"Xiujing, I'...... Want to talk to you about ......"

In retrospect, she was amused by her reaction, she just poked at the omelette on the plate in front of her, and even her brain didn't even think much about what he was talking about, but planned what she was going to do that day. The daughter and him are undoubtedly the first priority, and when she returns to South Korea, she is no better than Japan, where no one knows who she is, and the trend caused by "I'm Sorry, I Love You" has long faded with time, and she can go wherever she wants.

But in South Korea, such freedom is obviously a luxury, and she is trying to figure out how to take her daughter out to play and play more, after all, no matter how young a child is, she can't be confined to this small corner of the family all day long.

The other is to care about his work and rest, she knows that he is a workaholic, if no one takes care of him, he can almost eat and sleep in the company and devote himself to it, which must be very bad for the body. She can't help much at work, the only way to do it is to start with the living arrangement, and she even began to think about whether to learn some nutritious medicinal diets and massage techniques from Sachiko.

She just casually asked, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm ...... with Yuna"

Ding――

The metal chopsticks punctured a small slice of the omelette and slammed against the plate with a crisp beep, and she turned to look at him with a lingering look of confusion. The world seemed to be suddenly quiet, not far away, in the living room connected to here, the sound of advertisements on TV sounded clearly, and Jisoo, who was holding the remote control in his hand, also turned his head in surprise, and looked at his brother with surprise in his eyebrows.

He bowed his head slightly.

This action. It was as if everything around him sank with his head down, the background, the light, the sounds, and her heart.

"What......" The unbearable silence lasted for a moment, and in the sound of the advertisement that sounded in the silence and seemed to be far away, Xiujing frowned, her expression was hesitant and confused, and then she avoided and smiled: "You...... What do you and Yuna have to talk about......? I'm playing prank on you again? Okay, okay, I'll talk to her when she wakes up. Or teach you a lesson......"

"Xiujing!"

The reason she had for herself came to an abrupt end. In the living room on the other side, Jisoo, who finally sensed what his brother wanted to do, stared at him with wide eyes in surprise. Look at my sister-in-law again. A few times I wanted to say something. But I still can't open my mouth.

In the small dining room, an eerie silence spreads for a long time. She turned her wheelchair expectantly: "Uh, I'll ...... first Brother, sister-in-law, I'll go up first......" After saying that, he left in a hurry, forgetting to turn off the TV.

Neither Lin Xiujing nor Ahn Junhyuk responded, he just looked at the table while she looked at him.

After a long time, Xiujing took a deep breath, "Okay, you say, what do you want to talk about you and Yun'er?"

In her inquiry, which seemed to have a slight trembling tone, Ahn Junhyuk was stunned for a moment and let out a long breath. In fact, being ready to talk openly and honestly about himself and Yun'er is not impulsive, it should be regarded as the result of careful consideration, for him, this matter has been hidden in his heart for a long time, and every time he sees her smiling face who knows nothing, the guilt in his heart deepens.

In the past, he felt that it was not a bad thing not to find out some things, and that the truth was often more hurtful than a lie, but in fact? It was just an excuse to escape, and paper could not contain the fire after all, and no matter how she concealed it, how could she hide it for a lifetime? What should she do when she discovered the truth herself?

Maybe this is a bit hypocritical, but before he felt that instead of causing her to be knocked down by a greater pain after many years, it is better to find out this matter while she is still in the depths.

But at this moment, he realized that he had underestimated the fragility and vulnerability of a woman's soul after all, and also overestimated his psychological preparation, even before coming back, he had already thought of a lot of words, and even planned when to say what to say and what expressions, but at this time he really sat in front of her, saw her gradually numb expression, listened to her slightly trembling tone, and those countless details that had been planned in his mind could not adapt to the situation in front of him at all.

He opened his mouth, speechless.

Looking at him and waiting for a long time, Xiujing took a deep breath and finally spoke: "Between you and Yun'er, what do you want to talk to me about?"

He bowed his head, wiped his face with both hands, and remained silent.

"Say it......" took another deep breath, and she tried to control her voice: "You guys...... You're together?"

Ahn Joon-hyuk didn't answer, but the silence said a lot.

At that moment, Lin Xiujing suddenly didn't know what expression she should have, and the moment before she asked, she still had some small fantasies in her heart, trying to make herself optimistic, maybe something happened to Yun'er, or maybe it was just a shoddy joke he made.

But the reality responded to her with the last thing she wanted.

