Chapter 197 – Overpainting Memories (4)
Seo Joo-hwan looked at the sky with a sudden feeling of glare. In no time, the dark clouds had cleared and the sky was clear. Soon, warm sunlight came through the clouds and settled all over the cemetery. The tombstone of Jeong Seon-ae was also brightly illuminated by the sunlight.
Seo Joo-hwan suddenly laughed and made a joke.
“I think your mother allowed it too?”
Jeong Ha-yeon immediately shouted.
“What are you saying, you crazy bastard!”
“Look at the weather. All the dark clouds have dissipated. This is a blessing.”
“No, what are all these idiots?”
She was Jeong Ha-yeon, who seemed absurd, but when she looked at her with a real smile, she too immediately burst into laughter. She was, of course, laughing out of embarrassment, but the important thing was that she laughed anyway.
“Do you have anything else to say to your mother?”
“… I had it, but I forgot it because of you.”
“Then shall we go down?”
“Ha. Okay. Stay here any longer and I’ll jump out of my mother’s grave.”
It was a gaze that seemed to say that I was going to kill you. Seo Joo-hwan could no longer joke at the ferocious glare and laughed awkwardly. He declared in front of his mother her, who had lived a lonely life because of his affair her, that he would keep her daughter her in a similar, or perhaps even more, form her by his side her, so that he was bound to weep even in the underworld.
But what was really funny was Jeong Ha-yeon’s behavior. She cursed at Seo Joo-hwan, calling him a madman or an idiot, but in the end, she only grumbled and didn’t say anything negative. Of course, there are no positive words. But she still wiggled her hands in her clasped hands of her, which told her that she was already too lazy to come to her senses of her.
She was on her way down with her hands clasped like that. She untied her hand her, which Jung Ha-yeon hurriedly grasped, and she looked in front of her with a surprised face.
“Father…?”
When she followed Jeong Ha-yeon and turned her gaze, there was a man whose eyes were trembling as if he was quite embarrassed.
A face that is not familiar for some reason.
Seo Joo-hwan soon realized where he had seen the man.
‘I saw you at the funeral… He must have been Ha-yeon’s father.’
To be precise, I saw it in Jeong Ha-yeon’s dream, which I entered through ‘Interconnection Dream’. Although she looked a bit older than in the dream, she was sure to be the same person.
“Long-time… That’s it.”
“… Hello.”
Her father and daughter greeted each other with the utmost awkwardness.
Right after that, there was a heavy silence.
It was Seo Ju-hwan who broke the stuffy silence and spoke first. Still, he was my friend’s father, so I thought it was polite to greet him no matter what the circumstances. In a more honest way, he wanted to quickly say hello and leave.
“Hello, father. Ha-yeon’s friend, Seo Joo-hwan-ip…”
“Why am I your father?”
“… Yes?”
The man, Lee Ju-cheol, glared at Seo Joo-hwan with a disapproving look.
He knew Seo Joo-hwan. He, of course, was the first to see him in person, but after hearing from his son Lee Seok-chan that Jung Ha-yeon had a boyfriend, he sought out information about him.
‘Looking at it in real life, he looks slimmer.’
I don’t like it. The thought that he had seduced his daughter her with this swallow-like face came up from the heart of disapproval.
In fact, Seo Joo-hwan’s appearance was more like a manly upright appearance than a swallow. I don’t know his personality his, but the atmosphere felt in his appearance his was like that. However, Lee Ju-chul looked different just because he was his daughter’s boyfriend.
“Then how should I call you…….”
“Don’t call me.”
Seo Joo-hwan smiled awkwardly at the resolute immediate answer and scratched the corners of his eyes. For some reason, I seemed to hate him right away when I first met him. Did he ever see you holding hands?
As he stayed still, Jeong Ha-yeon, who had been silent, stepped forward.
“What are you doing to the person you are greeting?”
Seeing her daughter’s eyes her, Lee Joo-cheol cleared his throat.
“Hmm. It’s not like that, it’s because it would be uncomfortable to talk to me for no reason.”
“Speaking like that, of course, makes me more uncomfortable.”
Jeong Han-yeon’s voice was low and calm. But rather than raising her voice of her, she gave a much chilled feeling.
Recognizing his mistake, Lee Ju-cheol looked back at Seo Ju-hwan with a puzzled face.
“Was it uncomfortable?”
It’s a look that asks for help.
Seo Joo-hwan smiled and shook his head.
“No. It’s okay, Father.”
“… I am uncomfortable with the name father. I’d rather just call you Uncle.”
“Haha…….”
After an awkward laugh, the words were cut off again. It was at the time when I thought that we couldn’t go our separate ways.
Jeong Ha-yeon glanced at Lee Joo-chul’s hand and said. In his hand he was a bouquet of flowers.
“Why are you here?”
“… To see Seon-ae.”
“Under. Are you coming now?”
Jeong Ha-yeon snorted as if she was dumbfounded. What kind of wind blew a person who didn’t even come to the funeral to come after 8 years?
Over time, she figured out her father’s situation her, but it was only the realm of her reason her, not the understanding of her feelings her.
She pointed to Lee Joo-cheol’s hand with a hint of bitterness and accusation.
“Even if you bought it, you bought it with flowers that my mother hates.”
“…….”
“What were you thinking when you bought the acacia?”
The flower language of acacia is hidden love.
Does offering such a flower to the grave mean that you are grateful for hiding it until you die? Or, is it an accusation that she didn’t hide it until the end?
Jeong Ha-yeon thought that it was not meant that way, but she was sarcastic because her father her, who was trying to change her attitude her with Jee-je, was savage.
