I'm (Not) Allow to Love You Part 17

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Eonni turned her head to me then to Donghyun.

"Donghyun-ah, do you have any club activities today?" asked Eunyul eonni.

"For today I don't have any activities," answered Donghyun.

"In that case!" cried Eunyul eonni blaring, "can you accompany Miss Baek home?"

"Eonni, I can do it alone. Donghyun..."

"Fine, I'll accompany her home. I will tidy up Miss Baek's bag first and bring it here," Donghyun interrupted.

"Eonni, what are you doing," I snapped after Donghyun left.

"At least now I can be calmer because someone is looking after you," she said quietly, "and you can start moving on."

"I'm not a child anymore and about moving on ..."

"Ah, I don't want to hear anything."

Donghyun not only accompanied me but also took care of me. He brought my bag and aligned his steps with me. It must be difficult, considering the long legs he has and the usual wide steps he usually takes. Passing the subway station every day doesn't make me feel better. I remembered when Chungdae carried me. I have to forget it.

"Thank you very much, Donghyun."

"I will accompany miss upstairs," he said with a smile.

I didn't have much energy to argue with him so I let him accompany me. In front of my apartment door there is a package box that is quite large in size. I don't remember I did online shopping so I don't know what's in it. I opened the apartment door while carrying the box inside. Donghyun took a few steps to follow me then put my bag on the sofa.

"Thank you again Donghyun-ah."

"No problem miss."

"Don't you want to drink something first?"

"I am alright. Miss has to rest right away and don't go online again, okay? "

I laughed lightly, "well, I'll go to sleep immediately after bathing."

"See you tomorrow miss."

I waved at him then closed the door after he came out. I sat on the couch and opened the package without the sender's data written on it. There was a white shirt folded after I opened the box. I pulled the shirt and immediately screamed and threw the shirt across the room. My apartment bell rings. I turned and looked at the door in terror.

"Miss Baek, what's up?"

I retreated to the wall and could not think anything.

"Miss Baek, open the door!"

After I was able to control myself, and I was sure it was Donghyun's voice, I opened the door and Donghyun rushed inside.

"What happened?"

My legs felt weak and I slumped to the floor, Donghyun held my shoulder.

"Miss, what's up?"

I can hear the panic in his voice. I pointed to the shirt across the room and he approached to check the shirt.

"This blood is like the blood of my heart that you injured. Remember, I still can't forget you. "

I shudder to hear Donghyun read that sentence. He put the shirt back in the box and took it before approaching me again.

"Miss, I'll take this package to the police station."

I pulled his shirt, "don't leave me."

I don't know what I'm thinking, I just don't want to be alone right now. Donghyun put down the box and hugged my body from the side.

"Alright miss, I'll stay. I won't leave you. "

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MIN DONGHYUN'S POV

I keep patting Miss Baek's back softly. I saw her face that was sleeping calmly. It was 11 o'clock at night, however I had to go home, my parents would be worried. I slowly shifted my body and put Miss Baek's head on the sofa before I raised her slowly. She had fallen asleep on my shoulder after crying and trembling in fear. I didn't think I was this strong, but I was grateful for it. I put her down slowly on the bed and covered her with the blanket.

"Sleep tight, miss."

I smoothed her hair. I looked at the situation around her room and smiled at the stuffed dog she had put on the side of her head.

"Oh, you're here. Take care of her while I'm not here okay, be a good dog, "I patted the dog's head slowly.

I thought miss Baek threw it away, but apparently she brought my Valentine's Day gift home and even put it close to her. I am happy. I slowly walked out of her room. I took my bag and looked at the box. Right, I have to take it to the police station. Whoever it is that harms Miss Baek, I will not let them to do it again.

"Morning, Donghyun-ah."

"Good morning, Mom, Dad, hyong."

"Chungdae is here for breakfast with us," Eomma said.

Chungdae hyong waved his hand.

"Morning Hyong!" I sat next to him.

"So what made you arrived at 1 pm last night? Do you want to tell us now?" asked Dad while scooping the porridge into his mouth, "Ah it's hot!"

"I took Miss Baek home yesterday because she was unwell."

"Mom saw her at school last week. Does she really look a bit thin huh? Is she better now? "

"Hopefully she's better. So last night she received a mysterious package containing a shirt written with blood. "

"What?"

Mom, hyong and Chungdae hyong shouted almost simultaneously and Dad coughed loudly.

"So I decided to accompany her for a while. I can't leave her like that, I'm afraid whoever is that will come to her apartment. "

"Very nice. Dad understand you need to do that, but you also need to be careful. Maybe you are dealing with an adult now," Appa advised, "so has the package been reported?"

"Yes Dad, I went to the police station and handed over the package. They will contact Miss Baek today. "

"Mother's son is smart," said mom while stroking the top of my head, "my son has become a man."

"But whoever is that, they're so outrageous," said Dongsun hyong, staring at the orange juice, "did you read the writing?"

"Yes," I replied after swallowing the hot porridge in a hurry, "This blood is like the blood of my heart that you injured. Remember, I still can't forget you. "

I'm sure Chungdae hyong dropped the fork he was holding but no one paid attention to it because everyone was busy thinking.

"How poor of miss Baek. Her parents live far away in Busan while she has to live alone in Seoul since college until now, "Eomma said in concern.

"Tell her if he needs our help, we will be ready to help at any time," pleaded Dad.

"Yes, Dad," answered Dongsun hyong with a frown, busy thinking.

I glanced at Chungdae hyong and wondered what his reaction was. But he didn't say anything and just kept eating in silence.

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