Chapter 172

Chapter 172

22 – Meet at home (4) 22 – Meet at home (4) After a few minutes. The reconstruction received a phone call from the gangwoo and headed to the back gate. Standing in front of the car with the start of the car, I looked at the left and right.
"It's like a secret agent because you do it."
"Please make a joke, brother."
Reconstruction climbed in the back seat and the car left immediately.
Rebuilding said to Nongwoo, who revises the navigation to the station.
"Sommy also came with me to eat lunch."
"Even if I eat, I will go to the station first. It's easy to eat nearby. You can go with me when I go into the office. "
That's what he said, looking at the passenger side.
Sommy was out of the window with no eye contact.
"Dear sir? Are you okay? "
Four
"Lunch. I will go to the office with me after the reconstruction from my brother and Yoido. "
"Ah yes. I like it too."
"What were you thinking about that?"
"No, it's just a little bit of a movie … … "
The reconstruction of the back seat made the two ears pierce, pretending to be indifferent. The appreciation of the nearest people was very important to him.
When the left turn signal was received, the chestnut knocked on the handle and connected the horse.
"You were scared of the movie? It was different from when I saw it as a book. "
"Yes, but I was scared, but I felt sad too. The music that saved the atmosphere was good, and the actors in the actors seemed to be good at acting like apes. "
Soma, who had finished speaking, pulled out her cell phone and touched it.
When I searched for the name of Hong Ye, the profile picture came up on LCD. Looking into her face, Sommy was even more puzzled.
'Why did you see me like that?'
I have noticed many of the fascinating eyes of the artist.
It was the first time I met in the bathroom.
I also received several times of feeling that the back of the head was tickled while watching the movie.
He even recognized that he was staring at himself when he came out of the theater. Immediately, I turned my head, but it remained intact.
Probably…
It was not something I guessed at all.
I can not base it, but it was my intuition as a woman.
Sommy sneaked at the face of the reconstruction seen in the rearview mirror. I could not read any emotion in his expression, which was just as cute as usual.
"Reconstruction is brother, Jung. How about sushi? "
"I do not care. What about Mr. Sommy? "
"Ah yes… … . I like sushi and clean. "
Arriving at the restaurant, Soba did not leave the egg in his head.
After all, I did not know whether the sushi was going into the mouth or the nose and finished the meal with dryness.
"Then I'll go here, sir. I'm going in with Sommy. "
"Yes, brother. I'll be picking you up at the station later this time. "
The reconstruction laughed at one eye, frowning.
"Did you forget to tell me yesterday? I can not come. "
Oh right. I forgot. Then my brother Fighting! "
The turnaround rebounded one step ahead.
When it almost disappeared, the fellow and the sommelier turned toward the parking lot.
Taking a step, Sommy asked as he passed.
"Hey, when you're done with the radio, do you have another schedule?"
"Oh, he said to have dinner with Park Hye Sang."
SOMI was surprised and listened to his face.
Hye-sang is an announcer well-known for his elegant beauty and graceful rhetoric. It was a good woman to have a good reputation just enough to raise her first name on Broadcaster 1 who wants to make her daughter-in-law.
"Because of work?"
"No, I just had a lot to say, and he decided to treat me one time."
I was surprised to answer the opening of the door.
Sommy, who climbed the passenger seat afterwards, was a mixed feeling.
The glaring eye was watching the station building with the reconstruction.
'Now you are a different world.'
Reconstruction was a feeling of being moving further and further away.
It was another sense of loss from the grieving sorrow that I felt when I confessed.
"Oh, suddenly it rains."
The chimney grunts and activates the wiper.
Sommy stared at the windscreen that the wiper was coming to see.
Unforgettable landscapes came to the top of the window.
The day I first met him, the day he picked up my stripped shoes, the day I walked with one umbrella … … .
All my memories were still alive.
It is a memory of my own which I can not tell anyone. Even this will soon change into memories and blur into time. So SOMI was sad.
"Hey, Chung."
When the car stopped in front of the red light. The chimpanzees calmed the voice with a hollow voice and offered a careful suggestion.
"It's raining, so why do not you come in for a hot cup of coffee?"
“……Do by that way."
Sommy, who was immersed in the thought, responded with his gaze.
Yongwoo was smiling happily turning his head to the left.
Drink!
The cell phone in my hand rang.
Sommy sighed and confirmed the message received.
It was a message from reconstruction.
– I met Mr. Brown Eyed Soda Nanol. I'm giving you a new single as a present, do you like Sommy? Would you like me to sign you in the name of Sommy?
Sommy 's rugged smile faded on his face. She slowed her finger and wrote down her reply.
– No, Ha. Do not be bothered by my busy schedule.
– It 's hard for me to say a word. Are you working in the office until late today? I'll take it with me.
– If you want to come to an album, do not do it.
– I want to see Rika. Are you having a midnight snack?
After a few seconds. SOMI showed off her teeth and laughed.
I realized I was stupid. I was living in the same world. I did not even remember my memories. All the moments with him were still going on.
– Nose, Cole … … !
I sent a reply and I heard my face.
The showers of late summer, which hit the windshield, stopped at all. The face of SOMI, looking at the sunny world, was also clear.
"Chung, will you go to a crossroad?"
Four Why
"We decided to have a cup of coffee. I like the atmosphere of the new cafe there. "
"Taste is not it all the same? It would be hard to park. Go to the office. You can go upstairs in a cafe. "
It was only a desire to return to the office of Han Si-bipi and start work.
I was making a gruesome comparison for a while. My opponent is not a winner but a winner. I will do my best in my field.
"This writer, the signal has turned green."
Hum… Yeah.
I had a silent reply with a silly expression. There is no such thing as now, but it is a sadness that counts the feeling of others carefully.

