Returned to Being Handsome 65

Chapter 65 – Episode 65. Angry Bear God -4

When I shot him, my boyfriend let out a sigh.

-Under…

After a moment of silence, my boyfriend spoke to me.

-Ah, Mr. Okay! Sorry. I’m sorry.

He told me he was sorry over the phone.

But, of course, mine was not resolved.

Memories of the past days when I was working part-time to raise money for travel came to mind.
At first, even if I had fun while learning work and started without knowing anything, the more I worked, the worse it became for me to work.

People who seem insane exist at a certain rate in any society.
And being exposed to people endlessly while working part-time increases the contact with those people.

There are many good people.
Maybe there are more good people.
Some people are like the bad truth.

However, rather than the joyous memory of living a round life with many good people, the memory of the truth turning inside out once in a while is much more entwined.

There is no way to get rid of such accumulated emotions.

When you talk to people, empathy is actually superficial.
Just like physical or mental pain, you cannot feel someone else’s pain for you.
Sometimes, even superficial empathy is necessary.
Like now.

So in the end, my boyfriend just said he was sorry without knowing what he was sorry for me.

I got more nervous about his behavior and asked my boyfriend in a slightly sharper voice.

“What are you sorry about?”
-Uh?
“What are you sorry about?”
– That’s it. … No, when you say that, isn’t it hard to pick out how I’m sorry?
“Tell me one thing, then. Keep it simple.”

The boyfriend thought for a while and then he spoke.

-Ah… Vacation was cut off. Even if you were prepared to be photographed by the company commander, you should have protected this vacation somehow.
“Why are you sorry? It’s not like you want to get fired.”
-No… I want you to tell me! What are you sorry about!
“That’s not it!”

The more I talked to my boyfriend, the more I felt like my head was pounding slightly and my breathing was a little rough.
I expressed those feelings over the phone.

“It’s okay. If you don’t know what you’re sorry for but just say you’re sorry, is that sorry?”
– Then what is it?
“Do I really have to say that?”
-How do I know if you don’t talk?
“You did something wrong, and if you don’t know, who knows? Is it the person who tutors me that I’m sorry?”
– What are you talking about!
“I don’t know! If you don’t understand, don’t tell me! Go in and eat some biscuits!”
-I ate everything that came out of the biscuits, so I don’t have it!

Sooner or later, we just fight over nothing.

In the moment of fighting like that, the voice of the screaming boyfriend is quiet.
And for a while, it seemed like he was talking to someone else over there.

-Why? What?
-The company commander is looking for you now.
– So why? I asked why. Who asked if I was looking for it? Oh shit, I can’t hear you.
– Sorry. The fire is on in the jokgu field and people are being summoned. There are two left, but gather them quickly.
-Ah… Okay? I’m sorry… I get it.

Then the boyfriend spoke.

-Hyojin, I’m…

I’m going to go jokgu now.
Okay. Go to foot volleyball

I answered in a spirited state.

“Ha. Yes. Let’s go.”
-Okay. I’ll call you next time.
“Yes. I’m really fine, so go.”
-Uh. I’ll get back to you.
“If you want to contact me again, do it. I don’t know if I’ll get it.”

And I hung up.

“…”

Did you really think that it was okay because you said it was okay?
What the hell is going on in his head?

I am like this, so I hope that the next time I meet a man, this situation will not come out.

It seemed to me that I might have to meet a man with a lot of experience with women.

I’m not a school teacher and I can’t teach a guy who doesn’t have much experience.

I put the dead cell phone down on the table and drank alone.

The bar was noisy with a few groups of people here and there enjoying their drinks, but they didn’t particularly bother.

Ah, while we were on the phone, snacks came out.

My table configuration could be seen as a bit unusual.
It means putting yeolmu noodles on a cake you bought in advance and drinking soju.

The candle she had lit while on the phone was dripping with pink wax.

I stared for a moment at the flame on the candle, which was shortening as it burned.

