Chapter 185 – #185. Essay
“Then I’ll see you at the meeting. Mother.”
Naeun bowed her head.
“Wait a minute.”
As if remembering something, her mother ran quickly toward her kitchen.
“It’s Minho. Let’s talk to Dad again later about the house problem.”
“Yes.”
The discussion about our future was not over until late last night.
Even after talking at such a length, the matters that could be decided right away were extremely limited.
Should it be said that choosing the date for the meeting is the only harvest?
The wedding date is yet to come.
It was undecided where he would live in the future.
“Take this.”
What her mother handed out to Naeun was a heavy paper bag.
“What it this?”
“This is the red ginseng I received as a gift the other day, but I thought it would be better to eat Naeun seeds.”
“No. Mother. I received it as a present, so please eat it, mother!”
Naeun uses both hands to dissuade her.
“Since I don’t have to have children anymore, I eat Naeun seeds that are good for my body. Minho. You also take good care of me next to Naeun.”
“Is it possible?”
A man who can go out picking strawberries even at two in the morning.
That’s me. Mother.
“Yeah… Be careful going in. I will be late.”
Mom and Dad escorted us to the entrance of the apartment and we hurried to the train station.
“What does your mother do for you?”
“Just take it. Good to eat you what.”
“Nevertheless.”
“If you’re grateful, you can do something nice later.”
After arriving at the train station by bus, we headed straight to the platform.
“If we had missed just one bus, we wouldn’t have gotten on this one, right?”
“Is that so?”
In fact, as soon as we sat down, the train departed for Seoul.
“I will send the date of the meeting to my mother tomorrow.”
“Okay. I think it would be easier for us to do it sooner rather than later.”
Since it is now April, the goal is to hold the ceremony before the end of this summer..
We talked about starting preparations in earnest as long as both families gave permission.
If there’s anything really fortunate about this whole process, it’s that both parents didn’t look at me too badly.
Of course, there may be our human nature, but it was true that the asset of 1 billion, which was increased with this coin, made a really big contribution.
If you think about it again, if you had taken 100 million won with you, by now, the parents of both families would have wrapped their foreheads and were contemplating how much they should give.
I thought it was fortunate that I had money to feed at least Naeun and the child who would soon see the light of day.
“Brother.”
“Huh?”
“I just took my laptop and went. That’s right. Heavily.”
I took my laptop with me to my parents’ house saying that I was working hard, but I couldn’t write a single word, let alone an episode, because we were talking all night.
“What can you do?”
“There is nothing wrong with my family not being interested in my brother. There were so many.”
“You didn’t do that when I went alone.”
“At that time, there was no such thing as a grandparent.”
Naeun leaned her head on my shoulder.
“…Is there still no change in the idea of writing pure love stories?”
“Well…”
My writing was no longer about earning pocket money.
I had to have a sense of work, and as a head of household, I had to be a strong support.
In that context, challenging a new genre is a significant gamble.
It wasn’t that I didn’t have one.
I thought that I could use it well enough and that there was a lot of potential.
However, it is also true that there is a very high probability that the taste will be contrary to the tastes of many readers who have read my novels in the past.
It seemed necessary to think about the genre one more time.
“Naeun.”
“Why.”
“Assuming you didn’t know me all along.”
“Brother. Surely, it’s like, ‘Since you’re pregnant, Hannah is no longer needed.’ Isn’t it?”
Hey. I’m afraid who will listen.
It was me who was more concerned about whether the people around me heard it than Naeun’s face.
“Listen to the end. Stop talking nonsense.”
“All right. What is it?”
When I tackled her in a rather serious tone, Naeun tilted her head.
“Would you have seen it if I told you I was writing my next film, Pure Love?”
“So. After completing [I Imprisoned Her], Would the reader [White Snowflake] Have seen her next work by the author [Midwinter]? Is that sound?”
“Huh. That’s correct.”
“Um… If it’s dirty, it’s unconditional.”
As expected, Snow White seemed to clearly draw a line in this situation.
“Pure love story… Pure love story… Isn’t that just literally dating?”
