Chapter 222 – The Twins Make Love.
Unlike Seho, Sehwa had a calm personality despite being a child.
He didn’t tend to be overly emotional, and he only did what was necessary.
Sehwa did not like change that much.
She hated changing classes every time it was a new year, and hated the increasing number of new subjects she had to study.
The feeling that someone is destroying one’s environment that one has painstakingly created.
That’s why Sehwa loved her family very much.
An easy-going and good-natured father.
A caring and caring mother.
Se-ho is a troublemaker but has a lot of affection.
For a long time, they were like supporters that kept Sehwa’s side with a consistent attitude and were a place of rest for her mind.
But…
“Baek Soo-jin…”
After this child came into Se-ho’s eyes, Se-ho began to hide many things from himself.
Seho was a child no different from boys his age.
She could see what was on her mind, and she wasn’t that different from the outside.
That’s why Sae-hwa thought she could keep Se-ho inside her cage, and she thought that it didn’t matter what she did as long as she was within that range.
“…Hmm.”
Sae-hwa, who pulled the light pink blanket up to her head, remembered Su-jin, whom she met during the day.
She was always a kid who only wore jeans and achromatic clothes…
Sujin was stamping her feet in front of her class in her bright yellow dress.
Sehwa knew what kind of face it was.
It was no different from the way many boys looked at him.
“As expected… Do you like it…”
Saehwa closed her eyes as she gripped the blanket with her tiny fingers.
Saehwa made a vow in her heart that if she ever tried to threaten the peace of our family, she would never let her go.
* * *
Sujin couldn’t have imagined that she would have to wait for lunch like this every day.
The reasons why the children waited for lunch were various.
Children who love soccer.
Children who like to chat in the classroom.
Children who enjoy stopping by the library and reading books.
Su-jin was originally a child without much thought, but after she met Se-ho, she only looked at her lunch break all day, and she went about her day.
Sujin’s outfit today is a white shirt and light pink skirt.
She was Seho who said she liked skirts.
Sujin, who thought the outfit matched Seho’s taste, couldn’t help but be drenched in anticipation that she might be able to receive a new sticker.
“Soojin!”
The top floor of the emergency stairs that we decided to meet every lunch.
Hearing Seho’s voice, Sujin smiled brightly.
“Seho!”
“What. Are you here too early?”
…I want to see you.
The word was all the way up her throat, but the shy girl just nodded her head.
Reaching the floor where her Sujin is, Seho scanned her Sujin up and down.
At first, I thought this gaze was burdensome and a bit reluctant, but after this process, the compliments I received from Seho were so sweet.
Sujin calmly waits for Seho’s reaction like an audition program.
Soon, Seho opened his mouth.
“Would you like to come a little closer?”
As Seho beckoned, Sujin took two steps closer to him.
Seho stretches his arms over his shoulders.
What…? Do you want to hug…?
His heart trembled so much that Sujin tightly closed his eyes.
Unfortunately, what she hoped for did not become reality.
“Ah?”
Sujin opened her eyes with a strange noise because of her hand that was slightly raised on her foreign part.
“I like this.”
What Seho grabbed was Sujin’s hair.
Seho grabbed Sujin’s long, straight hair to make it look like bobbed hair, and nodded her head over and over again.
“Do you think short hair is prettier? Sujin?”
It wasn’t a hug, but rather a disappointed Sujin, but she still had to listen carefully to Seho’s reaction.
“Short hair?”
“Huh! You look so pretty now.”
Su-jin knew that if she did as Se-ho said, she would be praised by him, but when it came to cutting her hair, she felt a great rejection.
“But I… Have never had a bobbed hair in my life?”
It has been this style ever since I was little.
I often thought that my current hair style was the one that best suited me.
So Sujin had no intention of changing her hair style now.
“Oh yeah?”
Through.
Seho let her hair down and gave a slightly uninterested look.
“Then what? I can’t help it.”
Se-ho thought that if her Su-jin rejected her words, she would just let her do it.
I couldn’t force her to cut her hair, and she taught me how to be pretty, but if I refused, she thought it would be Sujin’s loss.
“I was going to give you a sticker when you said you were going to cut your hair…”
What Seho took out from his pocket was a sticker with a number on it.
