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“Itshouldn’thurthim.”
Meetagain,withthatfleshyshortbody.TheplacewhereIlivedinHan.
Todayisanotherlongday,butitisobviouslydifferentfromthelastdayontheHanRiverBridgeinJeonju.It’snotlongafterHanGuoreturnedtohisresidence,JessicagaveHanGuothephone,Keepringing.Evenifit’sjustanunfamiliarnumberbutHanGuoknows,itmustbeKrystal.
Hedidn’tpickitupbecausehehadn’tfigureditoutyet,howtosay…
KimTaeyeonishere.
Relativelysilent,eachisfullofthoughts,notsureTheotherparty’s,butyoucanseeit.
“Doesitstill
hurt?”
KimTaeyeonlookedathischeekandaskedinasoftvoice.HanGuopulledthecornerofhismouthandtouchedhisface:”Itdoesn’thurtforhim.”
KimTaeyeonpaused.Frownedandsaid,”Hedidn’thitmeatall.DidyouhithimbecauseIwasbeaten,orforyourself?”
HanGuochuckled,”Ihaveboth.”
KimTaeyeonbitherlipandtookalongbreath.Hesaid:”Let’ssortouttherelationship.”
HanGuotrembledandlookedupather.
KimTaeyeonheldbackasmile:”Why?