Big Life

35 – Is it a house fight (1) Big Life 277 Episode 35 – Is it a house fight (1) Click tick.
The sound of the second hand of the clock ticking the classical melody and the sounding of the rebounding sounded exceptionally.
It was the expression of the old man who was together until a while before coming into the trembling sight.
"Rebuilding ah?"
After a while, Jingjin put his words again.
The face of the old man disappeared and the face of the friend who became increasingly serious filled his eyes.
Rebuilding blinked twice the eyes that regained focus. Just like waking from sleep.
How did this happen?
No matter how you look at it, it is not considered to be a joke. But the elderly were definitely together. It was only 1 to 2 meters apart, did not you see?
The answer was three. I am wrong, jinjun is wrong, or joke.
But no matter how you think, Jeong – jin is not a friend of mine. Even if it is a prank, it does not have the personality to draw such a long time.
That moment.
A dish with a white cake was placed on the top.
"Excuse me for a moment. My friend came and prepared a special pancake cake service. "
The reconstruction did not say thank you to the boss and looked down at the faraway cakes.
The boss, grasping the unusual atmosphere, went back without saying more.
"Rebuilding ah. Are you really okay? "
He did not listen to Jung – jin 's speech to the reconstruction that peeped through the cake.
There is a part to be confirmed to the president. But I just kept talking for my friend who sat next to me.
And, the reconstruction laughed unceasingly.
(laughing)!
wae geurae
Jeong Jin was puzzled and narrowed a lot of missense. Even among the shaky eyelids, there was even a cool sense of fear.
"Ha ha ha ha ha······!"
Afterwards, the reconstruction waved the upper body back and forth and laughed as if it could not stand. It was not enough and both hands were clutching their hands.
Now Jeong – jin is completely white with his complexion losing his voice.
The hand was pointing at the end of the table to instinctively raise the body. I was about to go to a mental hospital right now.
Right then.
Reconstruction was a horse.
"I did not know you would get caught so easily."
“What?”
Jeong Jin made a stupid face.
The reconstruction stole his eyes as he laughed and tears, pointing at his laptop.
"I know it was good reaction to the mustard bath?"
"Why does this conversation lead to a mustard bath?"
"These days I've been thinking about another horror. It's a scene where you see a ghost only to the main character but you meet a friend. "
What
The reconstruction was just laughing as if it was a pity.
"There must be a way to describe this situation naturally. Even if I try to fix it a few times, I only get out of hand. "
So
After realizing the meaning of reconstruction, Jung-jin was able to hook up and suck the breath that was full of chest.
Then, after a few seconds, he pulled a tissue and wiped his sweat on his forehead, he asked.
"So now … I needed a natural scene to use in the novel, so you used me?"
"I'm sorry. Instead, I shoot lunch. "
"Hey, you son of a …!"
Jeong Jin ran out of place and went to the back of reconstruction. Like an American professional wrestler, he rebuked and shook his neck.
"Next year, I am thirty years old.
"Come on! Mi, sorry …! I really did not know I would be deceived so far ………! Stop it, coffee …! I will pour the coffee · · · ·!
Despite the begging, Jungjin bothered the reconstruction and then returned to his place.
He was not in a gentle expression to rub his stiff neck. It was just a relief to the fact that it was a play of a friend.
"I'm sure it's getting older."
Jeong Jin laughed as though laughed at himself.
"You are being fooled by this lowly prank. I'm old and I have a lot of thoughts. I was worried about the reconstruction because I had nothing to do. "
"Is not the last word too expressive? Friends? "
"Shut up, bastard. What kind of friend are you? It's okay, Bob. "
"Yes, I was a little hungry, but let's go out now."

The two men who escaped from the cafe spent time eating lunch, watching movies, and browsing the bookstore.
It was a very painful hour for reconstruction. I had to hide my uncomfortable mind and laugh in front of my friends all the time.
"It's already over five. I promise you at 7 o'clock, but let's tear it apart. "
"Yes, Hyo – jin gives me my best regards. See you soon. "
After sending Jinjun first from the subway station, rebuilding ran to the Burinaka cafe.
And when I did not know what to ask, I arrived at the cafe.
Gain Profit.
“Oh, Ha teacher? Did you come again? "
The boss was surprised and looked around, not washing dishes. In front of him coming up with his wet hands tattered, he was summarizing the words to rebuild.
"What have you left? I did not notice anything special when I cleared it. "
"No, it's not like that, but I want to ask you something."
"To me? Ask anything. "
"I had a pancake cake before."
"Pumpkin cake?"
The boss thought the ball was inflated for a moment and then nodded his head.
"Did you tell me that you wanted me to taste it for the first time that I prepared it ambitiously?"
"Yes, that is the day. But that day …. "
The reconstruction was scratching the back of the head and looked inside the cafe.
Several guests sat in the inner seat and chatted. In the end, the reconstruction did not easily recall a question that could be bypassed and asked in a direct way.
"I was a lady who was with me that day."
"Are you older?"
"Yes, who was sitting opposite me. When the boss brought me the cake. "
Four
The boss immediately frowned and became frown.
"You were alone on that day, were you?"
"I was alone?"
The reconstruction was a feeling that the heaven and earth were upside down.
The president was following my words like nothing.
"I did not have a problem because I went back and forth between the kitchen and the food warehouse because of the cake, but when I went to ask if I had a cake, there was definitely a teacher. I certainly remember. "
then
Rebuilding stepped up a voice unintentionally.
"Well, then I asked the old man about it. Would you like a sweet cake? You said you did not like a sweetheart, so did not you just make me? "
"I remember. But then, did not you have a conversation with the teacher? "
"You were on the phone?"
"You were wearing something like a headset in your ear. So, I thought I was going to bring you a cake for the person you were talking to on the way to go. "
So the president banged on my ears. His strangeness was gradually getting dark because of the conversation.
"So I asked you later if you like the whole wheat cake. I do not think that the elderly person likes a lot … "
“······.” "I may have come to the eldest person while I was in the food warehouse. Did you come here while I was not seeing it yet? You did not drink that old drink? "
He rebuilt his head with a smile.
I have confirmed all that I have to confirm. It was not Jinsun. It was the same with the president of the cafe that he did not see the old man.
"I do not think it was an important story. I do not have the spirit of writing that day, so I remember when I was talking to the boss and talking with him. "
"Are you? Sometimes I do not know when a guest comes in, as I see in the cafe structure. "
"So anyway, I came back because of that cake. Could you pack some whole wheat cakes, please? I'll bring you some. "
"Oh, I see. This took me away from my busy schedule. Please wait a moment. I'll make it soon. "
Before long, reconstruction had to go out of a tattered cafe with a box of rye cake.
His son-in-law had a deep darkness.
The reconstruction took a long sigh while looking at the people who were busy leaving home.
Was it something that made sense? I did not think it was really scary. I just wondered about the identity of the old man.
'I have experienced such a miracle in the grave of the high priest that night … I am not so surprised at this.
My cell phone rang in my pocket.
It was an alarm that reminded me that I was leaving one hour of appointment time.
Reconstruction took a deep breath and pace. If you continue walking this way anyway, you will meet again someday.

