The Highest Level Son of a Chaebol Family - Chapter 414
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414. For a new beginning
-My house.
Yerin called this place that.
What is this that makes my heart flutter?
Yerin smiled brightly with an innocent face.
“It feels like I’ve come a long way.”
It’s been a long way.
It’s been 30 years since you came back here.
With a glimmer of hope.
I’ve been waiting for you for a very long time.
“If I say I miss you for no reason… … would it be too weird? Hehehe.”
It’s strange, but why is it strange?
I feel the same way right now.
“It’s nice to come this way.”
“My heart is pounding so hard right now.”
Yerin smiled brightly with a face so sweet it seemed like it would melt.
Just like you back in the old days.
“I think it’s really great here!”
Yerin was so excited that she looked through various things.
“Wow, this iron table, this rose blanket, this bank calendar!”
Well, that’s because I bought the exact same thing.
“This rice bowl, soup bowl, kettle and pot, even the yellow plate and the fluorescent light switch with the string! It’s so similar to my dream, it’s amazing!”
Yerin laughed out loud.
“The cucumber soap and the laundry soap, and even the teddy bear washbasin and the red rubber basin are just like in my dream! How can this be?”
Yerin snorted.
After wandering around and looking around for a while, I soon tilted my head.
“Huh? But this isn’t a coal boiler, it’s an oil boiler?”
Well, that’s because I changed it.
Having lost my mother to coal gas at an early age, I hated coal boilers.
But unlike when I lived alone, I couldn’t let her sleep in the cold.
Poor love was sad.
“There’s a TV, a washing machine, a refrigerator, a gas range, and even an electric fan that I’ve never seen before?”
Well, I… … .
Yerin grabbed my arm and shook it, stamping her feet.
“Brother, it’s snowing outside!”
I looked up and looked out the basement window.
The sleet was falling heavily and piling up in front of the semi-basement window.
“Oppa, a snowman! Let’s make a snowman!”
Yerin took out two red and blue cone-shaped hats from her pocket.
“Hehehe, do you want to have a snowball fight too?”
* * *
“You’re an idiot!”
Yerin pouts.
“If you’re having a snowball fight, how can you not throw a snowball?”
“It’ll hurt if you get hit.”
“Were you sick?”
No, why do you look so sorry?
“Even if I get hit with something like that, how much pain will it cause?”
“therefore!”
Yerin placed both hands on her waist and scolded me.
“You should have thrown a snowball at me with all your might! Why do you always get hit when I throw a snowball at you?”
“It’s no fun if it doesn’t fit.”
“You’re an idiot!”
Yerin grumbled.
“I won’t have a snowball fight with you anymore!”
That’s fortunate.
I didn’t want to fight with you in the future.
Whether it’s a snowball fight or something.
“Yerin.”
“I’m so mad… … Wow. It’s a snowman!”
Yerin opened her mouth wide.
“Wow, that snowman family we made earlier was huge, wasn’t it?”
“You can’t put that on the windowsill.”
I held out a pair of little snowmen wearing red and blue cone-shaped hats.
Yerin put on her mittens and put her nose on the bridge of her nose, exclaiming, “Oh my god!”
“How can you make such pretty snowmen, oppa?”
“Do you like it?”
“Wow wow! Hehehe.”
Yerin ran out carrying a pair of snowmen in both hands.
I placed the snowman on the basement window sill, just like I used to do in the old days.
Yerin shook her mittens.
“Yes, this is it!”
It was a proud smile.
Click!
Yoo Jong-tae didn’t miss this moment and pressed the shutter of his instant camera.
Taking advantage of the gap in the instant photo becoming clearer, Yoo Jong-tae sneakily handed me a steaming mug.
“Ugh, soy milk is thick so I don’t like it… … .”
“This is it, Miss.”
“Wow, chocolate milk!”
I like a quick-witted man.
Yerin smiled brightly, holding the cup of warm chocolate milk to her cheek.
“Hey, it’s warm.”
“I think I’m catching a cold.”
I fastened Yerin’s scarf tightly.
“Let’s go inside.”
“huh!”
Yoo Jong-tae smiled brightly.
