Chapter 252

Chapter 252

30 – I wish you were not alone (4) 30 – I wish you were not alone (4) "I met a quack doctor."
Myeong – hoon looked down at the vial he had taken out of his cell phone and said.
"If you look at things positively, think only of good things, and eat medicines steadily?"
"What kind of medicine is that?"
Myeong – hoon continued to talk to himself that he could not hear.
"I ate steadily. I've done everything I can to do what the doctor tells me. Still, this shit does not get any better. Whatever you do …….. "
Myung Hoon crashed the vial in his hand and grasped it. Then I slowly lifted my head.
The red eyes were burning with hatred.
"The hatred for you is not lost anymore …!"
"Myeong Hun!"
The reconstruction stood a step ahead of swallowing the needle through the burning throat.
Myeonghun slipped his head as he stepped back as much as he could.
"Don't come any closer!"
"What the hell did I do wrong? I want to know. Since when did you hate me like this? "
"I told you not to come near!"
Myeong-hun spatted and shouted.
As the reconstruction stopped, he poured all the medicine in his hand into his mouth and drank the whiskey.
"It is big …! Cool······!"
In the wet lips, saliva and liquor were mixed and fell off.
Myeong-hun stumbled, leaning against his back on the ledge, unable to stumble.
"Do not come near … Do not think of narrowing the distance with me. Ha, I really … · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·>
“······.” The collapsed reconstruction wrapped the forehead with one hand.
The two eyes that turned his head were holding a park on the other side of Mt. When I was writing a novel with motives, the landscape revived.
I did not even expect to be a man.
Hyesun was a strict professor and the motives were as influential as one. Someone was not at a shallow level. Everyone who strived to dream of a writer came together in the name of literary creative department.
I just wrote it hard.
Hye Sun's direction was taken as a novel with a brilliant appearance. I still remember the feeling that I was sad because I had a short period of time.
It was from that day that the opportunity to get acquainted with Jung Jin.

– Ha Rebuilding? When did you write an alternative novel? You are really good. I was afraid to read it. Hey, do not do this here. Do you want to go and have a drink today? Oh, I forgot my introduction. I'm Jung Jin, Park Jung Jin. Anyway, the girls are going to call and they're having a drink? Who is it? Sue and Hyo Jin. I do not know them, do you? It's scary and pretty. Do not you? Oh, I think I'm going to drink together.

On that day, Jung – jin rebuilt, and Su – hee and Hyo – jin had four and drank over four at midnight.
It was a happy day for my heart to fall.
I got a lifelong friend and I got the courage to fight against the future as an uncertain writer.
It was such a faint night that it seemed like tears would come out of the same spot, the motives of sharing a cup right next door.
The memories of that day still remain in the mind and the diary of reconstruction.
However, there was no way to find the existence of Myung Hoon anywhere. At this moment, I look back at the old memories again, but the reconstruction did not remember the moon hunting of the day.
Right then.
It was rustling.
When rebuilding awakened from his thought, he returned his head, after Myeong Hoon had passed over to the other side of the railing.
"Oh Myung Hun!"
"When I get close, I'll leave!"
“Hey! It's really dangerous! "
"Do not come!"
Myung Hun wrote whale whale evil.
Two hands holding the railing, and two feet on the bottom, were shaking back.
It was not cold.
When we crossed over to the other side of the barn, the spirits rose and the fear began to rise.
"I told you … I will give you a gift that I will never forget forever."
"Myeonghun ah ………!"
The face of the reconstruction was whitewashed.
Myeong – hoon did not lose sight of his smile as he fumed up and down with fear.
"This is the gift I will give, Ha rebuilt. I die because of you. Take your life and suffer yourself. You probably will. Because he is a weak person. I know you. "
"Please ask me, Myeong-hoon. relax
Rebuilding looked at both hands and looked carefully.
"Let us talk calmly. If there is a twist between you and me, let 's take one. Tell me why you hate me one by one. I'll fix things that I can fix. "
Rebuilding was somehow quick to reassure Ming.
My head did not come to my mind properly because I was born. When I tapped the keyboard with ten fingers, I forgot all the vocabulary that came to my mind.
“Oh, Myeong-hoon, come on, come on. I'll go, huh? I'll go near my hand. "
Rebuilding slowly reached out.
Right then.
My foot slipped down as one foot slid on the railing.
"Ah, ah!"
"Myeong Hun!"
One hand of Myeong – hoon stretched instinctively grabbed the bottom of the railing. Rebuilding collapsed on his knees and put his arm through the railing.
Hold on tight. I'll hold it! Put your other hand up! Quick
Myeong – hoon became speculative and looked up at the rebuilding shouting and became bored. His universe stood still hanging on the railing.
The sound of loud horns, the sound of wind passing through the body, is no longer heard.
"At the end you kill me."
"What is it, son of a bitch? Give me your hand! "
There was a smile on my lips' mouth.
He lifted the rest of his hand hard as the reconstruction asked. But his hand did not catch the railing. He grabbed the hand of reconstruction that held his own hand.
"If you hear that you are alive, it would be … … suicide a hundred times a thousand times."
"Hey, Oh Myung Hoon!"
"Let's not see any more."
Myeong – hoon grasps the reconstruction and struggles badly.
I could not suffer the pain of breaking my fingers. In the end, the reconstruction screamed out loud and missed Myeong-hoon.
"Oh Myung Hun!"
The hand stretched out again was as short as possible because it reached the falling Myeonghun.
Myeong – hun laughed while falling over the dark blue river.
At the same time, he was lifting his fingers as if to ridicule reconstruction with one hand.
with a plop.
Why was the reconstruction tearful.

