Chapter 89 – Chapter 89
Eun-seol left the hospital after exactly a week had passed.
Although he had not fully recovered yet, it was judged that there was no need to stay in the hospital any longer because daily life was not impossible with crutches.
Do-gyun finished all the discharge procedures and followed Eun-seol by his side and opened his mouth.
“You worked hard.”
“Yes. You suffered too.”
The answer is given with a careless nod.
In response, Do-gyun continued her words as he watched her move forward on her crutches.
“Are you really going to be okay without more?”
“Done. It’s just frustrating to stay inside.”
Saying that, she climbed into her car’s auxiliary magnet and leaned her body against the backrest, continuing her words.
“Let’s hurry. I want to go and rest.”
“Ah yes.”
Do-gyun nodded at the words he heard, loaded his luggage in the trunk, and drove home.
After about 30 minutes, Do-gyun, who returned home, opened the front door and watched Eun-seol pass by, falling into a strange feeling.
The two of them will live again in the house where they have been alone for about a month or so.
Thinking of him made me realize that she had been discharged from the hospital.
Then, thinking that the silence that had surrounded this house for the past month would finally break, I began to feel a bit more willing.
Feeling a little bit excited.
Filled with emotion, Do-gyun smiled slightly at Eun-seol and opened his mouth.
“Welcome.”
Eun-seol’s head turned to Do-gyun at the words he handed over, and Eun-seol smiled and responded to Do-gyun’s words with his unique tone.
“What are you talking about as if it were your house? This is my house.”
Flinch.
Do-gyun’s body trembled at the answer.
In any case, he was a man who did not give himself a chance to indulge in sentimentality.
When Do-gyun, feeling embarrassed, slightly narrowed his eyes, Eun-seol, who ignored him, took off his shoes and continued talking to Do-gyun.
“Eat. Hungry.”
After saying that, Do-gyun, who laughed at the sight of him heading to the living room without looking back, then took off his shoes and went in, answering that question.
“I start by organizing my luggage. Please wait a moment.”
“Yes.”
Short answer.
Oh, there was no prize.
*
Do-gyun, who was coming out of her shower after tidying up her luggage and finishing her meal, saw her sitting in her living room opening her bottle and gaping her mouth.
“No, is alcohol what you’re looking for as soon as you get out of the hospital?”
I know he likes to drink, but when I asked him that question because he thought that wasn’t the case, Eun-seol spat out the words in a non-serious tone.
“I just wish I hadn’t eaten for a month. How much longer can I put up with it?”
“A person who is not in good health… Isn’t that an alcoholic?”
I asked him to refrain from drinking, but what came back was a chill full of madness.
“Shut your mouth. Are you my mother?”
Do-gyun’s mouth was closed at the words he handed over with a slight frown.
I didn’t know what to say here because it seemed like the only thing I could do to protest was to curse my parents.
While keeping his mouth shut, Do-kyun tilted his head at the sudden thought.
‘But it doesn’t matter if I curse.’
Her mother, whom I knew, was the kind of person anyone in the world would call a villain. Moreover, since Eun-seol also showed signs of hating her mother, she had no reason not to curse at her.
That thought continued, and then a slightly strange question came to mind.
‘But should I see that lady as Eun-seol’s mother?’
Biologically, it was right that Eun-ah’s mother would also be Eun-seol’s mother, but if you go into the argument, Eun-seol is a personality separated from Eun-ah. If so, couldn’t Eun-seol’s mother be Eun-ah?
‘No, she’s a bit silly to be called a mother…’
Doesn’t mother mean the one who gave birth? She was not a planaria of any kind, and she could not call the fallen piece a child, so she could be called a mother.
‘So she doesn’t have a mother?’
A strange question suddenly popped up.
As Do-gyun’s concerns deepened, Eun-seol, who had been drinking a sip of alcohol, opened her mouth to see him.
“You’re thinking about something else, so your expression is like that.”
A question that comes to mind while thinking.
To that, Do-gyun answered in a blank voice.
“I wonder if Eun-seol doesn’t have a mother.”
