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#Daejeon, Chungcheongnam-Do Province

The sun sends its warm signal to the eastern hemisphere of Asia.

Song Joong Ki was sitting under the shade of trees whose waving leaves were being played by the gentle whirring wind.

Joong Ki propped up his chin next to his hand and sighed..

There were so many voices in his head.. Sometimes he hit his own head..

And then..

Crying out..

"uljima.uljima.." press on yourself.

Even when his consciousness came.. He would only cry wailing.without any power.. And of course just sitting there.. Under the trees.. All day.all year..

Until the evening I say hello.. He will walk back to his house..

Pathetic??

Yep.

The dried leaves fell off and fell before the ki.he smiled faintly.

He opened his palm and the dried leaf landed right on his palm..

"dry leaves.why do you look so much like me." he said flatly..

Then laugh..

"you're so funny." I laughed again.

"your place is right he's up there.. With your green and beautiful friend.Then why would you rather dry out and fall to the bottom??" ki says.

"cih.didn't you see??they even danced around wiggling their leaf bones without even a single glance at you down here." said ki angrily and heard him cursing in foul language..

"alright.do you want me to take you home?" ask ki on the dried leaves on the palm of her hand.

"you know??.at home I have hae jin samchon..

Ah he's even the best in the world." said ki with a smile.

"hae jin samchon.. Saranghae..

Cheongmal cheongmal cheongmal saranghae.. Hahahahahaha.." Ki's laughter was insane.

"hae jin samchon..

Naea.. Song Joong Ki's.imnida.."

I said silly and chuckled..

"it's really funny." laugh alone.

No matter what passers-by I can point at him..

"ommo.kasian once he.." muttered an ahjumma who passed in front of ki. His head was in disbelief.

#seoul, Gyeonggi-Do Province

That morning at the kyo residence..

Kyo packed his clothes into a pink suitcase with a samsonite logo.

Kyo was busy cramming his stuff into a suitcase that was already full..

"lady.eodigaso?" ask hyung sik.

"emh..holiday?you take a vacation??you really are something.this is not bad.." said hyung sik as he folded his arms in front of his chest.. Act smart.

"cham..Where are you going on vacation??"

Ask hyung sik..

"Europe?um..A paris? Moscow? Indonesia??oh.bali.bali.. You know nuna.I've read the article on how beautiful Indonesia is.. Cheongmal yepo!!" hyung sik said seriously.

"arayo." said kyo

"but I didn't go there this time?"added kyo

"hm..then? Eodiga?? Italy's? America's? Africa??" hyung-sik keeps mentioning several countries and continents.

"Daejeon.." chirps kyo brief.

"owhhhhhhhh.. Daejeon.." said hyung sik who was then surprised and shouted..

"mwo?????daejeon????? Da.da.da...daejeon???" hyung sik shouted in surprise.

"ah very noisy.." said kyo wagging his hands expel dongsaengnya..

"ani.nuna.so many places.. Why Daejeon??" ask hyung sik.

"so chatty.." grumbled kyo..

"lady.wae?"

"i just want to pay a visit to the villa that Appa bought two months ago. I heard from imo there is good." answered kyo

"waeyo??" ask hyung sik again.

"ahh..molla.molla.." kyo pushed hyung sik out of the room and closed the door..

"so noisy is he.. He doesn't look like appa. nor does he look like eomma..

Hh.." kyo grumbled while turning the combination key in the lock of his suitcase.

"beres.." she exclaimed.

..

Kyo and hyung-sik then have breakfast together..

Hyung-sik looked at kyo suspiciously..

Kyo is indifferent..

Kyo calls his driver and asks him to take the suitcase from inside his room and drive him to the villa in Daejoen.

"ahjussi take me to daejeon." said kyo.

"ne.nona.." replied the driver.

Hyung sik suddenly disappeared.

"ah where is he.." murmured kyo..

"imo tell the puppy.. I'm leaving.." order kyo on the image.

Imo nodded and smiled.

Kyo glanced at his watch and rushed out towards the parked car in the front yard..

Kyo opened the car door and was surprised to find a woman sitting inside...