Dear A
Zhou Shen Big Fish's

...When hoping for happiness from a human being, leave room for injury....

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"Sir.. Why do I have two towels? " question Zoya is confused because Yeon-jin let her two white towels to dry her body.

"Your curves will be visible if exposed to water, right? put it on, I know what you need, right" she replied to make Zoya freeze, not even thinking about it.

"Sunjae, you go to the toilet and ask someone to clean this room, and you.."his request then points to his six sisters who are still in the room, "Get out, get out, let them be here, "continue, without thinking for a long time they put their feet out and close the door. Only Yumi, Da-eun and Zoya are still silent in that place.

"Zoya, your clothes are all wet? " ask Yumi a little panicked.

"You why panic, would not papa if eonnie Zoya out rich that. Other employees will also be ordinary, " said Da-eun confused.

"Zoya is a Muslim, Miss. So the rule in their religion was to close the aurat from head to toe, except for the face, "Yumi tried to explain carefully.

"Well.I guess when we first met, eonnie Zoya was wearing a shirt that was all covered with cold. Eonnie muslim yeah? " Da-eun looked at Zoya with a serious look.

"I am a Muslim, "

"I bought you clothes well, across the office there is a store selling clothes. You can use my money, "give Yumi to Zoya, but she shook her head.

"No need, Yumi. I minjem Pak Hye-joon's room just ajar until my robe is dry, "

"No. eonnie can catch a cold if that is so, let alone this room uses two ACs, " continued Da-eun disagreed with his proposal.

"Eonnie, you know I buy a yuk shirt, you choose a suit for eonnie Zoya. Let me pay you, "dead Da-eun made Zoya and Yumi throw one another a glance.

"Miss-ON

" Don't call me, Miss. i is not a powerful person, call me name i, you are older than i, "both of their eyeballs widen as Da-eun humbles herself greatly as an ordinary person and doesn't want to be overstated. Though their family is family, Ryung-jae has more possessions than they thought.

"We will be angry Mr. Ryung-jae because it is not polite, miss, " said Yumi again it is not nice to call her only by name.

"No. I who will be angry he's back, oh yes. i also work here how rich eonnie both, "

"Huh? "

"Ma.. You mean Cleaning Service? " ask Zoya again with a doubtful tone.

"Yes, it's not much later we catch a cold all don't go for a change of clothes, " Da-eun quickly pulled Yumi's overwhelmed hand.

"Zoya ise.. Zoya you were here first well, not for long anyway, "excited Yumi as she continued walking because Da-eun dragged her.

"Yes, be careful, "

Ryung-jae asks when he sees Da-eun leaving the room while dragging Yumi, and asks where she is going. Da-eun simply answers not to enter the room first, and she leaves for a clothing store.

"Miss, that's the water wet the floor later if anyone falls how? "

"You, please clean the water on the floor, "he shouted coincidentally when an OB walked across them. With ease Da-eun rules while walking to find a way to the lobby door.

"No. no. miss, I'm ashamed, "

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Yee-jun was silent staring at the moon at night which was emitting its rays. A full circle was already perched at the highest end of the sky. Yee-jun gazes at her deeply exhaling her breath until she can see her smoke.

Not long after that a single dot of white cotton fell from above the sky. He had been waiting for snow to fall for a long time, only now could he see it.

"How are you? " the mumbling is sad.

"When can we meet like before? "

"You used to love the snow, "Yee-jun looked down at his toes, "The snowman has disappeared, "he muttered softly.

Yee-jun turns around intending to close the balcony door and pulls his curtains. Black shades were dominant in his room, whether it was also a manifestation of the picture in his heart that did not find brightness. He walked out of his room and down the main stairs, there was no one there. At nine o'clock in the night, the others may have pulled the blanket and struggled with the dream they were hoping for tonight.

Today her mood is not good, Yee-jun sits in front of the piano and opens her cover. Zhou Shen Big Fish's title, Yee-jun pressed the piano blocks slowly and so deepened the tone that came out and was so perfect in his ears.

He closed his eyes, the tone he had memorized even very memorized. He continues to remember the person he loved so much, who can make his life more colorful and shining, all the energy contained in the person, for others may look trivial. But not for those who have grown the seeds of love for a long time.

Hye-joon who was enjoying the snow falling from the balcony that night heard the strains created by Yee-jun made her more lulled in memories.

As well as the others, no one was crying. Everyone is silent in their minds.

Yee-jun stares at the figurant who always stands on top of that piano, it's his even if his owner is gone that place will always be his.

"Nobody can replace you, I assure you, "

Hye-joon stares at the large figure perched on the wall of his room, seven men smiling energetically and one woman sitting in front of them, wearing a black dress that is so in line with his skin is white, as white as milk and as bright as the morning sun.

There is a white paper tucked behind the frame, Hye-joon always puts it in that place, because it belongs to a woman who was writing a stanza at the time.

"The whole body of the big fish, I really like it, the meat, bones and also the fat that is so delicious when touching my tongue. Daddy always bought it for me, even he chose it right out of the sea. Daddy, I Love You, "

Hye-joon smiles as he reads the writing, he folds it again and slips it behind the frame. He accidentally puts it in his place, because Hye-joon remembers how angry the woman is if her goods are moved elsewhere.

"My son is very beautiful, "his murmur is smiling knots, with all his might holding his increasingly sore eyes.

Before long the strains that Yee-jun created came to a halt, those who were silent inside his room each could breathe a sigh of relief.

Da-eun is so asleep that no sound disturbs her ears and disturbs her calmness. Her dreams may be so beautiful that Da-eun publishes her smile in her unconscious moments that night.

So much and thank you..

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