Tucked In Both Hearts
63. Rubbish

"What are you giving her to do with her?" Jeon looked at Miss and then looked back at the trees in front of her.

"That's what you hate about Miss Mita?"

Jeon did not reply, his gaze still fixed on whatever was in front of him. It was very difficult to explain the words. Either resentment, disappointment, or anger are more dominant. Jeon breathed deeply and long before another tiny hand of Miss piled the man's.

"Tell me what you feel. You recall? I've felt disappointment and hurt just like you. Maybe that second level of feeling between you and me is different. There will always be people who hurt us. And unfortunately, it always comes from the people closest to us. Either close in distance or blood. We can't avoid that."

"Are you asking me to forgive him?"

"No, I didn't say that."

"Keep what does that mean? Are you willing to invite me to meet first because of this discussion? Discussing something that hurts me? If you're going to do that, I'd better go home."

Jeon intended to take off his hand, "What do you want, Rin? How many times have I actually loved you, you didn't consider me. You don't want to touch me first. And now look what you're doing? You hold my hand so I don't go anywhere, let me hear you about him. Have you ever heard of what I don't feel?"

Jeon's breath suddenly stirred. Never before had he treated Miss like this. Even when Missing attitude is sometimes very annoying for him, he can still use his emotions and sentences so as not to make the woman hurt his heart.

"Where do I want to hear if you don't want a story? You always say to me, if there is anything to tell you, it should not be kept alone. But you what? What the hell are you doing? Over the years you have become more quiet. I'm thinking about it, Je. I'm not, I deliberately kept quiet because I thought you would tell me if you were ready. And it turns out I even know your problem from someone else. And about for your love for me. I don't doubt that. I'm sure same love you. If for answers, why don't I answer, because I want us to be like this first. I'm comfortable with you, I already have faith that you love me, but there's something I don't know why I'm not ready to marry you. And maybe this is the answer, Je. Maybe it was God's answer to my question and something stuck in my heart. God could have wanted to bring you together before we got married, right? God also wants me to get the blessing of the woman who gave birth to my future husband."

"Our discussion is too far, Rin. I don't need her blessing."

"Have you heard this phrase? We would not know how the whole story of a book is if we did not read it in its entirety. We cannot conclude the contents of the book when we read only half of the contents. I don't believe Ms. Mita, here Ms. Mita is wrong, but it doesn't seem to hurt if you also hear her reasons for doing this. I don't allow what he's doing, Je. I just want you to hear the reason, that's all. Poor Ms. Mita, it's so noticeable from her face that she's sorry and hurt, Je."

"You feel sorry for him, but you don't feel sorry for me? Actually my life means to you what doesn't it mean, anyway? What do you think of me, Rin?"

"I think of you as you think of me. If you think I am a precious woman to you, then I also consider that you are a precious man to me. Trust me, I don't want you to regret it."

"There will never be any regrets for him."

Jeon took off his hand and left. He walked with wide and fast steps. While Miss chasing after him by running around while calling out to him.

Jeon rubbed his cheek with the back of his hand. He hated this, he did not intend to weep over the situation, but with the brashness of the clear liquid it slid without sin.

"Ah."

Jeon's steps stopped hearing a shriek from a familiar voice. With a lazy step he returned to his back and crouched down in front of the woman who was researching his bleeding knee.

Without saying much, the man pulled Miss's hand and he put it on her shoulder. Then both of his hands raised the petite body of the woman who had just made him upset on his back. Jeon was still silent despite feeling a little guilty for letting Miss run after him.

"You're angry with me? I made you angry by talking about Ms Mita? I've heard the phrase from someone, that he'll make me happy by obeying everything I want."

"But not in a way. I don't want you to make me hear what you want. After all, our relationship is more exactly called one-sided love. I love you, you don't."

"I told you that I think of you as you think of me. I don't want you to rush into marriage doesn't mean I don't love you."

Jeon slowed his pace. Although he felt a little tired because it was quite heavy also carrying Miss on his back. But it's okay, because she was hurt and she felt like this moment would be rare. The man did not care about the many pairs of eyes that led to them.

"Yes continue why every time I ask out you always answer I want to be alone first, I want to be alone first, so continue. But given the ring will, kissed willing, embraced willing."

"Yes, that's a substitute for an answer with the words, Jeon."

"Reason."

"still angry? Yes, I'm sorry. I'm not going to talk about Ms. Mita."

Jeon was silent until the man carried Miss's body into the car.

"I'm the one who should be sorry, I shouldn't have left you like that." Jeon took the medicine box and began to take care of the woman's wounds.

"Whatever anger I am, I shouldn't be. I'm not angry you're talking about him, but not now. I don't want to hear. You'll never know what it's like to be dumped in the trash."

"But I know what it's like to be thrown away like shit."

The answer from Miss made the man stop his activities and look up.