I Was A Porter

124 Degrees (1)

Tak!

“I'll leave it here! ”

He shouted aloud as he put down the box of groceries, but it was far from Seung-ho's place, so I could hear him.

Nevertheless, I couldn't stop talking to him every time I came here.

If you are listening, you have hope that you will listen to your voice and shine a light on your face for a while.

However, from the moment I got here, until the first snow, I never saw Seungho's face.

Turning back, the emulsification reaches out with both hands together towards the falling snowflake.

You hear someone's footsteps approaching you as you tread slightly on the frozen soil at the edge of her ear, staring at the snow standing still.

I tried to shed tears for a moment, but my eyes and nostrils were filled with strength to stop the tears from flowing.

She glances back and notices Seungho.

Honam's face, which was under the beard that grew so neatly that he could not shave his hot hair for months.

However, many things have changed.

The clear, shiny eyes were not too cloudy, and when I looked at myself, my mouth was wide open.

And the way you look at people.

I tore the chest of an oil painting apart.

But I laughed.

I raised my trembling tail, smiling and greeting him.

“You didn't even answer your phone, and you're here for my arrival time? ”

I could say a word to Yoo-Hwa, smiling and speaking, but Seung-ho nodded slightly without saying a word.

As his gaze turned toward the box on the floor, he quickly bowed and picked up the box and handed it to him.

“There's also Yuzu Chung and Dates, so sometimes I boil some tea. It's so hard to catch a cold when you're alone. ”

He frowned in front of Seung-ho, who didn't answer, then dropped his head and took a step back.

“I'll be going then. ”

I smiled and said hello, but the answer never came back.

He turned around bitterly and took a heavy step.

Maybe three or four steps away.

“Th... ”

When I heard the voice from behind, the body of the emulsion rushed back.

How long has it been since he spoke? His voice is quite silent.

Immediately, he cleared his throat and patched the horse back together.

“Have a drink and go. ”

Tears burst out of Gerko's eyes.

It wasn't the warm voice he wanted, but it was enough to connect her torn heart.

* * *

Seungho's choice was simple.

Extremely resectable

A life that doesn't allow even a handful of joy.

I didn't want to imagine what it would have been like if I had been with him that day.

I was so afraid that I could kill someone precious with my own hands.

I thought I'd forgotten how I felt, but when I saw the emulsion holding back my tears, I felt a slight crack in the frozen feeling.

However, it was only a tiny crack.

I wonder if he ever really loved her that much.

Yoohwa, who did not know the heart of such a victory, seemed happy to even drink tea face to face immediately.

Since the teacup was half empty, the emulsion began to drink only about half of his lips.

Seung-ho quickly emptied his cup of tea and got up.

“Oh! I'll do the dishes. ”

I thought of a way to spend a little more time together and emptied my cup of tea in a heartbeat.

While doing the dishes, I started earning some time by turning my elongated eyes.

“Phew, I often ask. The sink needs to be cleaned occasionally. Otherwise, it's time to ask... Oh, look at the dishwasher. This too…."

Like a mother who found her son's house to live alone, she began to set foot around the house.

Seung-ho, who once looked at such an oil painting, got interested and meditated.

The hand of the emulsifier, who was occasionally looking back at Ascension, slowed a little.

In the middle, you deliberately snort and begin to deceive him as if he still has work to do.

Whoo-hoo! The sun started late, and he started preparing dinner with a cheerful shout.

With the smell of sour kimchi that tickles my nose, I hear the sound of regular knives in my ears.

The familiar scent tickles the tip of my nose.

The smell of kimchi was clearly embedded in the brain.

The eyes of Seung-ho meditating opened wide.

Seung-ho, who got up from his seat, stepped into the kitchen.

He turned his head toward the coming popularity.

“Oh, I'm almost done. If you're sitting at the table.... ”

I felt weak in Seungho's pupils, but there was light.

Then he pointed to the boiling kimchi stew with his finger as it sounded.

“This... ”

“Kimchi stew. I'll get it right away. Come on, have a seat at the table. ”

He forcibly pushed the back of Seung-ho and sat on the chair in front of the table.

Seeing Seungho's eyes a moment ago, Yoo-Hwa moved kimchi stew to the dining table, barely calming the throbbing chest.

Kim Chi Gigi climbing up to the table, Seung-ho's eyes trembled faintly.

“Eat it. You'll get it right. ”

I was convinced.

I don't think it should fit.

I could tell by the smell of it.

This is like Kimchi, which my mother made for me.

When Seungho faced his gaze with the spoon, Yoohwa nodded.

Soon after eating a spoonful, Seung-ho's eyes turned slightly red.

“I've only eaten kimchi stew for three months to make the same. Heh heh, just a little more filling will make me drool... ”

He was vulnerable to cracks as he was frozen solid.