“I turned on the boiler and laid out a cotton blanket, so it’s the perfect place to roll around and play.”
I like a man with quick hands.
After changing her wet clothes, Yoo Jong-tae wiped Ye-rin’s face with a towel and asked.
“Miss, is there anything you want to eat for dinner?”
“It’s Jjajangmyeon!”
Yerin raised her hand.
“Gunmandu is free of charge!”
“Excellent menu selection.”
Yoo Jong-tae raised his thumb.
“Then while I go buy some jajangmyeon, just hide under the blanket and play. You won’t catch a cold. Okay?”
“yes.”
Yerin opened the door with a pretty smile.
When he saw the cotton quilt, his eyes sparkled and he clasped his hands together and exclaimed, “Wow!”
Yerin, who was completely covered in blankets, smiled brightly in a very happy mood.
“Oh, it’s so cozy and warm. I really like it!”
“You like it that much?”
“Yeah. Hehehe.”
Yerin’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“It feels like my whole body is melting… … .”
Yerin tapped the side of the bed.
I reluctantly lay down next to him at his urging to lie down quickly.
The strings of fluorescent lights dangling from the ceiling felt strangely familiar.
“Isn’t it dirty?”
I scratched the ball.
“Everything about our living conditions is cheap, the house is often cold, and even heating water for washing is a chore.”
“Are you so happy?”
“… … .”
I looked back at Yerin.
Yerin forced her sleepy eyes open and smiled bashfully.
“Brother, this mandarin duck gold needle is actually incredibly precious?”
“It’s a cheap comforter sold at a market lumber shop.”
“You’re an idiot. You don’t know anything… … .”
Why don’t I know?
I was the one who found this quilt and bought it while going around the local market lumber shops.
Yerin yawned loudly.
Above Yerin’s head, a transparent pearl spun around and around, making a noise.
Yerin dozed off.
“I must have really put a lot of effort into buying this… … . It took a whole two months of hard work to save up for lunch money… … .”
……uh?
I didn’t know you knew that.
“It was something I had a hard time earning by selling rice cakes and buckwheat jelly on cold winter nights… … .”
Yerin pouted her lips, unable to help her eyes that kept closing.
“My brother said that I was lying in the cold all day, covered with a blanket, groaning… … .”
“sorry.”
I gently stroked Yerin’s small head.
“You’re really stupid. You don’t even know Yerin’s feelings.”
“no…….”
Yerin buried her face in the blanket and closed her sleepy eyes completely.
“How was your day? You knew how I felt and what was my condition without me having to tell you… … .”
It was a humming that was full of sleepiness.
“I can’t speak like an idiot… … .”
Well, that’s because you had aphasia.
The occasional interruption in speech was soft.
“I was happy… … . Every moment I spent with you was sparkling and dazzling… … .”
Yerin smiled faintly with her eyes closed and a tearful voice.
“I always wanted to tell you that when we meet again… … .”
Yerin fell asleep with tears streaming down her face.
“I missed you… … . All the time… … always… … .”
“me too.”
Listening to Yerin’s even breathing.
I absentmindedly repeated to her the words I had not been able to say to her for 30 years.
“I did that too.”
My eyes keep getting hot.
I laughed, pressing my eyelids with my palms.
There was something I really wanted to tell you when I met you.
“I’ve been waiting for you.”
My voice trembled slightly without me knowing it.
“Always in this place. For a very long time.”
Thank you for coming back like this.
I’m so glad I came back like this.
My long wait has come to an end.
[Beep beep!]
The transparent magpie that was still spinning around above Yerin’s head let out a long cry.
I couldn’t help but ask.
“How much have you shown me?”
[Beep beep beep.]
“You didn’t show me everything, did you?”
[Beep, beep?]
Where did this nonsense come from?
I glared at Jujak with narrowed eyes.
“He’s a seven-year-old kid.”
[Beep, beep, beep, beep… … .]
“You can’t just show anything to a child who feels inadequate even after seeing and hearing only pretty, good, and precious things.”
[Beep!]
The bird landed on the cotton quilt.
[What you’re saying now is, please stop Yerin from seeing her past life in her dreams?]
“uh.”
