Chapter 43:

Chapter 43:

Chapter 43

Cancer?

Everyone was in a state of temporary panic at the news that came out of the blue.

Ri-hyuk, who had been persistently questioning, had a blank expression.

His face, which was already pale, looked like a sheet of paper.

Ji-ho was coughing incessantly, as if he had heard something.

Jung-hyun smiled awkwardly and said.

I told you. Its better not to know.

Do they have surgery if you have cancer?

They did a while ago. But the situation is a bit vague now.

What do you mean vague?

Jung-hyun scratched his head at Ri-hyuks question.

Ill stop here. Its better to talk to Kim Bi-ju for the details. Its a difficult issue for me to talk about

Jung-hyun put his bulky old smartphone on the table.

He pressed the shortcut number 7 and Bi-jus number appeared.

We all swallowed our saliva.

A gentle voice rang from the speakerphone.

-Hey, whats up? Couldnt find the drink?

No, its just you know.

-You didnt accidentally break something on your way, did you?

Do I always break things?

-Thank goodness. I thought I had to pay for it again like last time.

A clear laughter was heard.

Jung-hyun looked at his smartphone as if it were a time bomb.

Hey, I have something to tell you.

-What is it?

I ran into Woojoo hyung, Ri-hyuk, and Ji-ho at the cafe.

-Huh? Why are they all at the hospital? Did Ji-ho get hurt? Or Ri-hyuk? It cant be Woojoo hyung.

What does it mean that it cant be me?

Ji-ho twisted his ankle a little.

-What?!

His voice rose for the first time.

Soon, a noisy sound was heard from the other side of the phone.

Jung-hyun quickly fixed it.

You dont have to worry. He said hell be fine if he rests for a day or two.

-Still. Is he okay?

Well, he looks okay. But they asked why we were at the hospital. They said they saw us earlier. So I wondered if I could tell them

There was a long silence from the other side.

Jung-hyuns Adams apple went up and down repeatedly.

-Jung-hyun.

Yeah?

-You told them.

Yeah? No.

-

I could only hear his voice, but I felt like I could see Bi-jus ghost in front of me.

He looked at Jung-hyun with a look that said to answer him straight, with his arms crossed.

His Adams apple went up and down a few times.

Jung-hyun parted his lips.

Im sorry.

-I knew it. You sounded weird from the start. So youre talking about this on speakerphone?

Yeah.

-

I intervened.

Bi-ju, hi.

-Yes, hellooo

He said with a sigh that sounded like a long breath.

-Jung-hyun, can you turn off the speakerphone for a moment?

Why?

-I have something I want to talk to you privately. Turn off the speakerphone and switch to normal call.

Hey, I

-Right now.

Jung-hyun turned off the speakerphone as if he were pressing a switch to hell. He brought the phone to his ear. The volume was low, so I couldnt hear well, but a whispering voice continued without a break.

It didnt seem like a good thing.

He wasnt even exercising, but sweat was forming on Jung-hyuns wrists.

Yeah, okay. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah. No, what I was trying to say Yeah, right. Yeah Thats, yeah.

It's like the husband was nagged by his wife for a long time before Jung-hyun finally ended the call.

Phew, I survived.

Jung-hyun wiped his face.

What did he say?

He said hell let it go this time, since the situation is what it is. He said hell talk to you and the kids separately, and asked me to pick him up.

Pick him up?

He said he got lost.

At that, the three of us opened our mouths in unison.

Again?

***

It took us 30 minutes to find Bi-ju.

He was far away from the hospital. We wondered how she got here.

As soon as we joined the younger ones in the lounge, Bi-ju ran to Ji-ho.

Ji-ho, you said you hurt your foot. Are you okay?

Huh? Oh yeah, Im fine. Dont worry about me.

Normally, the youngest would have whined, but he waved his hand. He couldnt even look at Bi-ju.

He was limping.

I suddenly remembered the funeral of my mom and dad when I was seven.

The kindergarten friends who came to the hall were just like that.

They didnt know what to say, and they suddenly burst into tears.

But he wouldnt cry.

Didnt you say Ji-ho hurt his leg?

Jung-hyun whispered in my ear.

Oh.

He withdrew his hand.

He rubbed his palm on his belly as if he was wiping off sweat. But that was it.

