
"Are you mad at me?" ask the woman who was in a state of turmoil while crying.
"I don't know! You make me have to remember the past, you always make me fail in every problem. Why do you always behave like that? You kept it for two years, while your son went crazy out there? Eoh!!!"
"I—"
"Stop! I don't want to hear anything from you! Hah, I should be able to guess if this was all you. But, you!" he growled in annoyance.
"I told you everything too!" he covered the reddened face.
"About what? On whom?"
"Min Joon killed Jin Hee's parents!"
"Hye Sun!" surprised scream.
"I also told him who his real father was!"
"You're crazy! You've really gone crazy ...," exclaimed her husband leaving.
He decided to leave the selfish woman in a sorry solitude, the past he really did not want to remember anymore. If it lingered here, the old man would probably have a heart attack.
Song Hye Sun was silent. He began to cry as his memory returned to the day he nearly killed someone. All the events in her life were moving against her will, there was someone inside her who was trying to drag Hye Sun into a bigger problem.
***
Two weeks before Min Joon's birthday.
Along the way, it looks slippery. The snow that melted that night seemed to understand someone's dark intentions. As if to answer all the ugliness of his heart, the tragedy almost made him have a worse day. Song Hye Sun along with her male driver, noticed two people from a distance who would slowly approach.
Song Hye Sun who saw the opportunity, immediately asked the driver to hit Jin Hee at full speed. There was a dispute between the master and the employer, unfortunately the driver lost and chose to obey his words.
Whuuss....
Car from the front to Jin Hee. The light from the floodlights dazzled his eyes, making Jin Hee come to a standstill.
"Jin Hee!!!" sun Woo shouted pulling the body of the girl who was stunned by the yellowish incandescence.
Bruuk!
The car stopped and hit something. Song Hye Sun looked back and saw Jin Hee sitting on the side of the road staring at the car.
"Hurry now! Walk quickly!" he said he was terrified. The car went away from Jin Hee's sight.
***
November 15, 2013.
Morning had greeted Jin Hee, suddenly this morning was not as usual. With low rainfall, as if wanting to stop it from something. It was a pity that no sun greeted him.
"Don't it snow?" he looked at the big window.
"It's only the beginning of November! Why would you want to see snow?"
"Because it feels like I want to kill someone so badly" he replied looking serious.
"Miss!"
"Send this address to them, tell them when you're done with the task I gave you we met there!" his orders gave him a piece of paper.
"But why did you let them both get in that car, and what about us?" asked Yoon while taking the paper that Jin Hee gave her.
"Don't you see the liquid that's falling from the sky? It's called rain. They need shelter and we'll take the bus, that's better. Be prepared! We'll meet your parents first!" jin Hee said casually.
"Did I look playful Lee Yoon Yoo?" look at it while laughing.
"But you always play me!" yoon smiled shyly.
"Hey, I won't do it here! This is your birthplace, this is your territory!"
"Are you kidding me?"
"Come, get ready!" sela Jin Hee's.
***
The natural scenery is etched real on the line of the sky and the lake that intersects each other. A warm touch of the rain that touches the skin, ready to wash away any longing for any anxiety. A large tree that had fallen leaves, painted the feeling of a broken heart following the tanned leaves. Leaves and souls are filling the season to welcome winter before the eyes.
The colorful cloth looked wet and fluttering, bound in every vein of a large tree. The waving cloth was carried away by the wind as if it wanted to dry every sheet of writing, and as if it wanted to fall on the ground.
Being there, in that place, made Jin Hee feel something completely different.
"It looks like the writing I made here doesn't exist anymore?" said Jin Hee holding one of the white cloths.
"really? What did you write?" asked Yoon curiously.
"Just write something! Is it possible that he had already taken it out and replaced it with these useless writings?" gerutu Jin Hee took off one of the many thin cloths hanging from it.
"Back!" read Jin Hee smiling as she looked at the writing on the cloth. "I'm sorry!" he continued reading other writings that made him not quite surprised. The handwriting he made two years ago, disappeared. There was not a single piece of writing that was still in that place, there were only writings of regret and baldness made by someone.
"So soon, is it possible that we're misplaced?" realize Jin Hee for a moment.
"Where do I know ...," replied Yoon occupying a large rock around the place.
"Yeah! That rock!" jin Hee exclaimed as she looked at the large rock that looked wet by the rain.
"Why this stone?" yoon asked frantically and hurried to get up from his sweet seat.
"A ... a-a .. it was wet ...," he answered reasoned, but continued to stare at the stone. Like remembering something.
***
The time is 14:18 KST. That afternoon, two men came carrying umbrellas that had not been opened. Amidst the light drizzle, it suddenly appeared to complete the rain that had stopped this morning. They came to Jin Hee in exile, taking with them the desired information.
"How's it?" jin Hee asked welcoming the two strapping men.
"We have the information, Miss ...," replied one of them.
"Whoa .. You guys are really pros!!!" praise Yoon all-out.
"We talked there," said Jin Hee walking to the car while being patrolled by one of them.
"Well, I can finally get in a comfortable car!" said Yoon gratefully.
"Are the buses and taxis we're riding uncomfortable for you, huh?" jin Hee's.
"It's not uncomfortable, it's just that I'm used to riding in the car with you..," he replied sounding funny.
They also left Jin Hee's lake of memories. Jin Hee carried two white sheets of cloth that contained the words, "Go back and FORGIVE ME". The writing is believed to be the writing of someone known. The handwriting of the man she began to hate.
The writing of someone who ruined his life. Something he just kept to himself, but pretended to do what happened. Jin Hee's memory slowly anchored to that day. The memory he was trying to bury deeply. The same memory as someone named Song Hye Sun.
***
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