There is a certain distance between them, standing silently.
"Well.."
Breaking the silence, Joon-sang looks down and giggles modestly.
'What is your expression like, Yoo-jin? It's really hard for a blind person to carry on a conversation in the circumstance like this"
He tries to be casual about the reality of his blindness.
Avoiding serious mood, she replies playfully.
"What do you think how I look like? Take a guess, Joon-sang."
"Hmmm."
After thinking for a moment, he shakes his head.
"No idea. How?"
She sees him warmly, saying:
"Probably the same as you."
He looks up, hearing her talking to him.
"It's written all over your face. Let me see, you are in trouble because you don't know where to begin. Me as well."
They both chuckle at the same time and then, lower their gazes at the same time.
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Yoo-jin is sitting on a chair on the terrace, staring into the distance, feeling the sea breeze.
Joon-sang brings a teapot and cups on a tray from the kitchen.
Startled to see it, she stands up and calls out.
"Dangerous! I'll take care of it!"
"Don't worry, Yoo-jin. I can do it"
He approaches the table step by step, checking the floor with his toes.
"I'm used to it."
He slowly comes to the table, sets down his tray, smiling and showing his white teeth.
" Just chill out. You're the first guest in the house."
His words reminded her of themselves three years ago.
" Joon-sang, A present for you. Here you are."
" Thank you, Yoo-jin. You're the first guest in the house.
"Really? I'm honored to be the first. Let me see...a nice house.
But it's a kind of bleak. I'll take care of it as an expert, you know."
"I don't mind if it stays like this."
" ? "
"For those who love each other, the home is in their heart. Remember?"
She pours tea into cups.
The sweet and sour aroma of citrus tea wafts through the air.
He slowly sits down, checking the chair with his hand.
Squinting in the dazzling sunlight, she asks him.
"You don't have to get on the boat, do you? "
"Ah"
He turns his face toward her, not answering it, saying.
'I should have called him. Excuse me." said he, pulling out his cell phone from his pocket.
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.* Winter Sonata *..
RomanceAs a homage to Winter Sonata 겨울연가 __ Yoo-jin and Joon-sang__ She bumps into him in the impossible house. What does she ask him? How does he struggle? Who joins them? And What is spoken before the sunset? I'm a Japanese and not good at writing a s...