She breathed hard, and the space was filled with a quiet, oppressive atmosphere, and the air seemed to become viscous, squeezing from all sides, sandwiching them in it.

In the living room, the sound of advertisements on the TV continued, but it seemed to sound in another space. The sunlight also shone through, but in the light there were more shadows of tables and chairs, covering this side messily, and the expected scorching heat could not be felt at all, and the cold almost froze her blood, it was a numbness that emerged from the bottom of her heart, so that she could not make any expression.

"You're together?"

I don't know what kind of psychology she asked again, and after a pause, Ahn Junhyuk replied, "...... Be. ”

“…… Ha ...... "She wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth a few times, and in the end it was only such a meaningless monosyllable, and a certain kind of absurd love in her mind floated up, a moment ago, even in this short moment after he answered, she was still holding some small expectations, but hearing his words with her own ears, there were many pictures about Yun'er and him in her memory.

The feeling of absurdity drowned over like a tidal wave, and she laughed, trying to say how it was possible, but then stopped, and the chopsticks in her hand slipped and slammed on the table.

She leaned limply in her chair and covered her mouth with one hand.

"We've been together since the end of last year......"

"At the end of last year?"

"Yes...... If I really talked about my relationship with her, it should have been earlier. Ahn Jun-hyuk rubbed his forehead and said softly: "It should be the year before last, but she was still young at that time, and I didn't realize ......"

The year before last, Yuna moved here.

Pictures of memories came flooding in, she should have noticed a long time ago, which girl would live in a man's house for no reason?

She should have noticed.

The year before the beginning of ...... She suddenly remembered something, "I remember a time when Yuna moved home and you were ......"

"I was already with you at that time, and I sued her that we couldn't, so ......"

So Yuna left, she didn't know what was going on in between, but apparently many, many things happened when she didn't know, and she was kept in the dark like she didn't know anything.

The sense of absurdity became more and more intense, and his thoughts were confused, "How is it possible...... How old was Yun'er at that time, you and her ......" At this point, the words came to an abrupt end. She suddenly remembered that Yuna was born in 90, but he was 86 years old, just a few years old.

The whole person suddenly became weak, she lowered her head, held her head with both hands, and her white fingers penetrated into the long black hair like a waterfall.

"So, since the year before, you have been hiding from me...... Keep it a secret from me......"

"I don't know what to tell you, at first I was afraid that you would think too much, and then I ...... You're pregnant with Jingyan again......"

"So you think I can handle it now?"

She raised her head and looked at him, her eyes already red, "Why don't you keep it hidden?"

“…………”

"Say, since you've been hiding it for so long, why don't you keep it hidden?"

"Speak!"

She screamed with red eyes and shiny luster, and when she saw that he was bowing his head again and not speaking, her anger was like fire, and she grabbed the pepper cone on the table and threw it over. He didn't dodge, and the bamboo tube fell to his chest with a thud.

Why not speak!

Why don't you speak!!

He was silent in the past, which she felt reliable and safe, but now it seemed so hateful, tears finally flowed out, she screamed angrily, and the fruits, fried eggs, plastic salt shakers, and other things that were cut on the plate kept flying towards him, some did not hit, some hit him and fell to the ground, and he still did not speak, nor did he dodge.

Anger burned her brain, and she grabbed the plate and threw it away.

Bang!

Wow -

The plate carried a huge force and slammed into his forehead, shattering, the shards slicing the corners of his forehead, and the red blood slowly seeped out. The color was so vivid, it flowed down, and with his subconscious sideways movements, it flowed into his eyes, and the small spots of light that spread out through the window extended there somehow, and his gaze was dimmed by the crystal blood of the light.

For some reason, she held up her other plate and froze in the air, a sharp pain grabbing her heart and making it impossible for her to breathe.

When did she remember seeing him like this?

He is Ahn Junhyuk, in the most difficult time, in the face of the most powerful enemy, he has never lowered his head, in the past countless days and nights, his back has always been straight, his head has always been raised, failure can not frustrate his will, until today......

…… Why......

Tears welled up.

Why don't you speak...... Even if you justify it...... Why......

The space was quiet for a moment, and when it came, the plate fell to the table, and the bones rolled to the ground and shattered. The dappled sunlight like those fragments shone quietly in the living room, between the two, dragging their shadows to the other side.

At a certain moment, the woman's shadow crouched down, the air flowed gently, and she wept bitterly in the soft sound of wind chimes and the song played by the TV...... (To be continued......)