Chapter 70: The Road
PS: It's hard to write, so it's only 4K today~
After laughing twice, Yun'a, who suddenly remembered what the situation was now, suddenly drooped down her little face, pushed Ahn Jun-hyuk hard, and struggled to stand up.
Ahn Jun-hyuk didn't let go anymore.
"Let go!"
He doesn't speak. Looking at his blurred silhouette in the dim vision, tears welled up from his eyes again with a sour feeling.
"Didn't you just push me away, why do you want to hold me!" the girl questioned with a crying voice and slapped him a few times, the snow splashed, under her weak fist, Ahn Junhyuk's body remained motionless, "For what! I want to get close to you and don't let me get close, I want to go and you don't let me go, I stick to you all day long, you let me stick, I sneak away and you let me run away without asking, I can't help but want to come back, you let me come back to you, but if you leave...... oppa, what do you want me to do...... Why don't you speak!"
The wind whistling from the other side of the path had weakened somewhat, and the snowflakes no longer danced in a messy trajectory, falling gently, and the girl's suppressed cries swirled over the path shrouded in darkness.
"For what...... You've been like this since the beginning, always don't say anything, don't say anything, you tell me, what are you doing!!"
In the midst of the lingering sound, the thumping fist stopped limply on his chest, loosened, and wrinkled his clothes, and the snow piled up. The forehead pressed against his chest, and tears ran down his cheeks, then as cold as snow.
He still didn't speak, just let her beat him. Let her cry, let her sobs against his chest as if she had lost her strength.
It wasn't until Yun'er cried for a while, vented her grievances, and wanted to raise her head that she found out that he was hugging her!
It was very tight, and he took her whole body into his arms, and let her cling to this wide and warm embrace, the faint wind was blocked by his back, and the snow had fallen all over his shoulders and arms. It was so familiar that even her subconscious and instinct could not resist the feeling of vigilance. At this time, I felt tears in my eyes, and my heart hurt as if it was torn, but there was a sour feeling like a sweet breath was brewing.
There are always people who try to say that love is full of flavor, but it is complex and changeable. Like the paradox of time and space, it is full of countless possibilities.
I remembered the late spring of that year. If she hadn't rushed into his arms that day. If she hadn't seen the video of Xiuying's sister's funny birthday wishes, if there were no beginnings, these would have staggered in time. They may not know each other at all, or they may just nod their heads faintly.
If it weren't for these, there would be no struggle and pain later, and there would be no loneliness and silence where she sat in the snow today, holding her shoulders and falling frosty.
“…… oppa……”
With a crying murmur in his voice, he grabbed his hands at the hem of his shirt, and quietly let go of them at some point, and his small hands wrapped around the fat sleeves of his down jacket, from his chest to his back, tears flowed, and his face was as white as snow in the faint light reflected by the snow, gently pressed against his chest, closed his eyes, and another line of tears slipped down.
In the tears, a pair of big hands suddenly held her little head, and the halo floating above the city was imprinted in the field of vision, and a few pieces of coldness fell on her face, but the next moment, all this was covered again, she opened her hazy tears wide, watched his shadow approach, and pressed down.
A faint whirlwind sucked the snow particles and blew in the direction of the north winding from the path, the snow danced and fell, and countless ice crystals pounced on Ahn Joon-hyuk's back, brushing his short hair, and the frost spread on the deep black color, reflecting the scattered white.
"I'm sorry ......"
In the white mist of breathing, the sound of the wind sent away his low, but gentle whisper, the whirlwind flew by, the short hair was messed up for a moment, and surrounded by the faint reflection on the snow, he kissed her on the lips.
Click
The flashlight fell from the girl's pocket, which had stiffened suddenly, and lightly hit her knee, and the light lit up, and the pillar of light that swept into the night sky tumbled to the ground, and the snow was crystal clear, and a pure white halo enveloped the shadow of their kiss.
The snowflakes were fluttering, and her eyelashes, which were still hanging teardrops, trembled in the light, stunned, surprised, joyful, happy...... All kinds of complicated eyes were reflected in crystal tears, when she finally felt his kiss with great certainty, from the flap of his lips that touched his burning heat, with great certainty to feel his gradually disordered breathing, and the tenderness that pushed her tense teeth and guided the tip of her tongue.
