331 Preparation to leave (3)

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I thought I would feel empty with just one kimchi stew, so I went to the market to buy some more ingredients."

A middle-aged woman with bright brown short hair hung her head hurriedly.

The middle-aged woman's appearance was so dazzling that she could exclaim that she was Kim Si-hoon's mother.

Considering Kim Si-hoon's age, he would have been in his 40s at least, but he was young and beautiful enough to be deceived even if he was in his early 30s without exaggerating a single thing.

In the first place, the term "middle-aged" would not have been used if he had not known her.

"No, thanks."

Rain smiled lightly and shook his head.

He's smiling in his mouth, but his eyes are on him.

It was directed at something unidentified on the table.

'That's kimchi stew?'

Why is the kimchi stew black? How the hell did you do this to kimchi stew?

blasphemy work

Kang wanted to turn the table upside down right away, but he couldn't do that in front of Kim Si-hoon's mother. "Well, I'll make you another dish soon, too!"

'Please don't make any more.

Judging from the kimchi stew she made, I thought it would be better not to expect cooking.

"No, thanks. I don't have much appetite."

'Oh... really?' 'Yes, so don't worry about it. More than that..."

Kangwoo looked at Kim Si-hoon with an awkward smile.

They want us to introduce them. Kim Si-hoon approached with an expression of "Oh, no."

"She's my mother."

"I want you to feel emotional." "Mother, this guy..." "Yeah. I know a lot about you, Mr."

Jung-ha smiled brightly and held Kang-woo's hand.

"Thank you for protecting my child."

"No, I just did what I had to do as a brother."

Brother, when you say that, your face looks like you're in the middle of nowhere.

It's hardened.

She gave a guilty look at Kim Si-hoon. 'Shall we eat first?' 'Oh, no. As I said before, I don't have a good appetite."

"Oh, I see. I heard you really like kimchi stew, but I'm sorry to hear that.

It is."

I looked down at the black kimchi stew as if I was disappointed.

She took a moment to moxibustion, and spoke quietly to Kim Si-hoon.

"Si-hoon, can you get out of here for a second? I... I want to talk to Kangwoo about something."

"What?"

Kim Si-hoon looks at her with a perplexed look. "It's nothing. Don't make that face."

'No... still.' 'Mom, please."

Yes, Kim Si-hoon nodded reluctantly.

I turned and went up to the second floor.

The rain stared at his back and used the power of silence to block the sound of the living room.

Considering Kim Si-hoon's hearing, even if he goes up to the second floor, he will be able to hear the conversation in the living room vividly.

I don't know what you're trying to say, but...

Still, as his mother said she wanted to talk to him alone, I thought it was not a good idea to let Kim Si-hoon listen.

"What do you two want to talk about?"

"Ah."

Jeong Seo-ha, who was thinking hard about something, turned around.

'I'll get some coffee first.' 'Oh, thank you.'

Kangwoo, who had a hard time rejecting coffee, nodded softly.

I walked to the emotional kitchen. Clattering, clack.

The smell of fragrant coffee flowed to the living room.

Rain looked around the living room again slowly while she was making coffee.

'Good house.' I don't mean fancy and expensive. Kim Si-hoon's house was managed very neatly, even though most of them lived alone under Jeong Seo Jeong-ha. No, it's not neat. 'Carefully, come on.'

Anyway, the smell of a person who smells strong at home is not bad.

Click, click.

'Here you are.' 'Thank you.' Rain kept the coffee she had made in her mouth.

Unlike the kimchi stew disaster, coffee was fine.

'Instant is easy."

The sweetness that guaranteed success soaked the tongue.

"First of all..." Seo Jeong-ha rose from his seat and bowed politely toward the rain. "Thank you."

"...."

"If it wasn't for you, I would have... I wouldn't have dreamed of living like this."

"Si-hoon's talent as a player is amazing. Even if it wasn't for me, Si-hoon could make enough money for the hospital and for the house."

"No, that's not what I meant."

She smiled faintly. "If it wasn't for Kangwoo... I don't think Sihoon would have smiled that brightly."

The rain was tightlipped. I was at a loss as to what to answer.

He bowed down again to the depressing rain. "Thank you very much." A sincere voice.

Rain scratched his cheek with a sensation he had never experienced before.

After all, the answer that came out of the mouth was no different from the first one. "It was my job as a big brother.

It is."

"Hooray, hooray.

He gave a light smile. "That's a relief. I think Kangwoo really cares about Sihoon.

Stand."

"Of course. Sihoon and blood are not connected, but I think they are my family."

She sighed with relief as she watched the heavy rain.

"Actually, I was very worried."

Her words followed. "Si-hoon and Kang-woo didn't get acquainted normally, did they? So I was worried, but now I'm relieved."

