124 – Unchanging Heroes (5)
Song Soo-yeon remembers Jeong-gyeom’s words.
The first time I tried to jump off the roof, what he said.
‘I will regret it.’
That wasn’t a mistake.
If I had jumped at that time, I would not have tasted the happiness that Jeong-gyeom gave me afterward.
The feeling of playing in an amusement park. Feels like watching a parade.
The feeling of dating. The feeling of holding hands and hugging.
I wouldn’t have known all the feelings of being in love.
Song Soo-yeon moved her steps step by step.
A cool breeze brushed her hair.
At the same time, Song Soo-yeon recalled the conversations she had with Jeong-gyeom one by one.
At that time, a five-story building was chosen because of the underlying fear of death.
From that height, Jeong-gyeom said.
‘If I had intended to die, I wouldn’t have chosen a building like this.’
Even this was true.
It wasn’t a low enough height to die on the 5th floor… But it was difficult to say that it was a certain height.
She probably only broke her leg, as he said, because she had no regrets in her life.
“…Not now, mister.”
Song Soo-yeon whispered quietly.
From the rooftop of a 20-story building, Song Soo-yeon looks down at the far floor.
Many lights were twinkling like stars.
If Jeong-gyeom was next to her, she might have thought she was pretty.
But not now.
Hearing that Jeong-gyeom died, the attachment to the world simply disappeared.
If you think about it, even this might have been planned.
As he said, parting was inevitable.
It was very difficult for her to keep her sane when she saw Jeong-gyeom, who had walked into ruin because of her.
She has never loved anyone more than him.
That’s why he died because of himself.
Sacrifice yourself.
Before, my legs trembled even when I was 5 stories high.
But now, I have no fear of death.
I don’t feel any emotions the whole time I walk.
It felt like my inner self had died with Jung-gyeom.
There was only one thing she wanted right now.
I hope I can meet Jeong-gyeom even after death.
She didn’t care anywhere in the world, as long as she could meet once again the man who had been her only salvation.
Anyway, the world without Jeong-gyeom was hell for her.
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Minbom and I stayed close and talked for a long time.
I told her about what had happened to her step by step, and Minbom also told me the stories that had happened.
As if she had accumulated a lot of stress, she complained to me while talking.
Some say they were annoyed, others said they were angry.
He kept talking to me.
Then, when silence came, Minbom slowly confessed to me.
“…Brother, do you remember what he said before?”
“…What do you mean?”
“…..I once looked at money and said I wouldn’t be a hero.”
I don’t remember exactly… But it seemed like something I might have said.
The evaluation of Solas was like that.
“……Actually, I became a hero because of money.”
Min Bom speaks.
“…”
“… I wanted to live better than others… I wanted to be good… I became a hero.”
I nodded slowly. Now I can accept her like this.
Hearing that, I ran a hand through her hair.
“…Now, my conscience is pricked…I’m confessing.”
“…Thanks for telling me.”
In this way, I learn one thing about her.
Rather than disappointing her, it seemed that her relationship with her only deepened.
We sat still for such a long time on the sofa.
No words or actions were needed anymore.
I was experiencing happiness that I hadn’t felt in a while just by being here.
I feel peace slowly.
The longer I stay like this, the more my mind goes over.
I feel more and more that being with someone I love is a sure happiness.
Minbom continued to scan my body, slowly reaching her hand through my pants.
“…?”
She asked me, carefully touching something in my pocket.
“…What is this?”
I followed Minbom’s words and put my hand in her pocket.
When I took it out, there was a locator that showed Song Soo-yeon’s location.
It was the tracker I used for a while to take Trino.
“…….”
And then, looking at the location the locator was pointing at, I froze on the spot.
****
Song Soo-yeon crossed the railing one leg at a time.
It was a bit of a familiar feeling.
She then climbed over the railing like this when she died.
If there’s a difference, it’s so high that it’s difficult to compare now… And maybe it’s that Jeong-gyeom isn’t around.
I feel a sense of liberation.
I really feel that it has changed a lot from the past.
A time when I didn’t know about happiness in the past.
When I attempted suicide like this, I only felt anger toward the world.
I felt resentment, resentment, and fear towards the world that had pushed me this far.
But now, after learning happiness from Jung-gyeom…
I don’t feel anger.
As expected, there is no fear either.
I just felt a deep sense of despair at the fact that Jeong-gyeom was no longer in this world.
I feel longing and disgust with myself.
The desire to end the pain arose.
Suddenly, I had an idea.
If she dies like this… Her memories with Jeong-gyeom would also die with her.
No one will remember his kindness.
He had been seen somewhere.
There are people who live to remember their loved ones.
“…Ha.”
Song Soo-yeon burst into laughter.
She wasn’t like that.
I wasn’t as strong as them.
I didn’t have the confidence to live with only memories of him for the rest of my life.
I didn’t have the confidence to live in a world without Jeong-gyeom.
She always stood up and pretended to be strong, but… She lost her support and couldn’t continue her acting anymore.
Her toes crossed the edge of the rooftop.
Her handrails held her back, and only her hands kept her from falling.
Even in the middle of this, Song Soo-yeon slowly thought of Jeong-gyeom.