*** Tadashi Dad! Tadak! Get a ride!
Inside a writer's room of MBS station.
Rebuilding was sitting on a chair designed for him and writing a script.
'Okay, here comes the reunion and your newbye by chance in a stall … … . '
I did not know that ten fingers were hitting the batter.
The guards' screenplay has already been completed.
I was writing a salesperson '
It took some time.
The story of the security guard that we finished earlier is relatively independent, and it was possible to do it easily based on the original work.
However, the story of the salespeople and filmmakers of Daejak rice cake became a play and the situation changed. As the number of contacts of two people increased, the number of places to see their hands increased greatly. It was for the quick communication with the PD that I was working on the station.
'But this is too late, it'll be over in two days.'
The manuscript was supposed to be completed by four days later.
Time was plentiful, but reconstruction was diligently devoted to writing.
I wanted to go home quickly.
The face of Rika who left her office was also in front of her eyes. If he had been able to bring it, Rica would have been sitting on his knees crouched right now.
What is it? Is this already time? "
The hour hand of the wall clock which I looked at unintentionally pointed to at noon.
It was then that the reconstruction turned the chair around. I saw a woman in her mid-twenties sitting on the corner in a corner.
"Artist, you are comfortable."
The reconstruction softly laughed and talked to the woman. It was delayed by the assistant writer Won.
"Oh, no. I am comfortable now, sir. "
The delay blurred his face and replied.
Unlike the horse, the shoulders and waist were stretched more tightly.
"I've told you many times. You do not have to stay in position. I'll give you a call if you need anything. "
“…….” The delay dropped his head and grabbed his cell phone.
His role was to serve the manuscript, to make simple corrections and revisions, and to take care of the rest.
But I have never had a cell phone ring on a reconstruction phone so far.
'I'm in trouble … … . '
Even though I did not need it from the beginning, I put the nail clearly, but this assistant writer was attached.
Even if you drink your coffee, you can say not to ride it yourself.
Thanks to that, reconstruction was burdensome.
The delay that keeps the back of the back without being done is often disturbed. Even if I did not make noise at all, I was in a situation where I was worried about existence alone.
The reconstruction has spoken again.
"Have lunch and come, sir."
"Oh, I ate breakfast late. I am okay."
The voice of the delay trembled like a man thrown into the cold.
When she graduated from Wenchang University and entered the broadcasting industry, she knew the reputation of reconstruction. The time spent in the same space as reconstruction was unbelievable. Even if my eyes met, my breath was coming to me.
"Stand, the teacher … … Do not you have lunch? "
"Well, I'm hungry too, but … … "
At the end of the thought, rebuilding stood up and stood up.
It was a lie to be hungry.
I wanted to write about my writing but decided to postpone it for a while. I was sorry for the delay.
Looking back, I have never been conversationally conversant with busy work.
"Will you go out with me?"
Four
"What a surprise. Have lunch with me. Come on. "
The reconstruction was hand picked.
The delay woke up with a horrified face and picked up the outer garment. And he went to the artist room with reconstruction.
"Mr. Dela is twenty-six this year?"
Four I graduated from school a little late to earn my tuition. "
The two of them continued to converse slowly across the corridor.
The delay to the ongoing question of rebuilding was shy, but I quickly answered my mouth.
"Was the original broadcast artist a dream?"
"Yes, I like drama so much … … . It was because I wanted to be a broadcasting artist from the beginning. "
"Broadcast writers are a really tough field. Among my motivations, I am not one of the few friends who broke up to be a broadcast writer. You're great. "
"It's just my youngest … … . Thank you, though. "
Right then.
A woman coming out of their side toilet heading to the exit immediately slammed behind the wall. She was the only one who looked up at her eyes.
'Is not it the delay that she has with her sister? Did he stick to the reconstruction? "
Bora slumped her head.
I was able to see the back of two people moving away. The evil spirits hidden in my heart began to play.
'That's it … … ? '
Soon Bora laughed at me.
There was no understanding of malice in the sense of humiliation toward man. She rolled her head and walked in the opposite direction of rebuilding.

That night. Bora met with Delay in a cafe in the city center.
The delay that was called without knowing the English was only shrugging off of both shoulders.
"My sister, you know me? I saw you in my five-wheeler studio when I was a sister. "
"Yes Yes. Good morning."
It was a delay to reply to the young boy while listening to the five – year – old boy. It was harsh to sit alone. Compared to the spectacular Purple, T-shirts and jeans, wearing themselves in a very shabby.
"I suddenly thought I called. In the past I was sensitive and made a small mistake. I want to apologize. "
“…….” Ten fingers of the delay shook right under the table.
That was a small mistake. I put some cold water on my face because I brought coffee a few minutes late.
At that time, Delay cried all night with shame.
I was exposed to the Internet and even thought of quitting my job as a broadcast writer.
But I did not. It was because of the money given as a mouthpiece. The writer's monthly salary was small and life was always in need.
"Is your sister so hard?"
Bora spoke with a softer voice.
"Do you have a monthly salary of 700,000 won? No, are you up? I do not know. 800,000 won? "
“…….” "How do you live with that one month? I drink a day, but the bag breaks funny. Do you have any other alba? "
“…….” The delay caught my teeth tight.
But her pride in her daily life has been overwhelming.
It was just an excuse to formally apologize. How many times have I called you so to insult you?
Sibling
“…….” "There is no reaction. Please look up. "
"listen… … isoyo
Bora screamed, screamed and drank coffee with straw. Then, I proposed to be a refreshing face and clap your hands.
"Do you want me to go to ICU as a main artist?"
“……?!” The delay lifted the head with both pupils enlarged.
She had a smile on her face.

22 – Meet at home (4) End