The small lit candle was like the feelings I have for my boyfriend now.
It was a dangerous look that didn’t know when it would go out.

Come to think of it, I wasn’t even that close with my current boyfriend.

Have a few drinks before dating.
Even after we dated, we mostly drank in college.

In the beginning, my now boyfriend was one of the flattery crowd, treating me like a total princess, just like the other men.

How did you come to this place because of the fate?

It seems that the relationship that I met at university is often like that.
It is possible to see a case of getting married by chance, but most of them are made with alcohol, and disappear like alcohol flying away.

When I think about it, I wonder what a meeting really is.

I want to know what a relationship is.

I want to know what love is again.

I blew on the candle, which had melted quite a bit.

“After.”

And, I drank a glass of soju by myself.
After drinking soju, I ate the broth of yeolmu noodles several times with a spoon.

The taste of the clear soju is refreshing, and the broth of the radish noodles is also refreshing.
I don’t know who invented the drink in the first place, but I think it’s really great.

As I drank, I thought about it some more.

That thought was about Jinhyeok.

When I saw it in the morning, I didn’t think it would be easy as some kind of foxy female clings to it.
Even so, when Jinhyeok doesn’t have a girlfriend like now, it’s a really rare opportunity.

It’s a good opportunity to get into Jinhyeok, but it was a breathtaking timing that made me feel like she didn’t have much time again when I thought of that fox.

I have to step in first before that bull fox lashes out at Jin-hyeok so much that she can’t get her hands on her.
So, it was intuitively like that if I didn’t do something first for him, he might move on soon.

As I thought about it over and over again, I realized that it would be better to break up with my boyfriend and catch Jinhyeok.

With that in mind, I drank some more.

Soju was sweet.

Some days are bitter and some are sweet, but sweet.

“Nice-.”

In the middle, when I was drinking alone, a table of two men around me called me hunting.

“Hey, I’ve been watching you for a while, and it looks like you’re drinking alone. Would you like to sit with us?”
“… No. I just want to be alone today.”
“Still…”
“No.”

I didn’t make eye contact as much as possible and treated him coldly.
Fortunately, I wasn’t the persistent type, and the man who approached me withdrew.

“I’m sorry~.”

They just let go

Apparently, the man who came to hunt me thought his face was a bit smooth, and he must have tried to play tricks on me.

However, when I look at Jinhyeok as I think of him, Hunting Nam is no match compared to Jinhyeok.
The difference between Jinhyeok and Huntingnam seems to be more than 2,000%.

It is not uncommon for people to come to this kind of hunting.
So, I didn’t really like it.

Just walking around, there are endless men trying to get my number.

When I was 20 years old, there was a time when I was so amazed and my heart was pounding about these things, such as hunting, joining seats, and getting numbers.

However, as the queen representing our department, those things have become too familiar to me now.
Naturally, the interest in meeting men itself has decreased a lot.

If you say that when I was a freshman, I was curious about men, it’s a little different now.

Now, unlike then, I have the idea that a man who is not seen as valuable may rather waste my energy in maintaining a relationship.

Looking at it that way, Jinhyeok has enough value to me.

Because Jinhyeok makes me laugh.

Just looking at Jinhyeok makes me smile, and when Jinhyuk says anything, an unknown happiness comes over me.

The more I thought of Jinhyeok, the more my heart seemed to sink into the swamp.

-Widely!

I put down the soju glass I had been drinking.

And, in the end, I picked up my smartphone and sent a message to Jinhyeok.

[Jin Hyuk-ah]
[Is it time right now?]

Sent.
Sent away

I haven’t brought up the main topic yet, but I contacted Jinhyeok anyway.

However, I sent a text message, but Jinhyeok did not reply immediately.

‘I’ve never had a man do this to me…’

Usually, when I send a text message, even if I send only two letters, a reply comes in an instant, flattering me four or five lines.

