Adagio |Risk Of Life|
The Adagio 31

The bead shimmered looking at the green expanse of the hospital garden that was so beautiful. He even had a look at a dry tree surrounded by beautiful colorful flowers. Makes her miss the place where she used to be surrounded by flowers like that.

Although a month had passed after meeting with John's mother and talking about the problems that had come to the surface, Hyuji did not know how to get John to meet. The cell phone he turned off, and he completely disappeared like it was swallowed by the earth.

She even had to accept back as someone to blame because her mother was lying in a hospital bed. And yes, he was always rejected, not given permission to meet even if just to look and want to know the state of the mother.

Hyuji's physical condition doesn't look okay either. His body looks very thin because of the drastic weight loss, his eye bags are also clearly visible because they cannot calm down with the strange problems that surround him.

His skinny wrist reached into his pants pocket, picking up a phone that was barely lit for a month. Then with a doubtful gesture, he grabbed the button beside the phone to turn on the smart square.

Hundreds of short messages, along with almost a thousand incoming calls, appear on the display when the phone is on. His fingers trembled when he saw the short message coming in John's name. Tears that had almost dried up were re-dropped. Hyuji pointed the phone in front of his chest, hugging it tightly, stunned to hold a painful sob.

“I'm sorry, John!”

...***...

Trying to forget, John forced himself to find another job as a distraction in his mind. He could not have just been silent and bemoaned the fate that might be plunged into the deepest puddles of destruction. He still has other responsibilities. Mother. Yes, at least he was the reason John to stay alive until now.

A neat clean white shirt, black pants, and a tie wrapped around his neck, John was ready to attend an interview from one of Busan's major companies. He gets a recommendation from YoonKi's father.

John tidied up the hair he had just trimmed short with a hair gel. It is as neat as possible and hope everything goes well today.

Still staring at his reflection in the glass, suddenly John's attention was diverted when the clink of the phone on the nightstand stole the attention. It's not usual for someone to send a message to her this early. John had thought people from the company canceled the interview schedule. Rotating his body and walking a few steps to reach his goal, John was stunned, his expression suddenly changed, the veins on his face stiffened when he managed to open the message balloon and know the contents of the message. Fireworks so festive during the new year, John thumped undisturbed.

Can we meet John today?

Hyuji sent him a message that he would of course wait for over a month. The red hue was clearly visible on his firm facial features, his lips he purposely folded inward, his palms trembled, his fingers cold and watery as he typed in a reply message.

I have an interview today,

Not yet had time to type the next sentence, one new message came in.

Five o'clock in the afternoon, at the chicken-foot shop.

John choked. He didn't expect Hyuji to take him there, but Hyuji's wish was something he couldn't resist at all. John deletes the previous message, then types a reply indicating if he is very hopeful at the moment.

Eoh, all right, please wait for me for a moment when the time is over.

There's no reply. John looks nervous and immediately presses the phone button because he wants to hear Hyuji's voice. But she must be willing to swallow the disappointment, Hyuji's number has returned unable to be contacted.

—

John ran in a hurry when he got off the bus, saw the watch wrapped around the wrist that had pointed angkablima past twenty minutes, John increasingly made his footsteps like a hunted ghost.

His appearance was not neat and seharum this morning. The sweat thread that soaked his forehead, and the breath was great, John slightly bent his knees to regulate the breath. Greeding oxygen greedily while swallowing the saliva to wet his already dry throat, John was standing not far from the shop where he and Hyuji made the promise.

Smiling happily as he looked at the small back in the warm knit shirt he recognized as being behind him.

Slightly tidying up, John walked with wide strides to reach where Hyuji was. But the unexpected sight he found when his step had reached the place. John's smile vanished, the bead that usually beats beautiful like the whole galaxy there was suddenly dim. Her lips clenched slightly shuddered as she looked at Hyuji before her who was lowering the glass filled with warm drinks.

The girl smiled awkwardly while staring warmly.

“You're coming? Sit down first, I've ordered a warm drink for you!“

He thought Hyuji would invite him to drink soju just like back then. But the reality is not, he ordered a warm drink because John knew he could not drink the alcoholic beverage.

“Sorry I'm late!” john expressed regret. But Hyuji smiled softly until the eye basin and dark circles on his face also appeared clearer.

“No problem! I'm glad to be here! And I've spent a serving of spicy chicken feet! You didn't choose this place wrong, John!”

John forced his lips to smile. Rubbing the nape of his neck that is not itchy at all, John grabbed a glass containing matcha tea that is almost cold on the table.

“You're neat once?”

“Ah, this?! I have an interview at a construction company owned by a friend YoonKi!”

Hyuji returned with a warm smile. “Thank God if you get a new job! Dan—” Hyuji paused his speech for a moment, staring at John's bead with an almost empty and meaningless gaze. “...sorry to fire you for no reason!”

Maybe it was a mistake, but Hyuji had no choice but to break up with John. And he even willingly gulped his saliva back by pleading with John's mother to be reunited with the young man.

“I want to tell you something!”

Hyuji stared straight at the tall glass containing the same drink as John's, his fingers rubbing the curved sides of the glass in the curvature of his thin palm.

“Just tell Noona, I'll hear whatever you're going to say!” sahut John still linked his manik to Hyuji without moving in the slightest.

“I, will be away for a long time!”

John was stuck, the manic was a little heated up. “Where are you going, Noona?”

Hyuji raised his face, trying to avoid John's sad gaze that was even able to instantly also make his decision waver. Hyuji thought he didn't want to do this.

With a quivering voice, Hyuji looked back at his nearly empty drinking glass. Then he said, “You don't need to know where I'm going, but remember if we ever knew! Even before you became my subordinate at the flower shop!”

Hyuji tries to make a joke, but not as he expected, John just looks straight at him.

“I'm serious, you don't need to know!” continue with a warm smile. Slightly got up from his seat, grabbed John's mane and scrambled it slowly. “You are growing well! You're even more handsome than my shadow!”

Honestly, John didn't want to laugh or be blown away by the compliment. He even let out a cry as Hyuji's palm moved away from his facial features.

“One more time forgive me, John! I think this is the best decision for us!”

“Then what is the reason until it has to be like this?”

Like being hit by a huge meteor right in his heart, Hyuji was stunned.

“You will know this someday, not today!”

Bitterer. It was like someone had just poured a thick liquid wrapped around the tongue, even all the various flavors like rainbow candy were gone instantly. Hyuji crimped his glass with a furious feeling. He almost cried if he didn't immediately switch the topic.

“I hope we can meet again later!”

Hyuji said it blandly. Of course, he knows John. The young man still did not move from his overly pitiful face, then said. “Good! I'll wait for that day! The day we were reunited! No matter it's ten seasons or so!”

Not daring to lift a glance, Hyuji bowed regretfully as if making a new promise that he could not necessarily keep.

“I'll wait!”[]