As soon as Sujin looked at Seho’s palm, she gulped down her saliva.
“That… You’re going to give it to me? If I cut my hair…?”
It wasn’t just a sticker.
A sticker with the number 5 written on it.
How many steps does this mean?
“Huh. Did you mean to?”
Actually, it wasn’t a sticker prepared for a hairstyle change from the beginning.
I just put a condition on what I wanted to give because I like Sujin.
Seho, who didn’t know what cutting her hair that she had been growing up meant to her, didn’t even realize that he was putting her to the test now.
“Ah… Uh…”
It was a sticker that wouldn’t even cost 100 won per one.
A sticker with only numbers that aren’t that pretty.
However, the meaning contained in it had incomparable value to Sujin now.
“That… Then, is it possible for a 4?”
Cutting your hair means making a big decision.
Of course, 5 was an unconventional proposal, but Sujin thought that 4 would be profitable.
“4… Uhm… 4 seems too high…”
Seho hesitates.
In fact, rather than thinking that 4 is high, if you give away 4, there is only 3 left!
Since I gave 1 to my mother and 2 to Sae-hwa, it was difficult to seduce Se-hwa with stickers anymore.
Seho, who shook his head with his arms crossed, made a decision.
“I’ll tell you that it’s 5, but my heart is getting closer to 4!”
It’s a girl I’m close to anyway. Since there was no one but Sujin, she was 4th and 5th, so what does that matter?
“So you’re saying you can give me a 4?”
Seho’s 4th closest girl…!
Sujin’s eyes shone with anticipation, as if at this speed, even 2 or 1 would be possible.
“Huh! If you listen carefully after that, you will get a 4. You become a more special person!”
“Someone special…”
Sujin clenched her fists at those words.
“Okay. It’s Seho.”
Sujin Baek. 10 years old.
She was a girl who was prepared to lay down precious things for Seho.
“Promise. You must protect it.”
“Huh!”
As Seho smiled brightly and put her sticker on the back of her hand, Sujin felt her heart fill up.
* * *
“Hmm… Should I do something this week…”
Naeun, who opened her refrigerator, scanned her insides, rolling her eyes up and down.
“Why. Have you run out of food already?”
Minho lies on the sofa and watches her TV with her arms crossed.
Minho gave off the impression of a middle-aged man no matter who looked at him.
“No. There is, but it seems like the kids haven’t been doing a lot of delicious food lately.”
“It’s something delicious to meet.”
There were days when the menu was simple, but there was never a day when the food was tasteless.
Even when she was dating, she was good at cooking, but now she is a housewife for 10 years.
Minho was always coaxing Naeun into opening a restaurant for her when she became a grandmother.
“I need to make pork cutlet later. I’m going to the market, do you want to go too?”
“Uh. So what?”
Minho, who was wearing shorts while running, stood up.
“Brother. Do you really know what an uncle is like right now?”
At this point, it has been two days since I shaved my beard.
Na-eun said that she was an Amman husband, but she said that she had too strong uncle power.
“I have two kids, so I’m the uncle. Then.”
When Minho, wearing her T-shirt and taking care of her car keys, left the front door, Naeun followed her and got into her car.
“I think it’s fortunate that Seho is quiet these days.”
“Still, the phone doesn’t come through, do you?”
Since she often received phone calls from school, Naeun felt like she was hearing the voice of her child’s homeroom teacher more often than her mother.
“Yes. Is that Sujin? There’s a kid who said Seho is pretty, right?”
“Uh.”
“He’s been quiet since I started playing with him.”
“Okay? After all, a man should meet a woman well.”
Minho often imagined how Minho would have been living by now if he hadn’t met Naeun.
Maybe she’s not married now, or maybe she’s living a life of being exploited and exploited by some unknown woman.
One thing was certain, Minho could be sure that the probability of meeting someone who would support him in writing a novel this far was almost zero.
“Well, there’s no woman like me.”
When Naeun smiled happily, Minho nodded.
“Still, I wish Seho would bring a normal wife.”
“Wow… Brother. Are you saying that you made a mistake marrying me?”
“No no. It’s not like that, but if your daughter-in-law is someone like you…”
Minho paused for a moment.
“I just have to close my eyes. What.”
Also, the father did not know her son.