We burst out laughing, and only Ji-ho looked bewildered at Bi-ju.

What did you say about me, Bi-ju hyung?

I didnt say anything.

A little bit?

Bi-ju said cautiously and then laughed as if he found it funny.

Then he spoke to his brother.

Minjun, you should shake hands with Ji-ho hyung too.

Okay.

Minjun reached out his hand and said.

Stop being picky about food and be nice to our hyung.

While Ji-ho blinked his eyes like a dumbfounded fish, everyone in the room laughed.

***

How can he have such long eyelashes and such a pretty face? Come on, eat.

Thank you.

I took the fork that Bi-jus mother handed me. I ate six pieces of apple, smiling and responding.

Our Bi-yeon came back from the end-of-year evaluation and praised you so much. He said his new friend is amazing, even though hes younger. I and Lee were also amazed when we saw the video you filmed.

Thank you.

Bi-ju always praises you when he comes home or calls. He says today Woojoo did this, and thanks to Lee everything is going well

Mom. Ah, please. Ah.

Bi-ju cut her off and fed her an apple.

What did you say when you first appeared on the show?

Mom, have another one here.

Hes just like Bi-yeon, always interrupting me.

Mom, please

A smile lingered on my lips.

It was fun to see Bi-ju, who always acted like a mother to us, act like this.

Anyway.

Bi-jus mother took my hand and said.

Please take good care of our child. I trust you, Woojoo.

Yes, Ill do my best.

He looks so kind, but hes very stubborn. Hes just like his father

Honey, have an apple.

This time, his father fed her an apple.

The mother, who chattered like a girl, was cute, and the father and son who desperately tried to stop her were cute too.

They were different from the patients family I had imagined.

But that didnt mean Minjun looked healthy. His face was bright, but his complexion was not.

Should I say he was pale?

I think I now know what <Shower> meant by purple lips.

The mother told me.

His fever has gone down a lot now. Yesterday, his fever was boiling and we had to call the doctor at dawn. He was crying and the doctor didnt want to come

Thats how the university hospital is.

I chatted with the mother while looking after Minjun.

We were playing a board game on the bed.

A ten-year-old and three older brothers.

It was something like Blue Marble, but I didnt know what it was. We were all losing.

It seemed like we were letting him win, but Ri-hyuk was the only one who looked annoyed.

He didnt care about the others, but he seemed to be doing his best.

I could tell by the way he looked at the dice with displeasure.

Ji-ho was much more relaxed than before.

He even laughed sometimes.

And Jung-hyun kept smiling at Minjun. He sometimes patted him, and it was the first time I saw him with such a gentle expression.

Jung-hyun and Minjun are very close.

Bi-ju father answered my remark.

Jung-hyun always followed him whenever Bi-ju came. He also stayed up with us when we were having a hard time. Hes like family.

His father looked at Jung-hyun with the same expression as Jung-hyun looked at Minjun.

Of course, Minjun was the same.

The little boy with the buzz cut laughed happily whenever Jung-hyun made a booger joke or played a prank that elementary school kids would like.

He looked at his brother with sparkling eyes.

Thats also what Jung-hyun bought.

What? Oh.

Bi-ju pointed to the stand by the bed.

There was a Lego model.

It looked like a scene from a hero movie.

That was what Jung-hyun had carefully taken out in the morning.

I felt like the mystery was solved.

But there was still something that bothered me.

Minjuns fight against cancer had started five years ago.

Then why did Bi-ju suddenly act weird lately?

Bi-ju.

I was about to talk to him.

There was a cheer from where the board game was spread.

Minjun had won the game.

He lifted the miniature trophy that looked like a symbol of victory and smiled brightly.

Minjun seems to be in a good mood today.

I looked at the ten-year-old child following Bi-jus gaze.

He had been fighting cancer since he was five.

He was smaller and bald than his peers because of the anti-cancer treatment that suppressed his cells. He couldnt even go to kindergarten, let alone school. He looked like he was enjoying a rare pleasure.

Brother, what did you want to ask?

Nothing.

I shook my head, thinking I shouldnt ruin the mood for now.

The mother called her youngest son with a flushed face.

Minjun, are you happy that your brothers are here?

Yes!

The boy smiled brightly.

I wish today wouldnt end.