*** "Good morning, Lynn Minhong. Yes, I am Joon Tae-bong, manager of the company. And? Is it about the lock? Ah, yes! Oh, I think we are too busy these days. I'm working with Tincent Pictures and I have to make time. Oh, you were so good at tofu? Are not we also good at acting as a Chinese? Hahaha Ha ha ha ha ha!"
Tae – bong is so 'tofu' that was so violently opposed to appearing. Yet, Taebong did not know.
Dojun 's' Tofu' appeared to be a reason for half of the tennis cent picture Mao Yan.
"Yes, yes! YES! It is agreed. I will contact you again. It's getting hotter, but I want you to take care of your health! "
As soon as I left the phone, Taebong jumped from the spot.
If it is related to the Zodiac Rock series. It 's not a big deal.
"Hey, Park Doo Jun! Did you hear it? "
Taebong rushed to the living room in a month and asked me shouting.
Do – joon nodded at the far – field TV. On the screen, 'Let's see the movie', which was not reconstructed, was on air.
"It seems to be moving faster on the Tincent Pictures side."
"Rebuilding is going high in the US."
The remote control lowered the volume one space, but Zoon replied.
"Britain and France have also been successful. In Germany, I contracted 100,000. "
"Where did you hear that? I have not seen you lately, huh? "
"The news is coming out."
"Oh, yes."
"I heard that the news came out again today, and Japanese publishers have also proposed to contract. Japan is famous for writing a large amount of money for contracts for overseas artists, but it offers an extraordinary royalty. "
I laughed at the dojo 's face.
It is a cool recent affair of a friend to come back to the good news. Tae – bong who read the expression asked impatiently.
"Hey, you still like that?"
“Oh,
It has already been three weeks since rebuilding cut off all contact with the outside and was put in the house.
The reason why I put it on the surface was a new work. It was the explanation of reconstruction that we needed time to organize and conceive ideas alone.
However, Dojun did not believe it immediately.
There is something that annoys reconstruction. Dojun, who had been in a state of contemplation for a while, looked at Taebong before long.
"Are you going to meet at Tin City Pictures?"
"Oh, yes."
"I'm not going to have to rebuild."
"Well, the author should come out of course. I have already contacted you for the artist. "
All right.
It is a good opportunity to contact reconstruction. On the sofa, Dojun entered the bathroom to take a shower.

