Adagio |Risk Of Life|
The adagio 06

John eyes's.

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Without Hyuji guessing, John played a pretty good role in his shop. How the visitors began to get to know and come and go to buy flowers. Although he also knew they were buying because they wanted to get the attention of the only employee.

Hyuji locked the door, threw the bag over the bed and threw himself in free light. But for some reason, suddenly painted on the ceiling of his room, John's sweet smile that he saw all day. Yes even for customers, but Hyuji also enjoyed it.

"Haaahs... "Hyuji's breathing is quite long. Then his fingers reached for the bag lying next to him. Hyuji slowly brought himself back to sit in the bed, taking out the money sheet from today's sale. Quite a lot, and all this did not escape the efforts of his employees. John Wilson's.

There were about a hundred thousand won over, and that was the net profit of sales today. Hyuji smiled proudly as he felt his efforts begin to develop. "It turns out I wasn't wrong to make John an officer! Sometimes he sucks!" his murmur was happy, considering his shop was bustling with visitors, and that smile was—

Hyuji was surprised not to play.

Just a few seconds Hyuji was in a calm state with a happy heart, someone banged on the door of the room from outside. And that was the voice of SoRa, Hyuji's first brother who liked to be rude and did not hesitate to hit Hyuji. Sometimes Hyuji wonders, were they really born from the same womb? Hyuji could not even feel any protection from his family figure, except for his father.

"Hurry up and open your door, or I'll destroy Hyu!"

Damnit.

Hyuji put the money back in and put the bag in the closet and locked it tightly. Then walk around, trying not to think badly. Turn the key and reach for the doorknob for it to open. But her brother had pushed the door rough until accidentally hit right on Hyuji's face. But Hyuji did not complain of pain, preferring silence or her brother hurt her more.

"Fast long? What are you hiding?"

"I almost took off my clothes and was going to take a shower!" lie Hyuji. He did not even know how big the sin of lies attached to his two shoulders at this time. Hyuji doesn't care.

SoRa scanned every corner of Hyuji's room, nothing.

"Mama and papa went out of town for two days,"

Ah, Hyuji hates to hear that. That means, he will be under the control of his two brothers who do not have the conscience. Then when their mama comes back later, there will certainly be things they made up so that his mama hates him even more. Hyuji was tired of all that.

"Give me your credit card! Let me take him!"

"Sister, that's my right! Doesn't my sister have more facilities than just a credit card from my mom? I've never been jealous and asked my mom the same thing!" pissed Hyuji.

Giving it away, is like giving up half his life. No, Hyuji won't give it to you. How will he pay John later if the store's income isn't sufficient? And what if the store needs something sudden?

However, Hyuji's gentle rejection was unacceptable to SoRa. He walked over to Hyuji, pointing his index finger right at the forehead to push Hyuji's head.

"You dare me?"

Hyuji's body was also pushed back. His steps were carried away too.

"You're even good at talking now! Who taught you that? Tell me!"

Hyuji just kept quiet and allowed himself to stay pushed back, until he unexpectedly fell down and hit his back head hard on the nightstand elbow. So hurt. Hyuji grimaced while holding the back of his head which felt like it was about to break. Dizzy, Hyuji's gaze began to twitch.

SoRa laughed coldly as she saw Hyuji grimacing in pain.

"Why? Sick huh?"

Justjust wonderful. His brother has no heart. Now, SoRa bowed, linked her eyes to Hyuji and whispered softly. "It would be more fun to torture you to death! But not for now! Not time!"

Hyuji's lips trembled, he even smiled between his pain and disappointment. "Then why don't you do it now? Mom and Dad are not there! Isn't this a chance for you?" challenge Hyuji.

SoRa's manic was filled with anger. He even cupped Hyuji's cheeks with his index finger and thumb at the moment. "No, there will be a time! Not today!"

Hyuji's breathing was stingy, "Sister, tell me! Why does my sister hate me like this? I never took anything from you!"

SoRa throws Hyuji's face aside, smiling cynically. "You'll find out later!"

SoRa just left. Closing the door of Hyuji's room violently and the loud thumping sound that soared. Hyuji tried to get up, grabbed the edge of the bed and limped off with a horribly throbbing head.

Ah, why is the painting of his life so depressing. Hyuji laughed at his fate of being born into a wealthy family but never feeling a hint of this happiness.

Suddenly, blood flowed from his nose. Not much, but surprising because all this time Hyuji had never experienced it. His steps again limped to reach the tissue on the study table, then rubbed the blood clean.

Hyuji shook his head as his gaze grew increasingly blurry. He put his head on the table until he unconsciously slept there. Either because of tired and sleepy, or because of dizziness that is getting and fainting.

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As usual, John will take the bus to get to work. He was quite happy and excited today.

Until both of his legs stopped when he wanted to reach Hyuji's flower shop. Finding the owner opening the shop, John glanced at the watch wrapped around his left arm. It was still thirty minutes away, but it was not usual for Hyuji to come quickly like that. John came closer.

"Aren't you usually coming this early Hyuji-nim?"

"I said just talk formal! Call me!"

"Ah, alright!"

John looked at Hyuji who looked a little pale.

"You sick?"

"Diamy! I'll be at the hospital for a minute!"

Hyuji walks in and tells John to sort out the withered flowers. John was still not used to Hyuji's grim face. The girl looked like the first time she met. Empty look.

John was suddenly worried.

"Do I need to drive you Hyuji-nim?"

"No!" hyuji answered briefly, took out a piece of the bureau and handed it to John. "Later one of the flower suppliers comes! You just need a signature on the receipt, and leave this to him!"

John just nodded in understanding. However, Hyuji's worry has not disappeared.

"You sure you don't want to be ushered in, Hyuji-nim?"

Hyuji nodded and linked back the black sling bag on his shoulder.

"Don't forget to clean the room, sort out the withered flowers, and arrange them in front of the store!" his words were addressed by John with a nod of understanding. "Call me if you don't know the price of one of these flowers! My number's on the name card on that table!"

"All right!"

"I'll go first! I'll be back again!"

John nodded once more with his lips pursed forward. Until Hyuji's presence is completely lost behind the door, John does what Hyuji tells him to do. Arrange flowers outside the store, clean the room, then sort out the beautiful flowers that begin to wilt.

"Well, it's a pity you have to be thrown away!" he said monologuing on the purple flowers in his grasp. "You are so beautiful!" he continued, throwing it in the trash bag.

A second later, he remembered Hyuji's figure that night. How the girl was about to end her own life, which even John did not know the cause. Hyuji himself is good at keeping secrets.

"Did he open this shop to simply remove the burden he had saved himself? Or, is there another burden that makes him reckless to do so?!"

John stared at the rose with petals beginning to fall. "She was beautiful like a flower, but somehow she was seen harboring a deep sadness on her face?"

However, John tried to brush it off and think realistically. Convince himself if the assumptions he makes are wrong. "Maybe he was sick, so his face was grim like that! Yes, I must!"[]

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Does anyone know who owns those round eyes?

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