The Law of Webnovels
Chapter 400

.

'What's wrong?' I wondered then suddenly realized that Yeo Ryung didn't just apply the story to Eun Hyung.

I somewhat perceived the flow of time. Ever since I entered high school, time had been flying like an arrow; the second opening ceremony in our school was right around the corner.

And March 2nd was also right under my nose.

Looking at each other's faces vacantly, we felt the silence hanging between us. At that moment, a familiar station name slipped from the bus speaker. Yikes, Yeo Ryung and I stood up from the seats in a hurry. Before we even knew, we had arrived at our apartment complex.

As soon as I jumped off to the sidewalk, a big human shadow came over us. Although the light was bright at the bus station, Yeo Ryung was beside me, and the street was familiar to me, it was dark at night. Lifting my head instinctively in fear, I soon blurted out, "Yeo Dan oppa!"

My breath froze white in the air and broke into pieces. Yeo Ryung, who got off the bus after me, intervened in the cold air.

"Oppa, since when were you here?" she asked.

Blinking swiftly at her remark, I soon realized something. I used my phone before getting on the bus, but once we hopped on the vehicle, I chitchatted with Yeo Ryung then almost fell into sleep, so I had no time to touch my phone.

Thus, I would, of course, have no time to keep in touch with Yeo Dan oppa. In other words, the worst scenario could be that he might have been standing here since I reached out to him about departing from the hospital.

Stretching out my hand all in a fl.u.s.ter, I grabbed Yeo Dan oppa's hand. As I had expected, his hand was icy cold. At that moment, he replied, "Not so long ago."

"Not so long ago? Come on!" I shouted.

Yeo Ryung also grabbed his hand for a second then became startled. We soon held each of his hands from both sides and walked up the hill toward our apartment. Considering that I was always standing in the middle between the two, this situation was quite exceptional.

Suddenly Yeo Ryung complained, "Oppa, your hand is too cold."

"Then take your hand off," he replied. However, he spoke kindly, not in an abrupt tone. So to speak, he would be implying, 'I also don't want you to grab something cold in this wintertime.' Yeo Dan oppa cared so much about his little sister than anyone else. Anyway, I understood what he tried to say, but it didn't sound that friendly at all.

While I showed a strange look on my face, Yeo Ryung also looked at him enigmatically then replied, "No, I don't want to."

"You said it's cold."

"Whatever," said Yeo Ryung.

Yeo Dan was now staring at her like a parent who had a teen daughter. It might take a hundred years for Yeo Dan oppa to interpret the hidden meaning of his sister's response. Having that thought in my head, I giggled then bid farewell once we reached home.

I said, "Then, go in,"

"Okay," replied Yeo Ryung. As if she now got used to the situation, Yeo Ryung spoke that way and went inside her house. Only Yeo Dan oppa and I were left in the empty hallway. He dropped a remark first.

"I heard they woke up from a coma, right?"

"Ah, yeah," I replied.

"That's good," he spoke with a faint smile.

I nodded at his response while thinking, 'Yes, it's good news.' Smiling delightfully, I soon paid attention to his words that he spoke in a lower voice.

"Then, are you..."

"Huh?"

"Going to the hospital less now?"

When Yeo Dan oppa flung that question, I realized that I had been recently going back and forth between the hospital and cram school almost every day.

'Hmm, as I write this way, it sounds like I'm a very passionate student who's studying hard while being so sick...' With that thought in my mind, I raised my head.

Anyway, it was true that I had spent less time with Yeo Dan oppa these days. Even though I knew that this was the right time to apologize, I rather replied, "Um, that is... I didn't just go to the hospital for that reason. I went to see my friend's sister today and heard coincidentally that they both woke up."

Having noticed that Yeo Dan oppa's face darkened outstandingly, I felt like a rock on my ribs.

I continued urgently, "However, I should go there less now."

"You said you're going there to see your friend's sister, not his father," said Yeo Dan oppa. He didn't seem mad but was sincerely wondering about the situation.

Grinning wordlessly, I stretched out my hands and grabbed his sleeves. When I lifted my hands in the air, Yeo Dan oppa showed a question mark on his face again.

"Uh-huh, but I'm afraid I'll forget your face then."

"..."

"So, I should see you more often from now on."

My face reddened as I spoke that way. I should have just apologized to him about not being able to take care of him. However, why did I speak like I was the one who was being generous? Geez...

It wasn't because of myself having a big ego, but something made me unable to say sorry to him. I couldn't explain this. There had been some better words I could say to him, but was I reacting this way since I was a beginner in romance? Should I go to the bookstore and browse some books for information?

Being lost in thought for a moment with a grimace, I soon observed the look on Yeo Dan oppa's face. He also looked frowny.

'What should I do? Indeed, I said something wrong, right? Would it be better to just apologize and go inside?' That was when I tried to open my mouth again while being fl.u.s.tered.

All of a sudden, Yeo Dan oppa pulled me into his arms.

Since we moved out of the blue, the sensor light above our heads turned bright. Blinking swiftly at the situation, I carefully pushed him out of me.

"Hold on," I uttered then glanced around the hallway. A few days ago, we had been doing this way and became startled when the next-door neighbor opened their door abruptly. This was the negative side of living in an apartment house with corridor access.

While Yeo Dan oppa looked down at me intently, I found the space surrounding us deadly quiet. That was when I turned my head and, this time, pulled him into my arms.

"Someone came out last time," I uttered.

"Oh..."

"I was almost having a heart attack at that time."

If people got to know that oppa and I were dating, there would be a placard hanging in front of the apartment. That thought never changed inside me.

While we stood still while hugging each other, the sensor light turned off again; the whole space was absorbed into the dark.

The dusty cloud of Seoul flew over our heads; the faint sound of siren rang closer from a distance then receded. The sounds of the heartbeat then penetrated through the noise. 'Our clothes are very thick to actually hear that sound though...' I thought. The state of peace and fatigue surged into me at the same time, so I quietly closed my eyes.

In fact, ever since I held his cold hand at the bus station, I wanted to hug him this way. If Yeo Dan oppa had waited for me as I had been waiting for both gentlemen to recover from a coma, maybe seeing me was his happiness somehow. Would that be true? I rambled such thoughts in my head which was excessive imagination for me.

'No one knows if the happiness now will turn into either a fortune or misfortune in the future. Still, we desperately long and wait for pleasure, and even try to seek it by ourselves,' I thought.

There was always a close identity between me and the cars heading somewhere. It could be described as a strong tie between wanderers moving around aimlessly with no determination. Thus, sometimes, I wanted to embrace the drivers and hug none other than Yeo Dan oppa tightly and for a long time.

Suddenly, Yeo Ryung's remark entered my head.

'How lonely it makes us when people believe that they are making people around them unfortunate.'

Perhaps, I had been repeating the same thing to Yeo Dan oppa and others just as Eun Hyung had done to Eunmi.

I quietly called, "Yeo Dan oppa."

"Huh?"

"Can I tell you something? It may sound quite off though."

Yeo Dan oppa nodded at my question. I took a deep breath and exhaled. Actually, now I had come to think that maybe I went to the hospital every day not just because I had been worrying about Eun Hyung, Yoo Chun Young, and Eunmi.

Lately, I didn't see Yeo Dan oppa's face nor did I reach out to him with enough time. I had been postponing the most important story since we had been official.

"This is about my days back then on every March 2nd."

And I began to talk about the story.

"This translation was made by our team, to read more translated novels please visite www.readernovel.net"