You got it exactly.
The dwarf’s eyes narrowed.
[Won’t you regret it?]
The trickster laughed bitterly.
[If you don’t see it, you’ll forget it?]
“If it’s a memory that makes you cry every time you think about it, then it’s better to forget it.”
I also looked at Yerin’s sleeping face.
“In this life, let’s only see and hear pretty, good, and precious things, Yerin.”
30 years of longing is too heavy.
I won’t let you go through another gray hair because of me.
Even if it’s a dream.
“So you can forget it. No, forget it.”
I laughed softly.
“Because I will make you happier.”
Gororong blew the small, round nostrils of Yerin, who was snoring softly.
Yerin laughed hysterically in her sleep.
“Don’t even think about saying things like you’re a concubine. Got it?”
I carefully got out of bed.
It was almost time for Yoo Jong-tae to return.
If it were Yoo Jong-tae, he would open the door and bring in an iron bag full of jajangmyeon and fried dumplings while smugly offering them to me.
“Master… … !”
“fizzle!”
I knew it!
I raised my index finger and warned.
“Don’t wake him up and let him sleep soundly.”
“You must be tired after playing around in the snow.”
Yoo Jong-tae lifted the suitcase with a regretful expression.
“It’s a shame. The food here was really good, so the hall was packed.”
The suitcase had a familiar business name written on it along with the words, “New Business Open!”
It was the Chinese restaurant in Sillim-dong that I used to go to with Yerin in my previous life.
“If the Jjajangmyeon is all puffed up and burst, it won’t taste good.”
Yoo Jong-tae spread out an iron table and placed Jjajangmyeon and fried dumplings on it.
His movements were so skillful that anyone who saw him would think he was a former Chinese restaurant delivery man.
“Master, you must be hungry, so please have some chopsticks.”
“thank you for this food.”
It was a taste I missed.
It tasted just like the Jajangmyeon I used to eat with Yerin back in the old days.
“Team Leader Yoo, I think we’re going to tear this house down.”
“yes?”
Yoo Jong-tae looked around with surprised eyes.
“Didn’t you have so much affection for this house that you personally selected and filled it with every single piece of wallpaper, paneling, and furniture?”
Yes, that’s right.
“It’s a multi-family house that was built only a few years ago, and it’s been replaced with an oil boiler and all the appliances, including the refrigerator, television, and washing machine, have been updated to the latest models, so it’s become quite a usable place. The yard is also spacious.”
That’s why.
“Isn’t it a bit of a waste to break it like this?”
I saw a pair of little snowmen standing side by side by the window as snowflakes fell.
“are you okay.”
The place where the half year I spent with her and my 30 years of waiting were buried.
My foolishness that I couldn’t shake off even though I knew it was foolish.
“Just build a bigger and better house.”
I don’t want to discuss our future again in this semi-basement, tied together by 30 years of longing.
Let the past be the past, and let dreams be dreams.
I want to create the future with my own hands.
“It wouldn’t be a bad idea to start with an apartment with a good view and good location.”
For example, the newlywed house I prepared for Kangwoo.
“An apartment?”
“A 124-pyeong Han River view penthouse with 7 rooms, 4 bathrooms, 4 parking spaces per unit, and a sale price of 14.9 billion won?”
“… … .”
Whether Yoo Jong-tae opens his mouth or not.
I smiled brightly.
“I’m sick of Sillim-dong now.”
I wish I had lived like a wanderer for 30 years.
I think I should stop living in the ant hell of Sillim-dong.
“Have you received any contact from the JH Investment office?”
“How do you know that?”
Yoo Jong-tae said with a sly smile.
“They say the five members of the Jeong family are wailing right now.”
I knew it.
“Japanese financial data that needs to be reviewed is being brought in by dump truck.”
Yoo Jong-tae winked one eye.
“It seems like the Japanese Prime Minister is really determined to push ahead this time.”
* * *
Japan was turned upside down by the Japanese Prime Minister’s New Year’s address.
Every day, newspapers and broadcasts focused on it.
Every other day, a news flash special was broadcast as an energy feature, and the front pages of newspapers were filled with articles from the Middle East.
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