Early in the morning, in a village in Gangwon Province, Wu Jae-young, who had taken leave, came here alone.

He got up at four o'clock this morning to catch the first train.

Occasionally, early risers walk along the road, contrasting with the picturesque scenery of Gangwon-do.

But Wu Jaeyoung didn't come to see the scenery.

Crossing the familiar path, Oh Jae-young stopped in front of a somewhat dilapidated house.

Because there weren't many people moving around, the side of the house was overgrown with weeds.

Push open the dusty door and walk into the house where my grandparents once lived, the house that once carried happiness.

Frowning, Wu Jaerong choked on the air inside.

I haven't been here for two years.

Why the Day After Tomorrow?

Because he's coming here today.

Come and see his parents.

Put my father's favorite shochu and my mother's favorite acacia flower in front of my parents' grave.

Wu Zairong choked up a little.

"Mom and Dad, I haven't come to see you guys for so long." Wu Zairong pursed his lips, and he couldn't talk anymore.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me, live a good life in Seoul."

Dad was an orphan. Since he was sensible, Wu Zairong has never seen his grandparents. My grandparents also left early.

Mom and Dad don't have any siblings.

After his parents' accident, he really became an orphan.

The family has no other possessions other than the house that his father bought in Seoul through hard work.

Since that car accident in '99, he has been facing this cold and strange world alone.

From the funeral of his parents, to the purchase of daily necessities, to the competition of trainees, to his own defeat.

He has a hard heart, and although he is sad, he will move forward, and he will not be afraid to step forward despite the pain.

But every time I come back here, tears run down my face.

It's like all the grievances accumulated since the age of 12 broke through the strong defense.

Wu Zairong is always the most relaxed here, because this is home.

"I'm going to make my debut as a solo person. Mom, you know what, solo is the best trainee to do. Wu Zairong smiled: "You have to be proud of me." ”

Shochu came to Dad's grave "I'm really sorry, Dad, I can't drink with you." My son is about to make his debut, so I always have to pay attention. ”

"By the way, didn't Dad say that you should study hard and go to a good university? When I become an artist, I will be able to go to a good university. "Put the empty bottle on the ground" knows that your son is very good, no matter how difficult it is. ”

On this day, Wu Zairong stood in front of the grave for a long time.