Seung-ho stood up and hugged him tightly.

Even though I hugged him so strongly that I was afraid that my bones would crumble, he smiled with a happy face.

I felt like I was rewarded for trying for three months at a time.

He raised his arms slowly and gently stroked Seungho's back.

Like touching the face of a newborn, if you touch it hard, it will wipe away the bubbles immediately.

One shoulder of such an emulsion got wet wet.

Tears welled up in his eyes, but he frowned as hard as he could and barely held his mouth open.

“It's getting cold. Go ahead and eat. ”

It must have been hard to recall the feelings that exploded once.

After that, when Seung-ho, who was holding the oil oil for a long time, sat at the table, Kim Chi Gigi, who was coming up the ruins, was somewhat cold.

“I'll heat it up again. ”

He reached out for cold kimchi stew, but Seung-ho shakes his head and starts eating well.

Bob and kimchi stew.

Seungho's spoon constantly coveted the two places.

Although Seung-ho thought of Seung-ho's disguise, it was a lot to eat alone, Seung-ho emptied out all the kimchi stew with four bowls of rice.

“I'll do the dishes. Give me the bowl. ”

He glanced at his appearance and reached out to the empty bowl neatly.

However, Seungho shakes his head and stares at her face.

He looked at his eyes and his heart sank.

“Goodbye. ”

This is the face of a convicted felon.

He seemed to have been hit on the head with a hammer.

I was too drunk to expect happiness, so I was dumbfounded by Seung-ho's words.

“Th... Even the dishes..."

I reached out my arm, trembling like a sudden appearance of tremor, but I couldn't go forward to the resolute gaze of Ascension anymore.

Eventually, her arms plummet down powerlessly.

* * *

Seung-ho stood by the window and looked at the back of the emulsion without blinking once.

It's like a waste of time covering the eyelids.

Even the footsteps she left were clearly etched into her brain for a long time.

Seung-ho turns to the dining table as his eyes start to heave a little.

The rice bowl was empty and the pot containing kimchi stew was cold, but it was still filled with the hot love of emulsions.

Seung-ho's hand clearing the table stopped momentarily.

“Like this.... I can't stay like this. ”

Seung-ho, who stroked the bowl of rice, muttered, staring into the air.

Before taking action, Seung-ho searched the house.

It was a short time, but there were traces of oils everywhere in the house.

The way to manage emotions was not bad.

However, it was hard to say good.

“This method…. It's already failed once. ”

I have just learned the cause of my failure.

A man cannot live with his emotions.

I was able to build a dam on my emotions and stop them, but if I don't let them out, they will explode someday.

I just saw the emulsion and realized it.

That way, Seung-ho started packing like a man leaving somewhere.

Seung-ho, who was carrying a lot of luggage, looked closely at the direction where the emulsion left off.

“Someday... Someday..."

Seung-ho mutters to himself, hiding behind the gate with the sound of drops falling from the kitchen.

“Winter is here, too. ”

He mutters as he treads on the snow that is already piled up in the ground.

The gate that existed behind him disappeared as soon as Ascension left.

If the emulsion wasn't far from home, he might have noticed the creation of a gate.

He would have noticed two days later anyway, but the thought that he should have come back later passed my head.

Regretting it, I shook my neck thinking, "What's the point?"

I filled my stomach with confidence, but one side of my heart was empty, so I trimmed the ground to ask for sleep.

It appears in my dreams for a long time because I used Black Energy to open the gate.

“As expected, living like that isn't fun, is it? ”

As soon as it appeared, it began to sneer and approach Seungho.

In the old days, I would have shut up and attacked first, but Seung-ho let it speak.

One step at a time, he fell down and stopped walking.

“You're okay with me finally making a commitment to be perfect, right? ”

He stretches out his arms to reach for Seung-ho's shoulder, but Seung-ho pushes his approaching hand roughly.

“Then you're mistaken. ”

“Illusion?”

“Yes, mistaken. ”

At the end of the sentence, I looked around in exaggerated form.

Acting like a musical actor seemed to scratch the inside of the car.

“Don't we need to be honest now? Wouldn't you rather be true to your feelings? There's no one around you anymore. Is that really necessary to hide and suppress? ”

With a bitter smile, he circled around Seungho.

I turned and stared at Seung-ho.

“My feelings... ”

The muttering of the howl stops its footsteps.

One emotion began to appear in Seung-ho's eyes.

It takes a step back.

“I feel... There is only a terrible anger towards you. ”

Seung-ho, who was looking at it with a frightening look, was one step closer to the distance.

“I'll erase you. I'll erase it and go back.”

With the horse, Seungho flew forward.

In that look, it flinches back to see if it wants to have a little more conversation.

“You know this is pointless, right? ”