"...yeah?"

The look of the rain hardened. Her words that she had not established a normal friendship were engraved in her head like a brand.

I don't know if it's hypnosis or magic, but... It's true that you changed Sihoon's mind in a coercive way, right?"

A chilling sensation flows through the spine.

The heavy rain stared at her with sharp eyes.

"...I don't know what you mean."

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho. It's okay. I won't tell Sihoon."

a knowing tone The rainfall's brain was tangled up in a complicatedly.

'I know.'

She knows that he attacked Kim Si-hoon and forced him into power.

'How?'

Doubt followed one after another. Something that I thought would never be caught, or something that I've been hiding so well.

So easy. "...How long have you known about him?" "Since Si-hoon first told me about you, to a certain extent... I was guessing."

Jeong Seo-ha continued, putting a coffee cup on the table.

"He never, ever says he's his brother when he talks about other people. Especially if you just met him."

The heavy rain swept up his head with a dejected look.

'It's...'

I didn't expect it. No, it can't be expected. When I made Kim Si-hoon into power.

But there was no way to know what trauma he had and how much his mother understood about her son.

Heavy silence flowed down. The heavy rain gulped down coffee. Dozens of excuses came to mind. He was confident that he would convince Jeong-ha of his actions for any reason if he wanted to.

I could refute that calling myself "brother" was not even a grounding point.

but

Thack.

I put the coffee down on the table.

said in a low voice.

"Why didn't you say anything when you knew it?"

I didn't have to make excuses. I did not deceive by falsehood. At least for her, I thought I should.

There was a short silence.

She stared into the air for a moment and opened her mouth.

"I... have committed an indelible sin against the child." A voice that feels hollow somewhere. Kang-woo could easily understand what she said was "sin." 'Kim Si-hoon's trauma.' The brand engraved on his soul. When I heard 'I'm sorry for giving birth' from my mother who gave birth to me.

How painful it is.

I didn't know what it meant.

He didn't have any memories of his parents.

"At that time... it was so hard, so sorry... That's what I said. I shouldn't have..."

Transparent tears streamed down her cheeks. "That's just... I shouldn't have done it." A sobbing voice. The rainfall said nothing. No, I couldn't.

He doesn't understand her situation. They neither sympathize nor sympathize.

So, it was silent. "So... I saw him smiling brightly... I couldn't say anything. Even if it's a lie... I hope my child was happy."

"Thank you very much. Thank you."

She kept her head down and said.

Even if it's a lie. Thank you for making her happy.

How many times, how many times?

After breaking up with Kim Si-hoon, I walked toward home.

"...... "

My head is spinning. The complicated ideas were mixed up.

"I"

His expression was distorted.

"Why are you doing that?"

I just remembered.

Her face came to my mind, shedding tears, saying, "Thank you.

"Was he happy?"

When she said thank you for giving happiness to Kim Si-hoon, even if it's a lie.

Why was I so happy that I couldn't stand it?

Oh... "

It was unknown.

It was hard to interpret one's feelings.

No, I could actually guess. I just don't want to admit it. "Did I think I was forgiven?" There was a laugh at the shallowness. Kim Si-hoon was forced into power. Nevertheless, I thought he was precious.

Did he think he relieved the guilt that comes from the sense of separation?

'Kim Si-hoon doesn't know anything about himself.'

A bitter smile spread around my mouth. "...oh, dear."

Tsk, I kicked my tongue. Before entering the house, Rain sat down on a bench in the apartment complex for a while. 'Tomorrow.

I'm leaving here. It's not that you can't come back forever, but it's sure to be a long way.

I did

"Cuckoo."

I was filled with sensibility.

I looked up at the night sky where darkness had fallen.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, I came to earth and thought that many things had happened.

I met Han Seol-ah and Kim Si-hoon. Cha Yeon-ju, Ekidna, Kang Tae-soo... Many ties have been made. There were many people.

Ballack's relationship with Liris eventually led to the Earth.

The beginning may not have been a good start.

The first button may have been wrong.

At any rate, the strings of the relationship have been tangled up and clumped together to the present.

And I came to think of it as 'important'.

a dental floss

The view is distorted. Sitting there, where a field filled with corpses emerged, I remember myself crying.

Funny thing to say, there was something precious even in hell.

There was a tangled and tangled string of ties.

'Even though they're all dead.

Now he has a new string.

The bonds of ties that we couldn't keep in the past.

'This time.'

It will be different. It will make it different. "Oh, Siva. You're so emotional. What do you mean by this late night?"

The rain rose with a hateful look.

Slowly, I took my foot off.

"...let's go."

Move your steps. As always, as always, as always,

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