Great Novelist

Me, others, and friends (4)

“Space shuttle.”

That freak.

Seonhua tried to put out the protagonist’s face in front of his eyes.

When I think of him, I always think of his saggy face first. Weird guy who keeps his composure no matter what happens. His surprised face was unimaginable. Watching him made me feel pathetic.

Shenzhen swallowed a vain smile.

He always had a calm face, and he was so bold that he made people like this.

I saw the spring coming out the window. What if she hates herself? I wasn’t afraid.

Still, I have no regrets.

Sunhwa greeted her with an automatically rising smile.

No matter what the result, the line was able to smile.

*

He went to Seonhua’s class. I was returning the comic book I borrowed a while ago.

“Hey, this is fun too. Teacher, it’s my favorite flavor. ”

“Oh, I saw that. I’m a big fan of him, too. ”

He stopped trying to call the line. Seonhwa was talking to someone. It was a girl I had never seen before. No, not exactly the first time. I remember being alone in the corner when I came to see Seonhwa before.

I was also reading a comic book. It made sense to me.

“I didn’t like that. This is more my thing. ”

Spring picked out a book and said. Then the girl and Seonhwa reacted nicely. If you read it again, it will change your mind. I pity you for not knowing the beauty of this work. You’ll regret yourself for saying that.

The three of them were laughing, exchanging jokes.

“You’ll get in the way now. ”

The children were doing well. He took a light step.

Shen Huai and Spring are like old times. Spring is still the first to clean, and line painting is still the first to act.

And the two of them decided to enter a different competition.

Later, I heard from Spring that I received a reply from Sunhwa.

No one knows what’s in it but the two of you.

He walked down the hallway and took out his notebook. Thanks to you, I wrote down the characters one by one.

In a world where only parents and children were left, there was a spring and a flower.

He leaned next to the subway entrance. Fast-paced landscapes. I see water in the middle.

Huge water.

He looks at the Han River, which looks like a giant hole. I glanced at the thin waves of the river and thought, I guess that’s where I left off.

“The door to get off is on the right. ”

People go up, people go down. He stepped aside.

I haven’t been here since I drowned in that river. I wasn’t afraid of the water, but I didn’t want to go there.

Why are you here, drowning yourself? I didn’t want to know the answer to that question. If I know the answer, I can’t imagine, and if I can’t imagine, I can’t write.

I recalled the senses of that day. It slowly cools from the tip of your head. I couldn’t breathe and couldn’t see very well. His arms and legs are heavy, and the current wraps around his body. The sensation that draws you down.

“The next station is · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

It was the place to get off. He checked the time. There was time until the appointment. After exiting the subway station, you can see the lawn through the bike rental area.

I slowly stepped on the grass and approached the water.

I passed the fisherman, the cyclist, the dog walker. I see water. I walk from beginning to end, looking at that water.

I climbed down to the rock at the edge of the water and the ground.

I hear water. I hear wind. I was responsible for the stinking water.

I sat there and reached out my hand. The water touches you. The cold water sticks to your skin.

“Maybe it’s the day. ”

It wasn’t strangely scary. Originally, Australia, which could not swim, had basically a caution against rivers or oceans. Deep down, I felt a slight reluctance.

It’s a little different now. I was still unable to swim, but I wasn’t afraid to look out into the dark from afar. Rather.

He dipped his hand a little deeper. Rather, I want to go in again. Death and birth, something fierce at the end of it.

I put my hand in a little more.

“Dangerous.”

Someone pulls their shoulders back firmly. The wet hand slips out of the water. After lying down halfway up, I noticed a thoughtful face.

“Sir.”

“I don’t think the rendezvous was here. ”

“I got there early and I was playing. ”

“Were you going diving? ”

“No way.”

He slowly rushed his hands and got up. The highway stares at him and opens its mouth.

“Can you give me a ride on a duck boat? ”

“Why the duck ship all of a sudden? Do you want a ride?”

The companion quietly raises his hand to point to something.

“I thought you wanted to go that way. ”

It was the center of the lecture. He looked at it quietly and then shook his head.

I still wanted to live.

“It’s hard to get to that duck boat. ”

“You can’t ignore my legs. ”

Even though he said that, he turned away from the water. He also followed behind. I felt a slight stiffness in my palms as the moisture disappeared.