However, Jinhyeok was different.
The number 1 next to the two messages I sent was not erased.

I waited a while longer.

I drank more while looking at my phone from time to time.

A few hours to do that.

Have a drink.
Sometimes I fall asleep while drinking.
Then I woke up again, scooped up some yeolmu noodle soup, and had another cup.

But Jinhyeok didn’t have an answer.

Quite a bit of time has passed.
It’s night.

Spending time drinking like that, I felt like I was being swallowed little by little by alcohol rather than I was drinking.

At first, drinking alone was a bit embarrassing, so I sat in a corner, but after drinking for a while, I didn’t pay attention to other people’s gazes.

Her mood seemed to be clearing up.

The anger I had about my boyfriend gradually faded as I drank and drank and waited for Jinhyeok’s reply.

Three bottles of alcohol were already placed on the table where I was.

By the time I ate two and a half bottles and wondered if I was at my limit, I picked up my phone and rubbed my eyes while looking at Talk.

‘It’s been a few hours and I’m still…’

Jinhyuk still didn’t have an answer.

I tried to refrain as much as possible because I thought it would look a bit off if I sent a text message that I didn’t even see, but after a long period of self-restraint, I sent another text message.

[Are you sleeping?]

After sending this talk, I took a break from drinking and just sat there blankly, taking deep breaths for a while.

After sitting for a while, I ordered another seasoned cockle.

Because yeolmu noodles are usually eaten only in the broth, about half of the noodles were swollen, and another side dish was needed.

I ordered the seasoned cockle as a side dish, but it was delicious even if I just ate it, so I sat down and ate a few.

I’m sure drinking has made me feel a little better.

And I had a lot of random thoughts.

I have nothing to wear. Shall we go shopping for clothes tomorrow?
It’s been quite a while since I’ve been to the store, but there are some items that I sometimes get unexpectedly when I visit… So I have to go there once in a while, but I seem to have been a little infrequent lately.
Okay. Let’s go one more time tomorrow.

And cafe.
There, after coming out of the back door and going a little to the left, there was a new place.
I have to go there sometime.

Would you like to see some books?
Every once in a while, when I wanted to change my mood, I would sit in the central library of my university and read a pile of books.
When that happens, men undoubtedly flirt with her once in a while, but it’s not a bad feeling.

Ah.
I want to go to the sauna too.
I want to go to sleep in hot water.

I had a lot of thoughts like that.

And at the end of the many thoughts biting their tail, there was Jinhyeok.

Maybe it was after I drank quite a bit, so my thoughts about Jinhyeok reflected my desire.

Jinhyeok can’t see my talk right now, but after Jinhyeok reads it… If you say you can meet me, what if you see it?

Then we’ll have another drink together, and then…

Shall I bring you home?
Even if it wasn’t, it was canceled, but my boyfriend said he was coming down, so I cleaned the room.

Sounds like a good idea.
Then, after bringing Jinhyeok to my room, I would do this and that…

Should I take it off and wash it first?
Then Jinhyeok’s will grow.

What would Jinhyeok’s look like?

Haha…

After sucking Jinhyeok’s thing in my mouth and making it big, I wanted to jump on top of it, soak Jinhyeok’s thing in my place, and run wildly.

Just thinking about it was so thrilling.
I wanted to do it with the momentum that Jinhyeok and I won’t sleep tonight.
It may be because of the alcohol, but it definitely felt like my body was heating up a bit.

When I thought about that, I couldn’t help but send the next message to Jinhyeok.

[Are you busy..]
[I’m having a drink alone when the time comes]
[Can I have a drink with you?]

After sending that message, I looked at my phone some more.

But the answer still doesn’t come.

‘What are you doing…’

What’s the point of sending another message right away?

So this time, I lay face down on the table, turned my head to the right, laid my phone horizontally on the table, and browsed the internet.

It was to pass the time.

Starting with articles like low birth rate and aging population…
There was a lot of gossip in the entertainment world about who appeared on what program.

