147 147. Successful life. Looking to the end (5) (1/2)

Jinhyun had such busy days.

The glowing hours of success passed, and he got older as well.

Late in the thirties.

A few years later, looking at Forty, he was relaxing in Central Park near St. Joseph's Hospital after an emergency liver transplant to soothe his tired body.

‘I have some time until the next surgery. ’

Central Park, Manhattan's Grand Park, also had a lot of people relaxing.

Seeing young men and women in their twenties holding hands and making love on the bench, he thought,

‘Time is fast. ’

I think I was that young yesterday, but I'm already in the late thirties.

”You're living well, aren't you? ’

He looks up at the sky.

It came to mind when I first made the regression.

I said I'd succeed, and I lived with it.

And now, more than twenty years later, the goal of life has been achieved.

Monetary success, social success, loving wife, golden son.

Well, there was nothing short of one.

But it was when I saw the clouds flowing like that.

I heard an unexpected voice behind my back.

“Mr. Jin-hyun Kim? ”

Calm Korean.

She turned her head in astonishment and looked at herself with her eyes open.

It was Lee Yeon-hee!

Why is she here?

“Oh, I thought the back looked similar... It's been a long time. How are you?”

“Oh, yes. What's going on here? ”

She was a nurse at a large hospital.

Of course, this is information from a few years ago, and I don't know what I'm doing right now.

You're not coming to America anyway. Why?

“I'm here for the sightseeing. It's holiday season.”

“Ah……. ”

It's a lightweight outfit that's unique to travellers.

Central Park seemed to be a key course for NYC tourists.

“Can I sit next to you for a second? I also met him like this. ”

Connection.

She may have said it without much thought, but it was a lucky word.

The relationship that was wife in my previous life is now completely staggered.

Well, that would be a good thing.

“Yes, sit down. ”

“Thank you. It's nice to see New York. ”

Yeon-hee's words smiled.

“I like Seoul better. ”

“I think so. But I think it's good for sightseeing. Shopping is much cheaper. ”

“Yes.”

Yeon-hee asked.

“How are you? ”

“I was fine. How are you?”

“It's just like me. ”

Something awkward ended the conversation.

Yeon-hee glanced at the view of Central Park as to what she was thinking.

Jinhyun opened his mouth because he was uncomfortable with the silence.

“Where's the group? ”

“I came alone. ”

At the end of the day, Jinhyun shut his mouth again.

A woman in her mid-thirties travels alone. It was not unusual, but it meant one thing.

Yeon-hee replied as he thought.

“I'm alone. ”

“Ah... yes. ”

It was a surprise.

Even if he and anomalous people had a couple of dating failures, men would have lined up to take her. It's not a bad home or job.

It was actually very popular.

“I'm just living for a patient. ”

“Yes.”

Jinhyun did not ask in more detail why.

It's a very apologetic question, and it's not close enough to ask.

“Did you hear that story? ”

A voice that seems to pass.

“What story? ”

“Mr. Sangmin's story. ”

“ ……! ”

Jinhyun's face hardened.

It is the name of the man who has been entangled with the greatest evil for more than twenty years after the regression.

“I didn't hear it. ”

I wasn't interested when I said it exactly.

What's so important about this guy who's serving an indefinite sentence and paying for his crimes?

She had a bitter expression.

“I see. ”

“Have you ever met an idealist? ”

“Sometimes... I really go to see her sometimes. ”

That was also a surprising story.

I can't believe she went to see an anomaly sometimes. At the end of the day, you were so hard on yourself.

She said with a smile.

“I just really go sometimes. It's not like you have any heart left. ”

“ ……. ”

“I got out of Sangmin's prison anyway. ”

“ ……?! ”

Jinhyun was surprised.

You're out of prison? You're committing such a crime?

But Yeon-hee didn't mean it like that.

“The schizophrenia is so severe that I can't stay in prison. I'm being transferred to a closed mental hospital. ”

“ ……. ”

Jinhyun didn't answer. Yeon-hee also said no more.

With silence the wind passed between them.

After a while, Yeon-hee looked at the clock and stood up.

“Because of the bus time to Boston, I think I should go. ”

“Oh, yes. Have a good trip.”

“Thank you.”

Then she turns her back and walks towards the metro.