Chapter 112 (2) - The Mysterious Art Museum
The construction, which started at dawn, was fortunately going well without any major issues, but from the owner's perspective, everything seemed lacking. Monica spent several hours today, as usual, walking around the factory, giving various instructions.
It was past six in the afternoon.
Construction usually goes on until eight o'clock, so there was still time left to work, but there was a break for mealtime in between.
Perhaps because she inhaled so much dust, Monica had no appetite and decided to go back to the village for dinner, resting for a while in her car.
Ban will do well, right?
She wasn't really worried.
She knows Jung-hoon's skills well.
In fact, she is more looking forward to the joy of seeing her friend's reaction to the completed painting.
"Should I give her a call?"
Monica dialed her friend's number and spoke as soon as the call was answered.
"Sophia, it's me. How's the painting? Isn't it amazing?"
-..
"Why, are you speechless because it's so amazing?"
-..
"Sophia?"
Could it be a failure? But that's unlike Jung-hoon.
Then Sophia responds with an incredulous voice.
-Monica.
"What?"
-They're still on the wall, both of them.
"What?"
-Since you left in the morning, they've been sitting there all day. The painting is still just covered with white paint.
"What?"
-Is he really a skilled painter? What is this, they've been staring at the house all day doing nothing.
Why would Jung-hoon do this?
When she thought of when he painted her portrait, he was a person who could produce such incredible paintings in a short time. How could someone like that sit all day on the wall doing nothing?
And Lea, with her round eyes, is looking at her own house. What's so interesting about a house she sees every day?
Monica walks slowly towards them and looks up at the wall.
"Ban."
"Huh?"
Jeong-hoon, who had been focusing on something, looks down and waves.
"Monica, are you off work now? You're early today, aren't you?"
"Yes, shall we have dinner together?"
"Sure, but in an hour."
An hour? Why an hour?
Monica, looking around, asks,
"What are you going to do for an hour?"
Jeong-hoon glances at the sky and grins.
"The sun hasn't completely set yet."
So why sit there from dawn until sunset?
Monica, not understanding, asks again.
"What have you been doing all day here?"
Jeong-hoon, locking eyes with Lea sitting next to him, smiles softly. Leah, seemingly in on something, smiles back.
Jeong-hoon lifts Lea onto his knee and gestures towards the house.
"We're observing the changes."
Monica, furrowing her brow, asks back,
"What changes are you talking about?"
What kind of changes could be happening to a house that just stands there?
In Monica's eyes, the image of Jeong-hoon smiling brightly is reflected.
"Light. We are observing the light."
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