Tears slipped down, but it was no longer pain and bitterness, and the chest was filled with sweetness like honey.
She tightened her arms around his back, hard, hard, as if she was afraid that if she relaxed a little, it would all be gone.
For a long time, the lips parted.
Yuna gasped heavily, his forehead against hers, his breathing just as chaotic and rapid in the cold breeze.
A long silence followed.
But she didn't feel depressed, she couldn't even feel the cold of the wind and snow blowing on her body anymore, she just quietly leaned sideways against his chest and listened to his heartbeat.
After a long time, his low voice sounded in her ears: "Let's go back!"
"Hmmm......"
Agreed, Yun'er got up, the two returned to the car, took out the big bags and small bags she brought, locked the car door again, and before getting back on the road, Yun'er looked back at the BMW that had made a crazy scream before, and then didn't move, and asked, "Oppa, do you want to go and see?"
"No, this is the city center, not the wilderness. ”
"Hmm!"
The girl nodded, tightened the backpack on her back, followed him, took a cloth bag from his hand, handed it to her right hand, and then held his palm with her slender and slender left hand.
In the BMW, Ha Ji Won was stunned.
was so close, the details of the previous scene were seen and heard by her without any hindrance, and she saw Ahn Joon-hyuk going to pull the girl. I also heard the girl crying, although I still don't understand it, but ...... Things don't seem to be as simple as she thought before, Ahn Junhyuk takes care of the mistress, or the mistress seduces the third and other urban bloody dramas.
There seems to be a lot of stories between them!
She is a person who has come over, she can feel the pain of the girl's crying, she can also feel the struggle in Ahn Junhyuk's silence, and she can feel it even more when they hug each other and kiss after the most abrupt time. There seems to be a kind of relaxation and venting that breaks through everything. But when the passion faded, a certain repression seemed to envelop the past.
They...... What's the story?
Sighing, he glanced at the reversing mirror again, and Ha Ji Won's expression froze suddenly. Not far behind the car, on the snow where two people were supposed to be sitting. At this time, only a messy trace remained.
When did people leave?
Ha Ji Won hurriedly jumped out of the car. A few steps deep and shallow, the view was empty, except for the Maserati parked on the side of the road. A flashlight fell on the ground, and the light of the flashlight reflected in the snow, and the faint blue of the dark night fell in the eyes.
"These two immoral fellows!" Ha Ji Won gritted her teeth and was about to curse two sentences, when the sound of the wind passed through the woods on the other side of the path, whirring, and she suddenly shuddered.
Woods...... Mountain...... On the other side of the hill is the cemetery......
In a moment, on this path that was no longer empty, her trembling voice sounded and almost cry: "Junhyuk, where are you...... Wait for me, don't leave me here alone!"
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Ahn Joon-hyuk glanced back.
Yun'er, who was holding his hand, immediately felt it, and raised her head suspiciously: "Oppa?"
Waving his hand, Ahn Jun-hyuk listened for a while, and then shook his head: "I just heard someone calling me, probably I heard it wrong!"
"Oh!"
The two continued on their way, and by this time the snow was already very deep, and the two of them trudged with difficulty, each step required a lot of effort, and there was little room to speak. I walked in silence for an unknown amount of time, and at the end of the snowy road in my sight, there was finally a bright light on the road.
Yuna, who was out of breath and followed Ahn Joon-hyuk, cheered, and then mustered up all her strength, stumbled, and ran over with her backpack bumping behind her.
Ahn Jun-hyuk, who was left behind, couldn't help but look at her bloated figure wrapped in a down jacket, bouncing around in the snow like a huge rabbit.
Both Yuna and Ahn Junhyuk thought that they should be able to get a car when they got on the road, but in fact, both of them underestimated the inconvenience caused by today's blizzard, so they finally walked out of the small road and stood on the side of the road for more than ten minutes, and none of the cars stopped.
After waiting for a while, seeing that the time was getting later and later, the two had to follow Ahn Jun-hyuk's worst-case scenario before and walk back along this Olympic road.
The Olympic Highway is built on the south side of the Han River embankment, if it is a hot summer, these continuous river embankment squares, I am afraid it will be the most lively place in the whole of Seoul, but now the snow is falling, and there are few people wandering along the river in the past.
