Chapter 230 – The Twins Make Love.
“Brother.”
Minho, who was walking around the living room in shorts while running, was filled with thoughts about the work he is currently writing.
It has been 10 years since the writing of the map.
Although he was familiar with patterns and developments that readers would like, he was a veteran, but the word self-replication was very bothersome to Minho.
“Why.”
“The real Seho, the more I look at him, the more I think he resembles an older brother.”
“Then my son resembles me and who does he resemble?”
A child turned over in the hospital. Aren’t there too many stories about rich family illegitimate children and so on appearing in a fictional world?
“Doesn’t that mean it’s good?”
“So you’re saying that you don’t like being like me?”
Minho frowned at his wife who threw a stone at him and spoke back.
“Yes. Not good.”
“What are you talking about?”
Seeing Naeun say this, Minho thought that something had happened.
“Why does Sujin know? The kid who said he liked Seho.”
“Ah. That pretty kid?”
“Yes. Well, Seho took him…”
The more Naeun brought up the story of her son’s turbulent assistant training, the more Minho kept clicking his tongue in vain.
“So. To sum it up, our Seho gaslighted a pretty girl of the same age. Is this?”
“That’s it.”
“Huh… He’s talented… Gonom…”
Her mother gave birth to a handsome boy, and she is doing that.
Is not it? Is she doing that because she gave birth to such a handsome person?
In Minho’s opinion, what Seho did was not an ugly kid. At least, it seemed that there would be no soup if it was done by a normal-looking child.
I think he just threw the sticker away saying, “You should take it with you.”
Anyway, when he was young, he did things he couldn’t even dream of, and Minho felt strange about his son.
“What is talent? Talent.”
“Why. Jin-seong liked you too.”
The wife’s favorite character in Minho’s novel. Jinsung Lee.
It was also a fictional character that helped the couple to date, and it was also a character that reflected Minho’s shady ego.
“It is a fantasy. This is reality.”
“So, who is going to give birth to such a handsome man?”
“Ah. Don’t be kidding me brother. A little. Because I am serious.”
When Na Na-eun was sincere and annoyed, Min-ho intuited that now was not the time to joke.
“No. But didn’t Naeun send you to school because you talked about it well?”
“I don’t know. First of all, I went to Sujin and told her honestly to tell me that she really likes you the best.”
“Seho says he likes him?”
If Na-eun forced her to say that even though she didn’t like it, that would be a catastrophe.
“Of course. Did I send it without checking that too?”
“No way. What. That’s it.”
How come men are so careless when it comes to their children?
Naeun was taken aback by Minho’s attitude, as if he were crossing the river.
“Your brother must go to the parent meeting instead of me next time.”
“Why. Are you busy then?”
“I have to go and try to get steamed with a cushion of thorns. You are.”
When Naeun booed, Minho went and sat next to Naeun with a shy face.
“Then next time, let’s go together.”
“No. You go alone This is punishment.”
It took a while to punish the indifferent Minho.
Naeun wiped her face dry again and touched her forehead.
“Anyway, I’m worried about what to explain to the child.”
Naeun, who is in charge of the children’s education, was not infrequently troublesome.
To say that you shouldn’t simply try to seduce others with things, it was because Sujin had a crush on Seho.
“Can I talk to you man to man?”
As Minho pressed his chest and threatened him, Naeun slapped him on the thigh.
“Why do you trust your brother and send him away?”
“Hey. I’m dad! If you’re a father, don’t you have that much authority?”
“So. What are you going to tell him about how to deal with women?”
Unfortunately, Minho’s only romantic partner is Naeun.
Although he succeeded in creating countless popular heroines, there was only one woman in real life that Minho managed to seduce.
And Minho thought that it was more accurate to say that it happened by accident rather than saying that he even seduced him.
“Well, of course, be nice and treat me like I do to your mother.”
“Stop. I don’t think even listening to it will be of any help, so stop.”
It was something I always felt, but there was no middle ground for Minho.
Water or fire.
Black or white.
How many times have you been embarrassed by this man who doesn’t know the middle?