“Yes.”
“Is it something like pretending to dislike each other and then making eye contact and end up dating?”
“I know.”
It was the moment when I thought there was no clearer explanation than that.
Match.
Naeun strikes my thighs all of a sudden.
It wasn’t her pain, but I looked at her with her bewildered expression.
“What. Why do you hit me?”
“If you’re going to do that, just write obscene language!”
“No. I explained it well so far, what are you talking about?”
“What is that ending?”
“Anyway, it’s like the two of you happily became a couple or a couple.”
“So if you’re going to do that, you’re going to write obscene language?”
It felt like I was talking to a big wall.
Feeling my words bounce off her?
“Let’s hear why. What.”
“Brother. According to my older brother, in the end, pure love also tries to eat each other, which is the end point.”
“…Don’t insult Sunae. Hannah.”
“No. That’s right. What is it?”
“Even though it’s true that I wrote a lot of dirty talk, but that doesn’t mean you can trample on the innocence in me.”
I also enjoy watching love cartoons of all ages.
When a sweet drama comes on TV, I enjoy watching it.
The ultimate goal of dating is sex… That’s too… So…
Does that sound like the right thing…?
To be honest, I would be lying if I said that I did not expect the 19-year-old scene while following the pure love novel.
The scene where a man and a woman who share a heartfelt love come to fruition in a beautiful way.
It was unbearable even now.
“Look at that. Brother. In the end, no matter how proud a conglomerate woman or conglomerate man is, a prince or a princess, in the end, it’s not like they’re going through so much tearful suffering.”
Write…
Why would you want to agree with that statement?
“If that’s the case, she’d rather use her [Who imprisoned her] As a training assistant! If the amount of sincerity is the same and the ending is heart-wrenching, isn’t it better to have a hard time in the middle!”
Naeun.
You seem to have been overly immersed in the identity of [White Snowflake] For a while, but are you saying you will become a mother soon?
I started to worry about the children because there was a person who would not be enough to pass on the correct knowledge to their children.
“…The kids might find out someday. What did I write?”
I couldn’t come up with anything to refute, so I tried to promote a genre change using the children as an excuse.
“Haven’t I already spent too much to say?”
“I have to clear it up. I’ll keep using this until I’m a certain age.”
Right now, I’m still full-blooded, but can I continue to use this when I turn 30 or 40?
From the moment the children learned the letters, I felt like I was about to shrink.
Every day is a thriller. Just.
“To the extent that I can live on the income from old books just by writing a few more hits?”
So, become a classic of nonsense. Just this sound.
I didn’t know.
After about 100 years, my novel may be mentioned in the history of genre literature in the early 21st century.
The best novelist of the 21st century. Midwinter.
A genius who made countless readers cry.
I think it’s meaningful to leave a name for future generations in any way, but should I say that’s the case with a novelist?
No. It was quite a lot.
“Whatever. If my brother says he wants to write a pure love story, I won’t stop him.”
“What. Really?”
“Yes.”
Naeun, who knew she would oppose it while tearing it open, closed her eyes.
“It’s not a desirable way, but it’s true that my brother earned a ridiculous amount in one go.”
“Assuming he can earn 100 million a year, my brother has earned 10 years in advance.”
“My brother is 27 now, so I’ll assume he’s earning money ahead of time until he’s 37.”
“Then, it’s my subjective opinion that I can live while writing what my brother wants to write for 10 years, but…”
She stretches out her horse’s tail.
She seemed to have something more to say.
“Instead, the main character will recognize me only when he models me.”
Eh…?
“Hey. Then it’s not a novel, but an essay?”
“Then you’re telling me to watch me write 300 episodes about other delusional women than oppa and me.”
…It’s a novel.
You have to have a delusion and a girl has to appear before people see it.
If I just bring you, who will see it?
“I’ll try to refer to it. Maybe not I wrote it so verbatim that someone would be able to identify your existence.”
“What are you talking about? Brother.”
Naeun slightly lowered her waist and raised her head to look at me like a cat.
“Only you know that I am a pervert.”
Everyone. Pervert lives here!