Pop.
Immediately after he finished speaking, all the sounds around him stopped.
In response, Do-kyun, in a strange atmosphere, reflected on what he had just said, then turned his complexion white and cursed inwardly.
‘Fuck.’
I momentarily forgot to filter.
Do-gyun felt her spine tingle and moved her gaze to examine her expression.
What is reflected at the end of the gaze.
“Are you such a bold bastard?”
It was Eun-seol who opened her eyes and stared at me.
‘Fucked.’
Personality blasphemy that I did not know.
To that, Do-gyun hurriedly added an explanation, feeling cold sweat running down his back.
“Oh no! Listen! I’m not swearing, isn’t Eun-seol a personality that escaped from Eun-ah? Then, is Eun-seol’s mother the one who gave birth to Eun-ah, or is she Eun-ah? She was wondering whether he or she should be considered motherless! Really! Not swearing!”
Do-gyun, who had been rolling his tongue vigorously and making excuses, took a step back slightly as he finished his words.
Shall I hit you? Wouldn’t he pick up the crutches next to the sofa and throw them? Do-gyun, who had been straining her body thinking about that, lifted her head slightly at the sound of her sighing and looked at her.
What was reflected in Do-gyun’s eyes was Eun-seol, who was staring at me with a contemptuous expression on his face.
A deja vu expression.
Do-gyun, who continued to think about the feeling of deja vu, realized that he had seen that expression before.
The first time I met Eunji, he had that expression on his face as he saw me rolling on the floor and squeezing juice.
An awkward atmosphere permeates the space.
Do-gyun was swallowing dry saliva.
“Because it’s a request, just think about the shit inside.”
Her contemptuous voice was heard.
Sorry At the same time, a sense of resentment welled up.
It’s true that I didn’t speak well, but wasn’t it Eun-seol who asked me what I was thinking?
I wanted to protest something about him right away, but of course I couldn’t get it out of my mouth.
Do-gyun just closed his lips and nodded his head.
Then, Do-gyun, who was embarrassed to stand still, scratched his cheek as he approached the sofa and sat down next to her.
“Still, isn’t this a pretty philosophical question? Is there such a thing as contemplation on existence?”
When I said that, thinking that it might not be a serious conversation topic, she let out a deep sigh and answered.
“Yes, it could be. But think for yourself. I’m too damned to listen.”
A tired expression.
Only then did Do-gyun nodded his head slightly and apologized in a tone full of embarrassment.
“…Sorry.”
“If you know, shut up.”
The words of Mae-mae are shot again, and Do-gyun flinches for a moment. She sighed heavily and began to drink her drink.
One, two, three again.
It’s been a while since the number of empty glasses increased and the water level in the bottle gradually decreased.
Suddenly, the woman who had been quietly drinking her drink until the day before opened her mouth.
“If you go into the argument, Go Eun-ah’s mother is my mother. Because I am a part of Go Eun-ah.”
At her words, Do-gyun’s head bent in the direction she was standing.
Their eyes met for a moment, and right after that, Eun-seol turned her head first and continued.
“Don’t you think it’s funny to make a distinction? No matter what you say, I am Go Eun-ah’s sculpture. Everything I do and say is eventually done by Go Eun-ah.”
When I told her to shut up, she seemed to be thinking quite deeply.
Do-gyun recalled that she was a human being who never said anything honestly, and she laughed inwardly before answering her words.
“Ah, why is that?”
Her gaze turned to Do-gyun at the half-question, and Do-kyun continued to speak with her eyes facing me.
“Eun-ah is Eun-ah and Eun-seol is Eun-seol. At least for me it is.”
‘Something seems to be going on in a strange way.’ While recalling her thoughts, her complexion, which calls herself Eun-ah’s sculpture, looks dark, so Do-gyun conveyed what he thought to her.
“Well, let’s say that later the personalities are all integrated and Eun-seol disappears. When you think of the conversation I had today, you wouldn’t think of it as the conversation I had with Eun-ah, right? You will remember the conversation we had today as the one we had with Ko Eun-seol.”
