry.
15
I took him back to my apartment.
Cover him with the covers, and I sat at the side of the bed, watching the face of his sleep, and he was not safe in his sleep, and wept intermittently.
I’m a bad guy.
When he woke up the following day, he had not met for the first time in a state of confrontation, and he washed himself in silence and saw me continue to pack the luggage he needed to travel abroad.
And he came down and whispered, “Can you not go?” I’m sorry.
I looked back and looked at him, and he looked forward to staring at me, and his gentle hair was pulled in front of his forehead, and it was harmless.
I watched him for a long time.
I handed over his cell phone: “Your mother called this morning, I answered. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
When I first came abroad, I was a little bit uncomfortable.
I can’t sleep, I can’t sleep, but I wake up in a dream.
Summer asked me if I’d quit my job and left me a lot of money to waste my life.
I hold my handler and I stare at the drowsy sky outside the window, and I don’t know what it feels like.
Every day since I’ve come, I’ve met every young man with black and yellow hair.
On my birthday, I was alone in this city, and there was a lot of snow outside the window. Suddenly, the doorbell rings, and I walk out and look, and I find myself in a familiar shape.
“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
He was so excited, he had snow on his shoulder, he had cake in his hand, he laughed, he shook his hand.
“Happy birthday. I’m sorry.
I’m shivering hard inside.
I asked him to come in and take off his coat from the outside, and he put candles with me and pushed them into my presence.
“Sister, make a wish. I’m sorry.
I had a red eye, and I didn’t want him to see it, and I asked him, “Is this part of revenge?” I’m sorry.
And he shook his head in a panic, and said to me, “Son, I love you so much. I’m sorry.
In fact, when Summer called today, he told me that he had bought a plane ticket to come here from work, and he wanted to catch up with me today and say happy birthday.
He only said, “If you don’t like it or enjoy it, Dad will always be with you.” I’m sorry.
Sitting by my side, watching my emotions with care, talking to me, he came to hold me and gave me peace at this moment.
He kissed my forehead.
It is clear that the initiative is still in my hands: “You can’t leave me alone. My whole body and body are hanging on you, and I have no reaction to anyone else, being a responsible sister.” I’m sorry.
And he accused me of my sins exaggerating as though I was truly the one who was ashamed, and his eyes were dazzled and he waited for me to speak to him for a final trial.
Half an hour.
“Do you mind if I let him pass?” I’m sorry.
I held his hand back and looked at him with tears.
And while he was surprised, his breath was a little slow, then he appeared a smile of his heart, and he made a sound of joy, and he held me in his arms, and he said to me, “Okay.” I’m sorry.
I thought I would never be happy again, but one day I had a man who didn’t fear anything but stand by me and be with me, and I think I was saved.
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His six-man star.
Love rises with the wind: with your twilight and four seasons
For the sake of martial arts
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