*** 'The day has become much hotter ….'
Reconstruction flaped around the chest of the shirt.
The escalator, who was just up, was pulling him out of the subway station.
It was going out forced by Suhee.
It is not good for health when I write only in the study room, and it appealed earnestly to the wind a day.
My dear woman did not want to be distressed but went out of her house.
The destination was a cafe that used 'The Breath'. It was annoying to go far, and there was not a place to go.
'Then I saw that Jeong Jin-jin was a day off.'
I was on my way to the cafe.
I have been sending messages from time to time while I was in doubt. I do not have my color, but I may be quite worried. I was tempted to see such thoughts, and the reconstruction took out my cell phone.
– Uh, rebuilding.
"What happened to you before the beep sounded?" – I was amazed and received it right away. Hey, now … Are you okay?
"I do not know what's going to happen. Today is a day off, is not it? What are you doing? "- I was scared because I was a holiday alone. You are…
"I came out to get some air. Would you like to come out? "- Do not ask me about that place, tell me where you are, baby.
Rebuilding gave me the cafe name and approximate location and hang up the phone. Then I walked slowly and got to the cafe.
"Hello, boss."
"Welcome, Ha. Why do you come here often? "
The owner smiled and laughed.
And we started to make ice americano, which is a reconstruction drink, on the spot.
"The breath is great. When I meet my friends these days, I am very proud that you are a regular in our cafe. There are no kids who do not know Ha. "
Gomapseumnida
The reconstruction was laughed at without power.
Actually, I did not have much energy because I was in the house for a long time. The owner of the cafe, who was quick to notice, looked at the expression and did not speak any more.
Tadashi! Tadak!
Get a ride!
Rebuilding at the seats, I began to write my notebooks. It was a man 's evil manuscript that he held for three weeks.
There were not enough sentences left to hold for more than 10 hours a day. Seo Gwon – woo 's souvenir could not be seen any better.
'Do not use it, just.'
Temptation is pushed from time to time while writing.
Would not it be easy to give up.
Would not it be a mistake to have chosen the dark emotions of evil as materials?
When constantly consulting, what came to the end was the appearance of Myeong-hoon falling down.

Evil itself.

It was by far the best thing I have ever felt while living.
In the mind of reconstruction, Myeonghun peaked malice.
'Let' s stop today. Jeong Jin-soon will come soon.
Reconstruction saved the manuscript and ended the program.
And when I turned my head, I stared at the person sitting next to me.
He was an old man.
Ahh! Hello, old man. When did you come? "
The reconstruction was pleasantly greeted with a smile.
It is the third time we meet today since we first met at Seogwon 's tomb. Today the old man was wearing an improved Hanbok.
"I've been here before, do you come here often?"
"It's close to where I live."
"Would you like a cup of tea?"
"Your ambassador is always the same as a parrot. Why do not you write more?
The old man gazed at the notebook with his eyes.
The reconstruction smiled bitterly and responded to the hesitant end.
"I can not concentrate. Thanks to your appreciation from my elderly people, I have been doing well for a while now, but I am a bit clogged these days. "
"Look at me, as I say."
The old man then sniffed at me.
"People's evil, if you think about it, you'll have a mind of mind. It's no longer fine. "
"Hahaha, not that much …"
There was a moment of silence.
The silent music played by the owner is flowing in the air. The old man looked at the air with a sigh of silence and said a word.
"If I wrote that, I would look back on myself. I am absolutely right. Is it a person who is qualified enough to deal with the malice of others? "
“······?” "I already thought about this story. I also had a big malice. I was jealous and jealous of a man who was better than me, so he took away his inferiority and criticized his value. But on the surface, I always pretend to be smarter, superior. "
The reconstruction swallowed the spit and looked at the old man gently.
The eyes of the elderly with wrinkles were full of irrefutable remarks.
"Grandma, that's what …"
Just when you want to ask.
Do not hesitate.
The reconstruction cell phone rang.
The reconstruction was like apologizing and apologizing.
"I'm sorry, I was supposed to meet a friend from here, but it looks like it is coming."
"No, I have to go."
The old man stood up, shouting.
I stood up and talked to the reconstruction with regret.
"Are you going already?"
"I came in for a while because I was passing by. I have to leave early today. I have to go back to my home. "
"Is it yours? Where is your home? "
Gyeongju
The old man fixed his clothes and turned around.
As reconstruction followed, he went down without looking back.
"You should have a taste when you come. Do not ask people since they are annoying. "
Good Ol'
"I'm just going. Do not give up writing. Show me when you're done. "
The old man turned around the corner of the starter and disappeared toward the exit. The reconstruction was not able to attach any more words and sat on the road.

30 – I wish you were not alone (4) End