CH 840 (1/2)

Memories that could not be saved (1)

That was a long time ago.

fake one

that day. The moment a group of young children playing in the neighborhood kick the ball in the wrong direction, everything

work has begun

”Uh huh?”

The boy in soccer boots shouted in embarrassment.

Even so, the ball that flew in a parabolic shape moved even if its feet were running and went into the gap under the gate of a house.

”Ah, I'll take it out.”

The child who kicked the ball spit out swear words and went looking for the ball.

At that time, the friends next to him stopped him with a look of concern.

Hey. Just drop the ball.”

That's the house with the swearing grandma over there.” ”I was very upset when I went. My mom told me not to go near that house. He's an old man with dementia and a disfigured personality.

But the boy in soccer boots doesn't care

didn't

”Hey, what are you afraid of old grandma? Did you have dementia?”

He grinned and ran towards the slate roof and slanted concrete wall house.

Then I looked under the rusty iron gates that had been stripped of paint.

Gong-ah, where are you?

A child lying flat on the floor and peering under the iron gate.

Moment. He felt a single gaze looking at him.

”Hey!?”

A cold gaze was looking down at the boy through the iron gates.

Gwi-yeon, who is known to be scary in this neighborhood, was standing there.

Aww! You devil! Just throw the ball away!

When the soccer boot boy runs away, the other children run away in panic.

” The little ones.”

Pyun Gwi-yeon sighed as she saw the children running away.

Noisy is disgusting.

Pyun Gwi-yeon checked the waste paper collection truck in the yard and went back into the house.

As I sat on the floor and looked at the yard, it started to snow.

snow falling profusely. When you look at it, it looks very warm, but when you touch it, it is actually cold.

Moreover, for Pyeon Gwi-yeon, who has to drive a rear car, the street

The snowballs piled up and stained with black are very difficult.

”I'm sick. stop coming.”

Are you talking to the eyes, or to people and the world?

Pyun Gwi-yeon looked at the door-to-door salesman's shoe nose through the gap under the gate and tried to ignore the buzzing sound of the doorbell.

[Sir, skip this house.

It's a weak old man's house.]

Another salesman's voice was heard outside, and soon the sound of footsteps moved away from the gate.

Pyun Gwi-yeon was finally able to look down on the quiet courtyard by herself.

She didn't mean that she was alone like this from the beginning.

Of course, even for Pyun Gwi-yeon, when she was small and plump, she was bright and pure.

There was a life of a young girl, a youth that blushed with trembling in love, and a fierce middle-aged life.

But now, after all these things have burned like flames of passion, one person's life is fading away, and in this place, only the scorched ashes remain and contain the unquenched embers.

parents. Sisters, brothers, friends, and our inspiration Everyone left first.”

Pyeon Gwi-yeon is left alone in this world. She has seen everyone around her leave.

Memory fades as you get older, which is a big help in this case.

Everyone is gone, now I'm the only one left.

There is no one to wait any longer. It was sad and sad, but there was also a sense of relief and emptiness.

It is difficult to remove the bond once it is attached. Now that everything is organized, all you need to do is finish your life well.

Pyun Gwi-Yeon kept quite a bit of cash in a well-visible place in the room, just in case she fell down unexpectedly one day.

It is because I want the person who found it to use it for funeral expenses.

”Can I cause trouble to others?”

Pyun Gwi-yeon quietly mutters to herself while looking at the snow falling from the sky.

Then something strange appeared in her eyes.

furnace

Since yesterday, no firewood has been put in, so only ashes have been piled up, and there is something empty sticking out of it.

” Yes. Those little guys

It was a ball I was playing with.”

Again, I hate being noisy. There is nothing more distasteful to hear than the swear words and fuss uttered by children.

It's difficult if you sneak in and break the car or steal money like you're looking for a ball, so I'll have to throw the ball out. Pyun Gwi-yeon thought so.

However.

Pyun Gwi-yeon, who went near the furnace, knew that it was not a ball.

'Keeping... .'

Fluffs of white fur that trembled with a painful sound.

The back, buttocks, and fur all over the footprints of the football boots.

A puppy is scared

He was looking up at Pyun Gwi-yeon with a Lynn expression.

”It's like people who eat vera.”

Pyun Gwi-yeon spit swear words at the children who were playing soccer in the alley.

whatever anyway

What can I do when a small blood clot is trembling and dying in front of my eyes?

Pyun Gwi-yeon boiled two eggs from the refrigerator.

”Eat this and go.”

The dog ate the egg in a hurry with its eyes that couldn't open because of the spicy ashes.

The guy's stomach, who licked and licked even a plate of water, soon became chubby.

The puppy soon approached Pyun Gwi-yeon and tried to rub her face.

However.

”Arthur. Dirup Guro, where the ash is everywhere.”

Pyun Gwi-yeon grabs the dog's back neck as it is, lifts it up, and puts it down outside the gate.

Just like the words she mumbled earlier, for me, it is easy to attach a bond and it is not easy to take it off.

because it's difficult

But the dog is small, so it keeps creeping back under the door.

And somehow, he worked steadily and hard to rub his body against Pyun Gwi-yeon's body.

Seeing the puppy desperately trying to please her, Pyun Gwi-yeon didn't say anything for a moment.

A guy lying on the floor, showing his pink belly and soles.

Seeing that little chubby little chubby panting with his little tongue sticking out makes me laugh somehow.

Since it was so small anyway, there was nothing to prevent it from crawling through the gap under the gate.

”How much longer will you live?”

The blood in front of you and your life

It was a quiet comparison.

* * *

Time goes by quickly.

Pyun Gwi-yeon is seen off by an old-timer who is a junk dealer and pulls out an empty truck.

”You come out all the time these days, Mr. Pyun. Your face has improved a lot. Is there anything far away?”

Pyun Gwi-yeon laughs at the old junk dealer's words.

”What are the good things about this age?”

”Heh heh heh- why are you saying this? Living for the fun of growing up with your grandchildren... Oops.

The old lady of the junk yard was talking without thinking, and then covered her mouth with her hand.

This is because I belatedly remembered the plight of Pyun-gwi-yeon, who has no family.

However, as usual, Pyun Gwi-yeon, who would have left without replying, was smiling dryly.

Well, I understand a little bit,

At those words, the old lady in the junkyard put on a blank expression.

Pyun Gwi-yeon returned home on the same road.

On the way home, for almost a day's pay

Even buying canned snacks at a reasonable price.