After feeling calm a little, I went back to talk, "Heh, now I know where Chunghee is ... why didn't I think of this before, idiot!" I immediately stood up, then continued, "I have to go. I'm going to Sokcho in the morning."

Yunhee stood up, frowning. "Are you sure he's there?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Thank you."

"Thank you? What is that? Disgusting." He chuckled.

Stepping away, there was a feeling of excitement and also an impatience to meet Chunghee soon, then started a new relationship with him.

It's worth holding back a few days for a sweet result.

Chunghee, wait for me. I'll pick you up soon ...

...

In the morning, before heading to Sokcho, I stayed in bed, sitting there, where Chunghee often laid beside me. I took the pillow that he always used when he slept, then kissed it while closing my eyes, enjoying the soft scent that I could still feel on it. At least, his scent remained, so it could release my longing for him a little even though it was also stifling my chest even more.

Feeling his scent, as if I kissed his forehead gently. I muttered, "Chunghee, when I meet you later, even if you don't want to come home with me, I'll force you. Wait for me, honey."

After that, I immediately got up, then went downstairs to the car where Hoonsik was waiting, and immediately left without wasting any longer.

On the way, I was silent and reminiscing about everything.

I was hurt by my own mistakes. However, when I was about to organize myself to be a better person for him, he had left me. It made me regret it even more.

Why did God just wake me up now?

Back then, on purpose, when I didn't spend much time with him, I could still have fun with other people out there. Even sometimes, I didn't think about him at all and spend time with other people happily instead of having to come back for even a day.

Now, in just a week, I had been driven crazy by missing him and couldn't stop thinking about him.

God seemed to give the same feelings, as Chunghee felt after what I had done.

So, is this what he feels when he waits for me who never coming back?

I was sure that Chunghee was in pain more than this.

Wait...

The ... same feelings?

Those words sounded familiar to me ...

I clenched my fist tightly and started remembering everything again!

I had told him those words on our first date.

Suddenly ...

"Sir?"

Hearing Hoonsik's voice, I immediately returned from my reverie. "What?"

"Sir, your cell phone is ringing."

The thoughts in my head drifted away until I didn't notice my cell phone that had been ringing a moment ago.

I immediately took out the cell phone from my pocket, then saw the caller ID. However, as soon as I saw it was Sunyeon, I rejected his call without hesitation. Answering it would only hear the same nonsense as before. Even though he returned to call me a few times after that, I still ignored his calls and even muted my cell phone.

A few hours later, we arrived, right in front of an old house which looked very well preserved.

I immediately got out of the car, followed by Hoonsik.

I stood in front of the wooden fence, stared at the house for a moment before stepping into the courtyard, then knocked on the door with a pounding heart.

However, for a few minutes, there's no one opened the door for me. So, I put my ear to the door, intending to know if someone was inside. But, all I heard was only silence and the sound of the wind blowing where I was currently standing.

I was getting restless.

The feeling of impatience kept me knocking on the door. I was sure that Chunghee was in this house.

Then ...

"You ..."

Someone's familiar voice was suddenly heard from behind and took me by surprise. My eyes widened open, then I immediately turned to see someone behind me.

A second later, my surprise became an unbearable rage when I saw someone who was standing in front of me. So, without warning, my right fist, which was tightly clenched into a fist, immediately landed a hard punch on his face, until he swayed slightly to the side.

Feeling unsatisfied, I was about to punch him once again.

However, as I raised my fist, Hoonsik immediately held my hand back. He said frantically, "Mr. Lee! Please, stop."

His face was pale, looked worried, then turned his gaze to that person. "Ah, Mr. Kim, I'm so ... sorry."

Daehyun grinned coldly as if the punch earlier was just a joke. He didn't even feel any pain or sorry. However, it seemed to humiliate me and it made me even more furious to see that expression of contempt!

I immediately pushed Hoonsik so that he let go of my hand, then confirmed to him, "Get the hell out of here. I have business with this bastard."

Hoonsik looked at me fearfully, but there was resistance on his face.

"Get lost!"

Hesitating, Yoon Hoonsik finally left us and returned to the car.

I knew what he was worried about, but I didn't care because Daehyun was here, and I wouldn't waste my chance to teach him a lesson!

The emotion was already on the corner of my head. I glared at Daehyun who was still on the same expression with a condescending grin.

However, because by punching him in the face once earlier, it had made me vent an emotion within myself and slowly allowed me to control myself. I sighed, trying to relax, then said, "You're here, it means you're with him right now. Then, where is Chunghee? I want to take him home with me."

He looked at me for a moment before answering, "I don't know — get the hell away — it's useless if you asked me that."

"Liar!" I clenched my fists at my sides and tried to stay calm, holding back the emotions that were about to explode.

He chuckled, then walked passing me to open the door.

After he opened the door and was about to go inside, I immediately pushed his body aside and slammed the door, then went inside while calling Chunghee's name repeatedly, hoping he would come out of his hiding place.

"What are you doing? Get out of here right now." Daehyun pulled my arm.

I ignored him, pretending not to hear anything, and calling out Chunghee's name continuously while walking through every room in this place.

"Chunghee, I came to pick you up. I promise, I won't hurt you again, please, come out."

Daehyun suddenly muttered, "Heh, shameless."

Hearing his words, immediately made me stop walking, then turned towards him furiously, "What the hell did you just say?"

The corners of his lips lifted, his gaze darkened. His tone was provocative as soon as he said, "I said, you are shameless."

After those words, I immediately approached him with an emotion that was already making my head heat up, then grabbed his collar tightly. "You're the shame! Snatching someone's lover, you bastard! You're no different from trash!"

He threw my hand away, then smoothed his tie with a cold grin that was etched with a certain meaning. His gaze grew darker, then spoke, "What? 'Snatching'? Didn't he run away from you on purpose? Why are you accusing me of 'snatching' him from you? Heh, you should be ashamed of your shameful self for still chasing someone that doesn't want to see you anymore."

My lips slightly opened and my tongue trembled, was about to reply to those words. However, as if it was held back by the truth that was heard, my lips closed again. I lowered my gaze, thinking about those words for a minute.

He had hit me with the truth, without having to touch me.

"Lee, you're so embarrassing." With a pause, he continued, "Even with the disease he had, you still hurt him and don't care about him."

Hearing about this, instantly I froze before lifted my gaze back at him. "Disease? What do you mean?"

He was silent all of a sudden, looked surprised. Then, he immediately took his cell phone on the table and turned toward the door. "Get out. I have to go back to Seoul. I don't have time to talk to someone like you."

He hurriedly came out, followed by me from behind with a feeling of chaos. Outside, after Daehyun locked the door, I immediately grabbed his arm, staring at him in the hope that he would tell me the truth. "Kim, wait, what do you mean? What happen to him? Don't scare me."

Daehyun acted indifferently. He pretended not to hear anything.

While I, who was surprised by his words, kneeled in front of him as he was about to head. "Kim, I beg you ... tell me the truth, please."

"Go to hell."

Kim Daehyun left without being a little compassionate towards me, even I, who had humbled myself like this.

I felt helpless and became limp.

I was so pathetic!

A few moments after Daehyun left, I was still on my knees with my head bowed, thinking about the things that made worries fill my heart.

Besides that, my heart was furious. However, for some reason, my body felt numb and could only be stunned, so I couldn't express anything other than showing a flat face with my mouth slightly opened, was about to say something that I couldn't say.

Chunghee, so you've been sick all this time?

Why didn't you tell before?

So, you lied to me all the time about your current condition ...