Thinking of him, she thought death wouldn’t be so bad.
An accidental meeting with Jeong-gyeom.
A reunion at his shop.
The day I was saved from bullying.
Eating food.
School violence ceased as a result.
The house that I was able to get out of because of that.
The salvation and affection he gave.
The time passed in his shop without anything special happening.
The first drink you drank.
Amusement park date.
The walk we went out holding hands.
The day I cried and held him in his arms.
And even the kiss he shared on the sea.
A natural smile appeared on Song Soo-yeon’s face. It was the most beautiful smile ever.
Removes her hand from her railing.
She leaned forward slowly.
“Thank you.”
She whispered.
At the same time, Song Soo-yeon felt a sense of floating, and she began to fall at high speed.
The wind blew through her hair.
It was a calm feeling, like a lie.
Her death was a great relief to her after she had put her mind together.
She just put her body in the sky, preparing for the shock that was to come.
“……?”
But no matter how much I waited, the end never came.
I didn’t even feel the shock.
It was just a feeling of calm that lasted forever.
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Is it already dead?
This tranquility and warmth may be the proof.
It was after the wind that brushed her hair had subsided.
But she didn’t open her eyes.
She wanted to enjoy the peace she felt now even a little more.
But then, a voice knocked in my ear.
“……I heard that you will live a good life.”
At that voice, Song Soo-yeon’s eyes flashed open.
I couldn’t see properly at her tears.
She blinked her eyes, struggling to see the figure in front of her.
“…..The more you get scolded, the more you will come to your senses.”
“……Ah……that man…?”
She calls the name, thinking that there will be no more calling for her.
Gradually, his face began to show.
There was his face she loved.
Song Soo-yeon, hard to believe the current situation, carefully asked.
“……Am I dead?”
“…….No.”
Jeong-gyeom, holding Song Soo-yeon in his arms, slowly landed on the roof.
Her body, which should have been falling to the floor, was on the roof again before I knew it.
But Song Soo-yeon had no time to worry about him.
She stretched out her hand weakly and brushed Jeong-gyeom’s cheek.
A vivid sense of touch.
“I’m not…dead?”
She asked again.
“…..Yes.”
Jeong-gyeom also gave the same answer again.
Song Soo-yeon thought for a long time and asked questions carefully.
“…Then…Huh…Is the old man…Alive…?”
Jung-gyeom slowly looked at Song Soo-yeon.
Their eyes met in the air.
He said it again.
“…Yes.”
Song Soo-yeon touched Jeong-gyeom’s cheek for a long time.
The tears did not stop. She couldn’t believe this was real.
Song Su-yeon’s body began to tremble.
The pain in her heart, which did not feel like she was anesthetized, came back like a wave.
It felt like her heart was beating again, and her emotions were alive.
“Ahhhhh…”
Song Soo-yeon kept her mouth shut, and she digested the raging pain all at once.
Into her cries, she asked with difficulty.
“Really…Ughhh…Really…Are you alive…?”
Jung-gyeom leaned his back on the roof railing and slowly sat down.
Song Soo-yeon was completely wrapped in his arms, and she rested her head on his chest.
Tears continued to flow.
I didn’t even want to believe the current situation.
Believing this for nothing, she was afraid that she would be disappointed.
I finally realized that happiness that is so great is something I’m afraid to even grasp.
But the warmth of Jeong-gyeom that I felt right now was so vivid.
His familiar voice was so sweet.
As she sobbed, her shoulders shook like an aspen tree, but Jeong-gyeom was holding her tight.
She started shaking her head slowly.
She can’t even think of getting out of his arms, but she starts to deny the current situation.
As always, no expectations, no disappointments.
She closed her eyes tightly, and she began to point out his presence.
“I mean, there was an article saying that the man was dead…! Solas-sister… Said it herself…!”
“…Bom faked my death.”
“Ugh…Even if I were alive…He said he hates me…There’s no way he’ll come back to me…Even I…Hate me…”
“…If I hated you, would I have thought of sacrificing myself for you?”
“…You can’t save me like this again. How do I know…How I was here.”
“…I came after seeing the location tracker Han Yu-jeong gave me.”
But all of her points were easily shattered by his refutation.
I keep wanting to believe his words. She wants to hold on to this miracle.
Maybe it’s the punishment given to her who has already entered her hell.
After giving hope that she met Jeong-gyeom again, she might be the devil’s trick to drop her into the abyss.
So, Song Soo-yeon shook her head without opening her eyes.
“No…No…”
She whispered in a watery voice, she did not believe in his existence.
“……Soo Yeon-ah.”
However, the voice she heard made her final resistance futile.
Jeong-gyeom’s fingers wiped Song Soo-yeon’s tears like before.
“…..Look at me.”
He says.
Song Soo-yeon couldn’t think of resisting his words.
She opened her eyes slowly.
I saw Jeong-gyeom at a distance of less than a hand.
“…Here I am.”
He said with a small smile.
In his confident voice, and in his familiar smile.
“…..Uhhhhh…!”
Song Soo-yeon couldn’t hold it in any longer, and she started to cry.
Her cries resonated on the rooftop where the two of them were alone.
