We were silent for a long time. Because the room was too quiet for both of us, only the sound of the breath could be heard.

I stared at the wall blankly, thinking about what had just happened between us, then was suddenly distracted by the second thought that had appeared all of a sudden.

I thought that Daehyun's attitude these days was weird. He seemed to be hiding something important from me — I could feel it. But, I didn't dare to bring it up — not now — but later.

Daehyun looked like in too much trouble, if I talked about what I was thinking, I was afraid that his good temper would turn out badly.

A nice guy like him was too mean when he got furious — even his words could stab your heart deeper than a grumpy who berated you when he was angry.

Until Daehyun's deep voice broke the grim silence between us. "Did you receive the scarf from A Yeong?" he asked in a voice like a sigh.

"Yes, I did, why?"

"Do you like it?"

There was a pause before I replied, "Yeah, I do."

"Heh."

We fell silent again.

I tried to find the meaning of the word "heh", but what I found was a very insulting mockery. I didn't mean to think negatively, after all, Daehyun was a dominant person with a glorious heart even though he wasn't completely trustworthy. It's just that I felt that he had just revealed something important and painful without me knowing it.

In the silence of the night, Daehyun was asleep with his head leaning against my back. I could hear him snoring softly behind me. Then, as time went on without stopping from second to second to the hours, I began to drift off into sleep and fell asleep.

The next morning, Daehyun packed my things sincerely and excitedly. He didn't look tired like how he showed his face last night.

Only a while. There were only several pieces of clothes in the bag because from the start, I didn't bring anything except Daehyun who bought those pajamas for me. So, Daehyun wouldn't even have a hard time at all.

Meanwhile, I just stood in the doorway of the room, watching Daehyun who was packing.

After preparing everything, we hurriedly went out of the room. Once we were downstairs, Daehyun suddenly stopped right in the living room. He turned towards me, staring at me for a while before he made a voice.

"You're not wearing the scarf I gave you?"

I frowned in confusion. What's more, the light blue scarf I wore around my neck was his gift. Then, why did he ask that?

I replied, "Don't you see what I'm wearing now?"

Daehyun was silent.

Seeing Daehyun's expression spontaneously turning dark, I thought that he had an unstable mood. However, I didn't really think about it, and asked worriedly, "Daehyun, is everything okay? Is there something bothering you?"

He forced a smile, then gritted his teeth. "No, everything's fine — I'm fine."

I could tell that something was bothering him and the answer he just said was a lie. So, I asked him one more time, hoping he would tell the truth. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Daehyun fell silent again without a word.

Somehow, after the words, his pheromones felt so terrible. I stared at him without speaking, noticing how his sharp eyes locked right into the weak point of my feelings, so deep that they were tracing every corner of my heart as if there was something he wanted to find out, which was the source of his anxiety.

I winced, wondering to myself, 'What's wrong with him? He shouldn't show a face like that after what we talked about last night, right?'

Unfortunately, the words only stayed in my mind. My lips were reluctant to process word by word and chose to remain silent, waiting for a word or two from Daehyun to break the silence.

He lowered his cold-dark eyes slowly to my neck, staring at the scarf wrapped neatly around my neck.

As if blown by the autumn wind, his face turned bleak, leaving no serenity on his face, as if mixing all the feelings into one emotion that emitted a cold aura in his glint. Then, in a low voice, He muttered with a pathetic smile, "So, you wear it ..."

His voice was like a whisper. If it wasn't my distance that was closer to him, I wouldn't have heard those vague words from his lips.

Feeling strange when I heard those words, my forehead wrinkled again, "Why? This is a gift from you, isn't it? How can I not wear it?"

He smiled and said coldly, "No ... It wasn't from me. Lee gave it to you."

Despite his voice that was heard slight, almost drowning in silence, the words quite clearly.

The statement instantly made me freeze, being speechless. Many emotions began to appear irregular in my heart. But, fortunately, the disbelief kept my heart racing so it didn't make me breathe as short as when I was surprised.

Daehyun chuckled, then ruffled my hair while talking, "I'm kidding." With a pause, he said, "I have something to give you."

"What is it?"

When he smiled again, his face gradually brightened. He replied, "Not now. I'll give it to you when we're at your place."

As soon as he finished the words, he then walked to the door. I remained silent for a few moments, staring at his broad back that was getting farther away, before stepping after him from behind.

Without showing me his face, I could tell that there was something he was hiding. Not that he didn't want to tell me, but judging by the expression on his face that seemed to mean something, he seemed to be considering something.

Probably, or was it me who was just guessing?

In the front yard, a Bugatti Chiron parked gracefully. The car was pre-heated before Daehyun packed, so after we were already in it, Daehyun immediately sped the car on the frozen road.

The car drove slowly, as usual when he drove it. I stared out of the window, while he focused on his vehicle.

About five minutes along the road in silence, neither of us said anything. I, who had been waiting for him to speak, felt awkward about our current situation. The tip of my lips slightly lifted, was about to speak. However, before doing so, Daehyun with his deep voice cut through the air first, "Are you thinking of him?"

"Is it every time you're silent, you always think about him?" he asked as he kept focusing on the road in the edge of his eyes.

I turned to Daehyun in the driver's seat, staring at him in surprise. Without mentioning the name of the person he was referring to, I knew who this conversation was going to.

Then, not wanting to talk about him, I emphasized, "I don't think about anyone right now. But, should we talk about him right now? I don't want to talk about him anymore. Last night was the last."

A cold grin instantly lined the corners of his lips. "I don't want you to keep silent like that. I just want you to talk about something. I was waiting for you to do it, but you just kept on silent."

"Ah, that ... I was just about to talk, but you already did it."

I swept my gaze forward and thought that I wouldn't be the only one who was waiting for a conversation.

"Ah, really? Then what do you want to talk about?" he asked.

I sighed softly, then turned my gaze back to Daehyun. I asked him back, confused, "What should I talk about?"

Daehyun didn't turn his head, but his black eyes emitted a noble glint, soothing a light. I guessed he's already in a good mood now.

Not wanting to ruin his mood, I started to think. After finding something, I asked carefully, "Where did your family go then, twenty-two years ago?"

Instantly he chuckled. One hand closed his mouth, while the other handheld the steering wheel, then spoke, "Are you still interested in asking things like that? Didn't I also tell you the first time we met?"

"I don't remember." With a pause, I continued, "But, if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine."

"We're back in Ulsan." He sighed heavily before telling me, "My father was deceived by a foreign company at that time, so he brought his family back to Ulsan."

I commented, "You were still ten then and you already knew such a thing?"

He smiled, explained casually, "Of course. My father started introducing the business stuff a long time ago. And besides, I also often overheard his conversations with my mother."

I smiled derisively, "It turns out that your family has also experienced difficulties. But, I believe, it wasn't difficult for your family to solve the problem."

"Heh, do you think my family earning money is as easy as picking leaves in my yard?" he chuckled again. "What's more, when the Asian Financial Crisis occurred struck Asia a year after that, South Korea was one of the seven countries in Asia that felt the worst impact. It almost made my family go bankrupt."

I nodded at the explanation, like a person who was being taught.