Chapter 132 (1/2)

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Eun Hyung heaved a sigh with a smile before slipping a chopstick into Yeo Ryung’s left hand.

“Here.”

“…? I have a chopstick in my right hand, though!?”

“You’re the only one among us who uses both hands.”

“So, I’ll have noodles with both hands?” while asking back, Ban Yeo Ryung laughed as if it were funny.

Looking very excited, Woo Jooin, who was beside her, took another chopstick and said, “I’ll also try having it with both hands. Let’s see who’s better!”

Eun Jiho, who sat across them, had an expression which indicated that the thoughts in his head were ‘These guys have a mind of a 9-year old…’ while looking at the two. ‘Your mental age is not that high, though,’ I thought.

He then said to me, “Enjoy the noodles.”

“Geez, others will think that you’re the one who cooked the noodles.”

“I mean, enjoy the noodles and grow bigger.”

“…”

“Grow bigger until you’re as big as a pig.”

Eun Jiho then laughed naughtily while putting some noodles in his paper cup. As I glanced at Yoo Chun Young while eating the noodles, I noticed that he still didn’t have any intentions of leaving the terrace and coming over to eat with us.

Our noodles ran out quickly within 10 minutes. The ones that were mostly to be blamed for this tremendous speed were… I scanned the kids who were sitting around the table while leaning on the couch. I should credit Ban Yeo Ryung on how we finished the noodles in the blink of an eye. She held the chopsticks with both hands while boasting, ‘I’ll show you my ambidextrous skills.’ Woo Jooin tried to follow her lead eagerly despite him being a lefty.

We had a lot of outdoor activities today compared to our activities yesterday; therefore, Ban Yeo Ryung was already drowsy with exhaustion. Woo Jooin buried himself in the corner of the couch while deeply asleep. Eun Jiho… I wasn’t sure if he was dozing off or not. As he sank his head on his chest, he seemed to be sleeping.

With a smile, Eun Hyung told me that he would ask the kids in the small room if they also wanted some noodles, so I nodded and opened the terrace door.

The breeze outside was quite chilly and cold for a summer night. I felt like my whole body was drenched in freezing water. Over my thin summer socks, I felt my feet touching the purple tiled floors of the terrace.

Leaning on the glossy silver balustrade, Yoo Chun Young turned back to look at me. I smiled.

“What are you doing?”

If the other party didn’t talk much, then, strangely, I would become more talkative. This also applied in the case of Yoo Chun Young and I. Well, I didn’t feel uncomfortable about the silence hanging between us. However, since Yoo Chun Young was a good listener, I became very talkative every time I was with him.

Today’s silence was, however, a bit odd. I couldn’t talk further, so that was all I asked and turned back to close the terrace door.

He remained silent. It didn’t mean that he showed no reactions at all until I stood beside him to lean on the balustrade. His blue eyes under his beautifully- shaped thin brows and blue-black hair were gazing at me.

His eyes seemed like they were fluttering with unusual emotions. Having that thought in mind, I looked at his eyes before dropping my gaze at the spot under the terrace. Below the building, ashy and pungent smoke ascended and scattered away around us. I thought that this smell must have been coming from the snack bar right downstairs. ‘It wouldn’t be a student smoking though…”

That was when I had those thoughts in mind. Someone’s fingertip reached my cheek. It felt chilly as if it captured the blowing breeze just now. As I got surprised, I turned my head to look at his side. At that moment, his other hand stretched out to hold my cheek and pulled my face toward him.

My eyes widened. The first thing that came into my sight was his long bluish lashes. His cheeks looked pale because of the light leaking through the terrace. Holding my face with both hands, Yoo Chun Young kissed my cheek, precisely at the spot where Yi Ruda kissed me earlier.

“…”

His lips touched my cheek for a short time. After a second, he removed his lips from me. Still, he held my face for quite a while.

I looked at Yoo Chun Young from a breath-taking distance. Maybe it was because I cast my shadow onto him, but I could hardly see his face. Only his jet-black brows appeared, which looked as if they were a little distorted.

That very moment was when he opened his lips to speak. Our distance was so close that I felt like he was talking right through my ear.

“You still have no feelings for me, right?”

His deeply submerged voice rang around my ears before slowly scattering away. I raised my eyes to look at him. Under his long, black lashes, his dimly-lit, blue eyes were directed at me.

“You wouldn’t be nervous at all… even if I do this to you, right?”