*** A fine dining restaurant overlooking the night view of the city.
There was more tension in the kitchen of Cheonhyang today.
Mao Yan, one of the best writers in Korea and the representative of Tin Sent Pictures in China, came to visit for dinner.
"Be careful not to disturb the taste and shape. I will thoroughly match the cooking time! "
As the owner of Cheonryanghyang, he was thoroughly supervising the kitchen while cooking himself.
His hand to entertain the VIPs was extravagant. A variety of delicious and delicious dishes were being made in turn.
Such a view.
In the reserved room, rebuilding, Mao Yan, and Rin Hong had just begun to say hello.
"I'll see you a long time, Mr. Ha. Thank you very much for your precious time. "
"What do you mean, I have to thank my representative and the manager who came to Korea. I am glad you are not on a fast schedule. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will serve as a delicious Korean restaurant. "
"Thank you, sit down. Teacher
The reconstruction sat on the chair.
Mao Yen, who sat next to each other, took the bottle with his long finger and encouraged him to rebuild the car.
Today 's Mao Yan was wearing a white cheongsam, which is full of curves. YaHaDaigiBoda was seen as a graceful and elegant middle-aged woman.
The reconstruction that I was only accustomed to wearing in her bachelors had a feeling of freshness.
There was a small conversation between the three people.
I was not aware of the reconstruction as I talked.
Even when you smile, your face is pretty stiff.
This is because I have not been able to put my thoughts on the unidentified old person into doubt.
"Well, excuse me while you're talking ………"
Reconstruction laughed gently and gently started his body.
"I can not stop by on the way, so I'll go to the bathroom."
"Yes, teacher. Please go slowly. "
Rebuilding opened the door and disappeared over the hall.
Mao Yan loosened all the laugh he had been keeping all day and blinked his eyes a few times. When she was embarrassed, Rinmin Hong immediately inquired as she knew she had a visible expression.
"Why are you doing, sir?"
"I'm in my heart."
"What's the point?"
Mao Yan's sharp eyes were facing the door through which the reconstruction had passed.
"Your face is pretty solid. Did not you feel it? "
"Actually, I'm a little … I do not think your body is uncomfortable or has a different post?"
Under the table, Mao Yan nodded his toes nervously.
Actually impatience, my heart was similar to Rinmin Hong.
Now rebuilding has become a truly global mogul. In his words he ran whether or not he could get the copyright of 'evil'.
Mao Yuan, the head of the Tin City Pictures, was not able to kill her spare time and come to Korea.
"Manager Rin."
"Speak, sir."
"Did I ever make a mistake, even though it was a small thing to Mr. Ha?"
Mao Yan's question, Rinmin Hong harshly shook his head.
"Absolutely not, sir. In the meantime, the delegation has done his best to set up the face of Mr. Ha. I assure you, my closest representative, to you. "
for your troubles." I'm a little relieved. "
Mao Yan was sipping a cup of cold tea. And najik added, putting down the teacup.
"Anyway, I do not think I will be able to give you a good paycheck today. At least I do not want to miss my book. "
"Ha would never do that."
"Oh, a gift. What gift do you give to Mr. Ha? "
"I'm well kept there. Do not worry. "
Immediately after Rinmin Hong finished speaking.
The door opened and the reconstruction came back.
It was more flexible than before going to the bathroom. Thanks to Mao Yan and Rinmin Hong, I was a little relieved.
"Representative Mao Yan."
"Yes, teacher. Go ahead.
"I would like to ask about the malice I wrote."
“······?” Maoyen who is skilled in facial expression trembled at the moment.
Rinmin Hong was embarrassed at the end of the rebuilding, when he came to the top of his stomach. Before the meal came out, I did not know that it would immediately enter the mainstream through the mouth of reconstruction.

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