“Did you buy it knowing the flower language of acacia?”
“… Wow.”
“Yes?”
Lee Ju-chul looked down at the flowers with longing eyes.
“It means elegant. Noble and dignified beauty. It is a flower that Seon-ae said she lacked, and that she liked.”
“…….”
“I know what you are thinking. I didn’t buy it in a strange way. Maybe you don’t know the meaning of the flower that the woman you love liked.”
The way she spoke with a bitter smile showed her affection for the dead woman.
Jeong Ha-yeon glered at her father with a reddened face. She never thought her mother her would like Acacia. She used to say that it is unlucky to stand out, so she has only thought of it as a flower she hates.
Lee Joo-cheol looked at Jeong Ha-yeon’s expression of her and added.
“I think it was because of me that Sun-ae said she hates Acacia. I should think of another flower.”
“… Since when have you been here?”
“From the beginning. Ha-yeon came a little late on purpose because I thought you wouldn’t want to see me.”
“…….”
Jung Ha-yeon follows Lee Joo-cheol into the house after her mother her died. It was there that she met her stepmother and met her half-brothers her, including Lee Seok-chan.
But she said her new home her was not going to be a place where she could relax. Her grief her over the loss of her mother and her guilt her, which was no fault of hers, held her breath except for what was necessary. She was only exchanging formal talks with her father her, of course.
“You two haven’t had a chance to talk. Ha Yeon-ah, if it’s okay with you…….”
So I didn’t know
For Jung Ha-yeon, Lee Joo-cheol was just the person who abandoned her mother her, the one who didn’t even come to her funeral her. He thought that bringing him into the house was also an act to ease his feelings of guilt her. No, he wanted to think.
However, it was she who thought and cut her own way to make her feel comfortable. Lee Joo-chul said he loved her mother her, Jeong Seon-ae. He was also saying that he had taken care of the date from the beginning.
Jung Ha-yeon glared at Lee Ju-cheol with her biting and young eyes as if she couldn’t admit it.
“Lie.”
“…….”
“So, then why didn’t you come to your mother’s funeral? You never came until the end!”
“That…”
Lee Joo-cheol opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn’t answer and was silent. At that time, he was indecisive, thinking of the death of the woman he loved, the daughter he did not even know existed, and the family he had already formed.
Such indecisiveness hurt Jeong Ha-yeon as well as her current wife and her children her. Anything he said was just an excuse.
“… I’ll go.”
Jeong Ha-yeon said quietly and turned her body around to make her go down the stairs.
He reached out to see her back her, but Lee Ju-cheol couldn’t bear to grab her daughter her.
Then a voice came from the side.
“Father. No, should I call you Mister?”
“…….”
“I will greet you again. Ha-yeon’s friend is Seo Joo-hwan.”
“… I heard it and know it.”
“To Seokchan?”
Lee Joo-cheol’s eyes widened. It’s not like he just inferred from the conversation a little while ago. Did you even hear such a story from Jeong Ha-yeon?
Her daughter’s friend tells him who she is absent-minded.
“Don’t worry too much Hayeon. Now, even so, the child has become very nice. After a while, she might think she’s rather lucky.”
“Relief?”
“You mean he loved his mother his.”
“…….”
Seo Joo-hwan added with a grin.
“By the way, Ha-yeon likes tulips. Then.”
Seo Joo-hwan gives a small bow and turns around. Lee Joo-chul, who suddenly came to his senses, said.
“Did you say your name was Seo Joo-hwan?”
“Yes? Oh, that’s right.”
“I heard that she is dating Ha-yeon…….”
“…….”
Seo Joo-hwan only scratched the corners of his eyes. It seems that Seok-chan informed him, but she didn’t seem to have said that she broke up after that. How should I answer this?
While he was thinking about it, Lee Joo-cheol asked again.
“Hayeon… Do you like it a lot?”
Oh, I’d rather have a question like this.
Seo Joo-hwan nodded his head without hesitation.
“Yes. I like.”
I didn’t lie.
*
Even after coming down to the entrance, Jeong Ha-yeon was nowhere to be seen. He panics and calls and says it is in front of the car. It seemed he couldn’t get in because he didn’t have a key.
‘The man asked if he liked it.’
When I answered, he immediately shouted, ‘But not my daughter!’ Even so, seeing him say thank you for being close to him made it seem like he wasn’t in his right mind right now.
Arriving at the parking lot, he found Jeong Ha-yeon squatting. She sighed and went over and stroked her drooping hair.
“Ha Yeon-ah, get on.”
“Yes…”
“Let’s go for a drive to change the mood.”
“… A novice driver?”
“Ugh. Do you have the strength left? Didn’t you see me driving earlier?”
“Silly.”
“Why are you suddenly stupid?”
“Dummy! Pup!”
“Hey, am I hurt?”
As he said that, Jeong Ha-yeon gladed at him as if to kill him. She immediately rolled her eyes and said.
“Aren’t I supposed to be hurt? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t date or get married, but would keep it next to you and eat it?”
Seo Ju-hwan opened his mouth wide. What is he saying now?
“Mmm, crazy. When did I say that?”
“What is different?”
“…….”
Then I have nothing else to say.
Seo Joo-hwan hurriedly hugged Jung Ha-yeon and said.
“I love you.”
“Hey, you trash bastard!”
“Yes, I love you.”
“… Pup. A real piece of trash…….”
Jung Ha-yeon mumbled her swear words endlessly, and she hugged him face-to-face. And Seo Joo-hwan thought as he patted the back of the girl he had been holding for a long time.
‘You’ve steadily taken one step closer to trash today.’
I don’t know if it can still be recycled.