It is said that men do not grow old even when they grow old, but it was a phrase that suited Minho perfectly.
Recently, when I woke up at dawn because I couldn’t sleep, I was caught playing games secretly in the studio alone.
There were two sons in the house.
Two sons
“Why. Didn’t you just want to grow up to be a nice guy?”
“But I really don’t like Seho becoming Hogu.”
The best thing was to just grow up properly, but Naeun had no intention of raising her child as a boy who was only swayed around by girls.
“So what are you thinking about?”
“Haa… First of all, I’m going to come home today and listen to the reaction of a girl named Sujin and think about it.”
If he moved on with what he had talked about, there wouldn’t be much of a problem with the reconciliation itself.
Perhaps misunderstandings would be resolved with a high probability, and there would be no uncomfortable place to meet Sujin’s mother in person.
“Looking at that, Sehwa is very calm compared to Seho. Right?”
“I don’t know either. Because I knew today that Seho was like this.”
Although she answered like this, Naeun also relied on Sehwa much more than Seho.
“I’ll ask first when I bring you home later.”
“It looks like he wants to keep something secret from Sehwa, but why don’t you ask after you get home?”
“What. I will report on the condition of the children.”
When Minho, who had kissed Naeun’s forehead, dragged her slippers out of her front door, Naeun let out a deep sigh.
* * *
“Yeah. Son. Are you in a good mood today?”
“That’s right. Hehe”
Seho is the type to show emotions on his face.
A smile spread across my son’s face as I checked in the rearview mirror.
“Have you ever played with a pretty girl?
“No.”
It’s not a word, but the corner of the mouth wheezes.
It seemed that the son had succeeded in turning the heart of the beautiful girl safely.
“Sehwa, how was school today?”
“It was good.”
Ever since Saehwa started school, Minho seemed to ask this question every day, but she never once said that her daughter was not interesting or that she didn’t like it.
“Isn’t studying difficult?”
“Hmm… I don’t know much about science.”
“Sorry. Even Dad doesn’t know that.”
If he had been born in the Joseon Dynasty, Minho would have been a literary man no matter how many times he was reborn.
“Hey. How difficult is science!”
On the other hand, Se-ho scratches Se-hwa without fail.
“You don’t even know it’s difficult because you don’t study properly.”
“Mr. Lee… Did you do well?”
In fact, Seho, who had been scribbling and playing again during class, denied it with a louder voice because his dad was listening.
“Now. Come in and go Do you remember going to grandma and grandpa’s house tomorrow?”
“Yes!”
“Yes~”
Naeun welcomed the children as soon as they returned and immediately took Seho to the living room.
“It’s Seho.”
“Huh.”
“Did you reconcile well with Sujin today?”
“Huh!”
Seho also thought that his mother was kind and smart.
By doing what her mother told her to do, Su-jin didn’t become fierce with herself again.
He said that he would come back dressed properly from next week, and that he would come to the appointment again during lunchtime.
“I’m so glad. That.”
Naeun, who had prepared words to say until her son returned, took a short breath.
“Shall we sit here?”
I don’t know how much Sae-ho could understand, but he pointed out the wrong parts of Se-ho’s behavior.
“So from now on, don’t give people a number, and don’t use that as an excuse to ask for anything. Got it?”
“Then why can’t you decide your rank in your heart?”
A son looking at his mother through her bright eyes.
At the naive child’s question, Naeun, an adult, weakly smiled.
“You can decide in your heart, but it’s rude to tell other people about it directly.”
“Hmm…”
I thought it was right not to do it because he told me not to do it, but it was difficult for Seho to understand her mother’s words.
“Once I get it! I have to tell Sujin that there are no stickers anymore!”
“Yeah yeah~ uhh~ Our Seho is kind~”
Naeun pats her head to mean that she thought well.
Even if he gets into trouble, he thought it was fortunate that Seho wasn’t a crooked child.
Still, where is it that when a mother speaks her words, she is immediately receptive.
It was Naeun’s big mistake to think that the sticker incident would be over.