While wondering why so many people are watching celebrity news like this, I clicked through them one by one.

I was a little surprised to see them.

“Wow… They’re dating?”

When I clicked on celebrity news, it was full of surprises.

News like this comes out every day, and I wonder why I want to see this before I watch it, but when I start watching it, I click on all the things in the rankings.

Watching the news, I half-open my eyes, switch the hand holding the phone to my left hand, and use my right hand to pick up more spice pinches with chopsticks and bring them to my mouth.

I drank too much in the beginning, so I took a break and drank.
I wasn’t going to drink more than 3 bottles today.

I felt like I was feeling a bit refreshed after watching internet celebrity jjirashi like that.

So, while I was browsing the Internet, I was able to sit upright again and drink alone while looking at my cell phone.

As I ate, I ran out of spices and alcohol after a while.

That’s how much more time passed.

All three bottles of soju ran out before I knew it.

I also felt a little dizzy.

I wanted to order an extra drink, but since I didn’t come with someone who could take care of me, I didn’t want to be in a panic, so I decided to stop here.

If this was the same as when I was a freshman, I would have just ordered an extra drink, but now, even if I drink enough, I’m not at the age to be so ignorant.

After I finished eating snacks and alcohol, I turned on the chat screen on my phone again to see if Jinhyeok had read my message.

‘Still…’

Even after watching the news and drinking all the alcohol, Jinhyeok still didn’t reply.

‘Ha, this is real.’

I sent a lot of text messages on three occasions, but I gradually became frustrated that Jinhyeok didn’t even read my messages.

I couldn’t stand it any longer.

‘Other men are all horny and anxious because they want to text me… What’s wrong with him?’

I couldn’t wait like this forever.

Besides, I hate waiting.
Even if it’s not, I’m tired of waiting for my boyfriend who went to the army.

-Kik-.

So after that, I got up from my seat.

And I decided to leave the bar.
The calculations were done in advance.

I quickly walked out of the bar.

Coming out of the bar, it was definitely a little cooler than inside.
Feeling the air, I called Jinhyeok and tried to go in the direction of his house.

Then, a thought popped into my mind as to why Jinhyeok didn’t read my text messages.

‘Oh, why didn’t I think of that?’

If you look at men, there are times when you can’t see them even if you send a message when you are immersed in a game.
Maybe Jinhyeok was also in the PC room near this university?

However, I soon reached the tentative conclusion that this would not be the case, and soon shook my head.

I don’t know if it’s an absurd reason, but Jinhyeok doesn’t seem to like games.

For some reason, sitting in a dark and musty PC room all day doesn’t suit Jinhyeok, but for some reason, sitting in a secluded cafe with his legs crossed and drinking hot black tea seems to suit him.

Then…
Are you sleeping?

Well, while I was drinking sober, the time slowed down a lot.
Maybe you can’t see it because you’re sleeping.

Then.

If I, drunk, break into Jinhyeok’s sleeping house…

…

You can do it right away…

No matter what anyone says, I am the queen of the department, and Jinhyeok is also a man after all.
In a situation like this, it seemed that there was almost no possibility that he would not share his body with Jinhyeok.

Up until now, all the men around me were very frantic about what to do with me.
Although there were individual differences, there was no significant difference in the sense of purpose.

The variable would be the possibility that Jinhyeok is not at home.

I thought about those things and my heart pounded, causing me to exhale a little short of breath.

While I was leaving the bar and going to Jinhyeok’s studio, I sent another talk message to Jinhyeok.

If I didn’t see the call again this time, I would try calling again, and if he didn’t answer the phone, I was about to break into Jinhyeok’s house.

I went to Jinhyeok’s house with other kids the other day, and he clearly remembers it because it’s an easy location.

With that thought in mind, I sent more text messages to Jinhyeok as I walked.

[May I go to your house now?]
[Do you still live there?]
[The studio I went to with Ayoung and Seungju?]