The Hwang Hwang Couple
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The fact that this nameless girl is her soul mate increases her dislike. "Tells. What are you doing in the snow? " Hyunjin broke the silence for the first time. The girl raised her head, lowered the ramyeon cup slowly and looked at Hyunjin. There was a sigh and a long pause before the girl began to tell the story. Even his eyes did not look at Hyunjin, but towards the wall behind Hyunjin, the sign that the girl was thinking. "I fell asleep." Hyunjin's brow furrowed. In his gaze tucked the signal for the girl to tell more. "I just ran away from my house and have no more goals." Paused. "At that time the snow had not yet fallen. And I'm tired. That's why I sleep in a tree. When I wake up, I'm already in your place. " "Where is your house?" "Incheons." The wrinkles on Hyunjin's forehead are deepening. The reason that sounds strange, in his ear. Just as strange as the nameless girl. From Incheon all the way to Seoul just to sleep? There are so many holes and question marks from the girl's story. And surprisingly the girl did not want to tell more, which made her upset. "Look, I'm giving you food and shelter so you don't die around here." Hyunjin's gaze was sharp, directed at the girl, "And I don't know what you will do after this. If you want to die, find your grave somewhere else. " The girl sipped her drink. Acting as if he didn't hear Hyunjin's words at all. "I don't know where else to go." The girl finally said. Not even looking at it, "Before you say at length, shouldn't you introduce yourself?" Hyunjin's eyebrows raised, "Is that really necessary?" "Or do you want me to call Mr. Anger for life?" The girl raised her head. The girl's gaze was straight at him, "Besides, I have been able to hear again since I met you." Hyunjin chuckles, ruffling her hair. No matter how he hated the cold faced girl before him, fate had decided that they were souls. Hyunjin can hear again thanks to this girl (and she hates to admit this), after all. Just think of this as one of his efforts to return the favorite. Even though far, deep in his heart, Hyunjin thinks that fate only wants to play around like a child. "Hyunjin. Hwang Hyunjin's. " However, the tone of his voice was not able to lie. His name slides from the tongue with express. "Yeji's hwang." The girl looked at him. Not even bowing. "Thank you for the ride." . . . Yeji sleeps on the front couch, simply because Hyunjin doesn't want to give her bed to a foreign girl.
And Hyunjin slept late that night. In his mind, he kept thinking there would be many possibilities. What should he do with Yeji? Not that Hyunjin already has a steady income — even for food, he still depends on the parents' remittances. Accommodating just one person is already exhausted, let alone accommodate two people? Why did the girl have to be around her apartment? Why did he help him then? Maybe because of the subconscious - moved because according to their destiny are souls? That thought made Hyunjin sad. His body turned, staring at the blank white wall before another thought crossed his mind. At least thanks to Yeji, he can hear again. And that's the most important thing, right? His hearing returned. Back to normal. . . .
The fact that this nameless girl was his soulmate made his dislike increase.
“Explain. What are you doing in the snow?”
Hyunjin who first broke the silence. The girl raised her head, lowered the ramyeon cup slowly and looked at Hyunjin. There was a sigh and a long pause before the girl started telling stories. Even his eyes did not look at Hyunjin, but toward the wall behind Hyunjin sign that the girl was thinking.
“I'm asleep.”
Hyunjin's forehead wrinkled. In her gaze tucked a command signal for the girl to tell her more.
“I just ran away from my house and have no destination anymore.” Paused. “So the snow has not yet fallen. And I'm tired. That's why I sleep in a tree. When I woke up, I was already at your place.”
“Where is your home?”
“Incheon.”
The wrinkle on Hyunjin's forehead deepened. A strange sounding excuse, in his ears. It was as strange as the girl without a name. From Incheon all the way to Seoul just to sleep? There are a lot of holes and question marks from the girl's story. And it seems the girl didn't want to tell me more, which upset her herself.
“Listen, I gave you food and shelter so you don't die around here.” Hyunjin's gaze was sharp, pointing at the girl, “And I don't know what you'll do after this. If you want to die, find your grave somewhere else.”
The girl sipped her drink. Acting as if he did not hear Hyunjin's words at all.
“I don't know where else to go.” The girl finally said. Not seeing it either, “Before you say at length, shouldn't you introduce yourself?”
Hyunjin's eyebrows raised, “Unfortunately it's necessary?”
“Or do you want me to call Mr Angry for life?” The girl raised her head. The girl's gaze was straight at him, “After all I could hear again since meeting you.”
Even though it was far, deep in his heart, Hyunjin thought that fate only wanted to play around like a child.
“Hyunjin. Hwang Hyunjin.”
However, even his tone of voice was unable to lie. His name glides off the tongue with an explicit reluctance.
“Hwang Yeji.” The girl looked at him too. Not even bowing. “Thank you for the ride.”
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Yeji sleeps on the front sofa, simply because Hyunjin does not want to give her mattress to a foreign girl.
And Hyunjin slept late that night. In his mind, he kept thinking of many possibilities. What should he do to Yeji? Not that Hyunjin already has a fixed income— to eat he still depends on the money sent by parents. Accommodating just one person is tired, let alone accommodate two people?
Why should she be around her apartment? Why did he help her at that time? Maybe because of his subconscious— moved because according to fate they are both soul mates? That thought made Hyunjin squeak. His body turned around, staring towards the blank white wall before it flashed another thought.
At least thanks to Yeji, he can hear again.
And that's the most important thing, isn't it? His hearing back. Back to how it was.
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