Chapter 67 (2/2)

Futile Love Heo Sarin 44530K 2022-07-20

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After hesitating for a moment, Ruhae took her little hands in his big hands. Her face was red like camellia flowers. As they were soaked with rain, it was meaningless to put on the raincoat. As they had no use of the raincoat, they used it to cover their bodies. Seen at a distance, it looked like a colorful raincoat was hanging on the tree. They sat, still shy toward each other, with their hands folded together gently.

His hands were so warm that all she could focus on were his hands.

She managed her breathing out of fear that it might sound loud to him. He didn’t move his hands. He plucked up courage enough to hold her hands, but once he held her hands, he didn’t know what to do next. He was sensitive to her every move now.

They became tense and nervous while looking at each other.

He was about to turn his head towards her slowly when she sneezed suddenly.

Her sudden sneezing broke the strange silence between them.

Smiling at her helplessly, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

“Oh my god! You might catch a cold.”

“No, I just sneezed as the wind tickled my nose.”

Embarrassed by her own loud sneezing, she gave a funny excuse.

But he just nodded at it and said, “You bet.”

Soaked from the rain, she trembled. He noticed it and wrapped his arm around her shoulders gently. Blushing, she was snugly wrapped in his arms. Though it was only a raincoat, it covered them pretty well.

They were satisfied with the fact that they were together, hugging each other and looking at each other with a smile on their faces. They were more than satisfied. As long as they could maintain their fidelity to each other like this, they were happy.

They didn’t ask for more, nor should they.

They were well aware that if they asked for more than this, they could be severely punished.

‘But I want more than this, Kyosul.’

He tightened his grip on her shoulders.

Though the heavy downpour didn’t stop, the big tree protected them from the rain.

The sound of raindrops tickled her ears. She felt as if the sound was coming from a faraway place. When she closed her eyes, she conjured up the image of fog rising softly.

The raincoat with its outer fabric made of silk was rather thick. Ruhae and Kyosul were covering their bodies with it in the rain. Over them was a giant broadleaf tree rising high in the sky, boasting of its magnificent grandeur. Leaning against its trunk, about 6 meters wide, they got close to each other.

Feeling his warmth on her hands, she whispered, “I feel very strange.”

“Why do you feel that way?”

“Well, I mean the whole situation surrounding how we met. I just can’t believe how the biggest surprise of my life could happen to me so quickly.”

Was it because of the rain? They felt separated from the world because of the sound of rain around them, so they could be more frank toward each other and focus on each other.

She felt comfortable and relaxed when she was with him. This moment with him was everything to her.

As if he favorably responded to her bashful confession, he held her hands tightly and caressed each of her thin and small fingers as if to remember the feeling of all her fingers.

“This is also the most surprising thing to me.”He tilted his head, touching his wet forehead to her wet hair. “Most surprising things like me meeting you, knowing you and longing for you.”

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He threaded his fingers with hers and continued, “And more than anything else, I’m so surprised and happy to know that you and I are of one mind and one heart.”

“I’m happy…”

Kyosul repeated what he said to her.

Happiness.

She never thought of this adorable word until recently. She repeated it several times.

“I’m happy, too. My heart is beating wildly.”

Her heart was beating so wildly she felt as if her whole body was trembling while she was with him. She found her heart beating hard when she was with him or when she conjured up his image, but she had never experienced this kind of feeling.

She tightened her grip on his hands.

She turned her head to him as he looked at her. Their gazes met.

Once they clasped their hands, with their eyes fixed at each other, they wanted to stay put like that.