This kind of weather is really an ordeal for Yun'er, although she usually always shows off her strength, but in the end she is still a girl, she doesn't have the strong physical strength of a boy, and most of the time she has to stop and rest after walking for ten minutes, but in this way, the already slow walking speed will inevitably drop again, and after reaching the most, every time she has to rest, Ahn Junhyuk will carry her.
"Now, oppa!"
The manic river wind blew violently from the left hand, a thermos cup was handed to his mouth from behind, the coffee was steaming and fragrant, Ahn Junhyuk was fed by her and drank a few sips, the girl tightened the lid and put it away, and took out high-calorie candies such as chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth.
It was not the first time that this kind of thing had been done in the long journey that left a long trail behind her, and Yuna was extremely glad that she wanted to have some romance and deliberately brewed coffee at the convenience store, otherwise she couldn't imagine what Ahn Junhyuk would be blown by the cold wind at this time.
After feeding the chocolate, Yuna pulled up the loose hood of her down jacket again, leaned forward and pressed her head against his left cheek to block the wind blowing from there.
"You don't have to help me stop it. ”
"I like it!"
Every time Ahn Joon-hyuk tried to persuade, but every time Yun'er answered, he could only smile helplessly, the simplest but most irrefutable reason.
The long road is constantly shortening with the progress under his feet, and when the Banpo Bridge is in sight, it is not just the first time that Yoona has been carried on his back by Ahn Junhyuk, looking at the familiar Cheongdam-dong in the distance, and suddenly exclaimed: "Oppa." ”
"Huh?"
"Does OPPA love me?"
"......" he did not answer.
Yun'er didn't seem to think about getting his answer, paused, and said to herself: "I love OPPA very much, when I was at the gas station before, I heard the aunt of the convenience store tell a story that was not very good, and the aunt said that love may come from impulse, which sounded very reasonable at the time, but later I felt that that truth is not applicable to everyone, for example, I love OPPA, it is not impulsive!"
Ahn Joon-hyuk's pace slowed down and he listened to her quietly.
"Actually...... I've been like OPPA for a long time, and I should have been around the same time as Sister Xiujing...... But if you want to talk about love, oppa still remember that time when we went out to play together, I had a high fever, and you carried me to the hospital?"
"Hmmm......"
"That day, in fact, I woke up a few times, and I saw a lot of things, and I saw OPPA getting wet in order to help me cover from the rain, and ...... Even if I fall, protect me tightly......"
His cheeks were a little wet, and there were little droplets of cold water, which were blown onto his face by the fierce wind. The girl's voice choked for a moment, then sniffed and regained her spirits.
"I wonder if anyone in the road has ever said to oppa that you are too gentle with girls......? That kind of thing happens to a girl, even if the girl's heart is made of iron, it will melt. Although I didn't understand a lot of the truth at that time, I also understood that there would never be another boy who would be so good to me, or that even if I fell in love with another boy in the future, I would definitely involuntarily compare OPPA with him...... But how many boys can do what you do?"
"On the night I was hospitalized, I stayed with Sister Taeyeon, and I said to Sister Taeyeon, I'm in love...... But then I realized that I was actually out of love that night......"
His face seemed to be numb by the wind, and listening to her somewhat sad words, Ahn Junhyuk didn't know how to react.
Of course, he won't forget that that night, he and Xiujing confirmed their relationship!
The girl lying on his back, her pale face was already covered with tears, but she took a few deep breaths and continued: "...... In the past two years, I have always wanted to take you back from Sister Xiujing...... It's made you angry many times, and I know it's not right to do that, but I'm ...... oppa, I really can't help but think about it...... It's just a day...... It's just a day of slowing down, and the person I love has become someone else's boyfriend......"
In the mournful sobbing, the city, everything is drowning in wind and snow, the traces of frost crawling all over the earth, crawling all over the buildings, the cold indifferently rules every inch of space under the night, and the traces of people are gone.
The long road stretched out under their feet, the snow fluttered, the streetlights were lonely, shuttling in the hazy halo, and their overlapping shadows were projected in front of them and dragged behind them. (To be continued......)