It seems that something is twisted as he speaks, but Do-gyun thought so and rolled his head to speak as coherently as possible.
“Um… So that’s it. The reason I wondered who Eun-seol’s mother was earlier is because, to me, Eun-seol Ko and Eun-ah Go were separate from each other. It’s like remembering that I went to the amusement park with Eunji and that it was Eunsam who blew my coin.”
After saying that, Do-kyun made eye contact with Eun-seol, who was looking at me, and then continued talking while dropping his gaze toward the glass in her hand.
“And Eunseol too. Right now, Eun-seol thinks she is Go Eun-seol and moves, right? Then Eun-seol is not Eun-ah.”
He kept talking, but Do-gyun narrowed his eyes thinking that the words seemed strange somewhere, and continued to explain, recalling what he had heard somewhere.
Clearly, that was the word.
“What is it, I think. Highly exists. That…”
Who said it
Let’s continue to worry. Eun-seol answered.
“Descartes.”
“Oh yeah. That barn. As the nobleman said, as long as Eun-seol thinks he is Ko Eun-seol, and as long as I recognize Eun-seol as Eun-seol, Eun-seol cannot be Eun-a. Don’t I and Eun-seol distinguish Ko Eun-seol from Eun-ah?”
Do-gyun, who continued talking, remembered that the words he said this time seemed okay.
As expected, quoting a famous person was the best when talking about something that seemed relevant.
“So Eun-ah and Eun-seol are separate. Well, it’s not very far away.”
Do-kyun, who finished his words and caught his breath, looked at Eun-seol, who was staring at me.
Eyes with thick dark circles as always. It is hard to read the expression, so you have to look closely to reveal the subtle changes.
Do-gyun, who had been raising tension as he wondered if he had said something wrong with his expressionless face, sighed when he saw Eun-seol spitting out a timid smile.
Her mood eased a little, and then she filled her glass again and continued her words by raising the corners of her mouth.
“Are you comforting me?”
Words that pierce my insides at once and pass them on.
Do-gyun, who felt embarrassed by him, responded with an awkward expression on his face.
“Did you see that?”
Do-gyun thought for a moment that he might have said it too obvious, but after thinking that there was no place to be stabbed, Do-gyun continued to speak.
“I didn’t lie, though. I really think so.”
The words he said while looking straight into her eyes.
Eun-seol, who let out a laugh again, immediately opened her mouth by slightly lifting the corner of her mouth.
“A foolish bastard.”
After she said that, she started tilting her glass again, and silence overlaid her space.
Do-gyun sat with her Eun-seol at a distance enough to fit a small child between her and looked at her with her mouth shut.
It didn’t look bad.
She really was a woman with wrinkles between her brows tight when she was in a bad mood, so it seemed like she belonged to the good axis.
Was it worth the hard work?
Then, recalling the thought of not hurting her feelings, Do-gyun sat down with a sense of embarrassment and listened to the sound of the bottle and glass colliding or the sound of ice in the glass colliding.
A quiet atmosphere that lasts for a long time.
Do-gyun, who had been entrusted with the feeling of his mind sinking, spat out words as if he were spilling at another strange idea while closing his eyes.
“By the way.”
“Say.”
Do-gyun, who watched her closely at the words of permission he heard, and then convinced her that she was in a good mood, spit out the words with a playful face.
“Assuming Eun-seol is Eun-ah’s daughter. If I marry Eun-ah, will she become my daughter, Eun-seol?”
Stop.
Her hand, which was tipping her glass, stopped.
A cold look burst out, and then Eun-seol, who shed tears with her eyes filled with contempt, opened her mouth.
“Why the hell do you bother earning a beating for saying something you shouldn’t have to do?”
After she finished speaking, she put down her drink and then picked up her crutches that were leaning next to her sofa.
“You poor bastard.”
Her crutches springing all the way up as she raises her arms.
Do-gyun’s body trembled.
Following.
“Now, let’s go to sleep…”
Poo-!
The swinging crutch struck Do-gyun on the back, creating a dull noise.