I didn’t meet him because something special happened. In the meantime, I’ve been texting often with comrades. Then he said he was free and wanted to talk. There was no reason for him to refuse.

The two of them climbed up to the observation deck where the lawn was visible.

The wind blows, but the windshield doesn’t make it that uncomfortable. You hear a clumsy piano playing from afar. There was definitely a piano that anyone could play.

“Do you play the piano? ”

because he once wrote a book about music. Somehow I thought he would play the piano himself.

“No.”

It was an immediate answer.

“I’ve heard enough. I woke up in the morning and turned the music off in my sleep. I couldn’t help but overhear it when I ate or showered. It took me about eight months to start and finish writing, but I’ve always turned on the classics. I felt like I’d heard your music my whole life. When I dream, I hear a violin in my neck. ”

Unlike the contents, it was bold. Instead, I asked him in a dull voice.

“How do you feel when you hear that? ”

“I feel like eating the same food all year long. ”

“I haven’t tried it, but I understand. ”

I’m bored.

Writers have a motive. No matter what anyone says, I have to see it with my own eyes. Do not write unless you check and understand

But among them, our paths were distinct.

I usually stop writing about music after some research is done. I don’t feel like eating the same food all year.

He really doesn’t know the extent of it.

“I think that’s when life’s worst temper got dirty. ”

“You’re not crazy. ”

“I wanted to be good at it. ”

It’s like a student just starting to write. In fact, the doorman used to say. I want to write well.

That’s why he went up on the bridge in the cold winter wind just before he died. I want to be good at it.

“Look. ”

Calling him who was in mind was the same way that he was standing on the handrail.

“What?”

I approached the handrail as I called along the way. You stop one step away, and you see a wide spread of grass.

People who looked the size of a finger were located in close proximity. The man who stretched the mat, the man who brought the windshield, and the man who sat on the leaflet. Variety.

“This.”

It’s like a picture.

Not because it’s beautiful and pretty.

“There’s no rhythm at all. ”

The people didn’t move. Everything was in place as if time had stopped. Everyone stops as if someone had frozen them. Everyone seems to have made a promise.

If it weren’t for the leaves swaying in the wind, he would have thought the world was broken.

“That’s amazing.”

“Yes, it’s surprisingly invigorating. ”

Better play badminton. If kindergarten students had come on a picnic, they would have been better.

Everyone who was motionless was tired.

He looked aside. The path looked at the landscape that had stopped with a familiar eye.

“When did you get here? ”

When did you discover this?

I slowly opened my mouth to the question of Lord.

“In everyday life. I went for a walk to see if there was anything interesting going on. I wanted to get some material. ”

“But?”

“But the interesting thing is that you only notice things like this. Well, this is what it’s made of, so I don’t mind, but it wasn’t fun. Looks like someone ordered you to stay put. ”

Definitely not enjoyable There were so many people, but it was so quiet. The static lawn has driven a physiological fear. I feel bad when I see it.

Comrade told me.

“If I were God, I’d water it. ”

“To them? ”

“I’m not going to wake up surprised. It’s so much better that way. ”

He imagined it was a prodigy. Rivers erupt and attack people. I couldn’t quite recall them running away screaming. Maybe I’ll sit still and get swept away by the currents.

“That’s a lot of laundry money. ”

“That’s it. You have to ask.”

I was sharing that joke, and it was popular behind me. I turned around and there was a foreigner. Blue eyes are looking this way. It was blue like the sea water on the east coast.

A foreigner approached me as I looked at him.

“I ask for directions. ”

It was an awkward Korean language. He had a brochure in his hand. He followed him and replied in Korean.

“Where would you like to go? ”

“Um, yeah. Here.”

He showed me a page in the book. There was a picture of a duck boat.

He showed me the way to the wharf, but he didn’t understand.

“If you don’t mind, I can explain in English. ”

I asked him in English. He revealed his face in a familiar native language.

“Oh, well, I’d really appreciate it. I’ve been wandering around a long time. Straight ahead, turn left, but don’t come out. ”

“You have to go right here. ”

“Oh, no. Completely the opposite. ”

“But it’s not far. Go down from here to the waterfront. You’ll find out soon enough. ”