>>> Ghost <<<

Pairing : KimMyungsoo x LeeSeongyeol

Genre : Au , Romantic Drama

Rate : PG-13

Author : INSPIRIT_LN

Note :

The story is quite long. It may seem boring.

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Note : ☃

This fic is one of the fic projects.

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We have updated it in our own account. In case anyone hasn't read it yet, haha!!!

Sungyeol steps into the house with slender legs. After the uncle who looked after the house opened the gate for him. His wide eyes flashed with satisfaction when he saw the house fully for the first time. Beautiful, compact, two-story house, middle old, middle new. Surrounded by large and small trees, it may seem a bit mysterious, but it meets the needs of Sung Yeol, who admires peace and happiness.

Her beautiful, curly lips revealed a smile of unconcealed satisfaction as she followed her uncle around the house. both inside the house and outside the house The more it is inside the house, the more pleasing it is to visitors. Complete pieces of furniture that are perfectly placed to fit into the house are a great indication of the care and attention the owner has put into it. A slender hand fondly touched the large, elegant black sofa in the middle of the living room.

“How are you, Mr. Sungyeol?” the caretaker uncle asked Sungyeol after taking him to inspect the house.

“It's very beautiful. I like it. I agree to rent this house.”

“Yes, then we will make a contract and pay 3 months' rent in advance.”

" yes "

It was a very quick decision to rent this house. After Sung Yeol saw an announcement for renting this house on a website. The pictures of the house on the web made Sung Yeol fall in love with its charm and even called the uncle who was looking after the house. Make an appointment to view the property immediately the next day. Even though it's quite far from Seoul city, it's still convenient for people like Songyeol who have their own car.

Moreover, in terms of price, it is considered that the rent of this house is at a surprisingly low price level. Both the size of the house Both furniture is available and ready to use. But more than that, the charm of the house that Sung Yeol had experienced with his own eyes was the final answer that Sung Yeol agreed to rent the house for.

Sungyeol is a freelance writer. Accepts writing columns for many magazine publishers. There are many works of writing published as their own volumes. He is happy to live this way. Sung Yeol's family is quite wealthy but they are all different. Parents separated The three siblings each have their own lives.

Recently, Sung Yeol has started to feel bored with living in a condo in the middle of the city that is full of chaos, and this has often affected his writing. He has no imagination in writing. The results made Sung Yeol feel dissatisfied and not as intended. Therefore, this was the starting point of his search for a house to rent that was quiet and full of nature in order to answer his writing creation needs.

After agreeing to the rental contract and paying the rent in advance. Sungyeol immediately moved into this house. After putting his things in place Sungyeol also went out for a walk in the garden inside the house. While absorbing the peaceful atmosphere A voice called out to Sungyeol.

“Young man, young man.”

Sungyeol turned around at the sound of his voice. Before finding an aunt standing at the gate, waving her hand and shouting to Sung Yeol like that. Sungyeol walked towards that aunt. A slender hand pulled the gate open. before giving a gentle smile to that aunt

“Young man, are we here to rent this house?”

“Yes, is something wrong, Auntie?”

“There's a fierce ghost in this house, young man. It's not too late to change your mind about renting."

“Fierce ghost? Are there ghosts here?” Sungyeol asked the aunt.

“Yes, young man, ever since the owner of this house died two years ago, this house has become an abandoned house. How many people come to rent and how many people can't stay? They were all deceived by ghosts. No one has dared to rent here for all these years. This young man is the first.”

“So, to what extent was the ghost he encountered tricked?”

Sungyeol asked curiously. It's not because he's afraid of ghosts. He was a person who didn't believe in such things. But because I want more information to write new columns. So he asked like that.

“I see that it is a male ghost. Wear all black. Appears and then disappears. People around here have all met each other. Sometimes, just passing by and looking into the house, you'll see people standing on the balcony. Under some trees Some nights, the sound of someone playing the piano could be heard. When speaking, it gave me goosebumps. The aunt came to warn me because she didn't want the young man to get in trouble."

After talking with the well-wisher aunt for a while Auntie asked to go back. Sungyeol then went back into the house again. And he just noticed that there was a piano covered with a nice white cloth in a corner of the living room. Sungyeol doesn't pay much attention to it because he doesn't know how to play the piano. After finishing up the dinner I bought in the morning.

Sungyeol then went upstairs to his own bedroom. On the second floor there are two bedrooms. Sungyeol chose to sleep in the small room because it had a more beautiful view from the window than the big room because it was next to the garden that was planted with many different kinds of flowers. Sungyeol was also surprised about this flower because from his aunt's statement that the house had been abandoned and no one had rented it for a year, but why were the flowers blooming so beautifully as if someone had been watering and plowing them? Fertilize and take good care of it.

But Sungyeol thinks it's more likely the work of the uncle who runs the house. It's like the inside of this house is well maintained and clean.

When you have finished washing your body, Sungyeol took over the desk next to the window and wrote a column that had to be sent to the publisher to close within the next week. I wrote it not long ago. He fell asleep due to exhaustion. But he was suddenly startled by the sound of a loud piano wafting into his ears. Sungyeol tried to listen to the sound of the piano again, but silence was the only answer.

“I think my ears are going to be deaf, listening to what Auntie tells me too much.”

Sungyeol said to himself before turning off the lights and laying on the bed. But when it was enough to fall asleep He heard the sound of the piano again. Sungyeol tried to understand the direction of the sound. The sound of the piano seemed to be close to him, but it seemed faint and distant. More importantly, the song that the piano played was so sad that it was frightening.

Sungyeol decided to take his body off the bed, grabbed his cell phone and turned on the flashlight, then left the room and walked down the stairs to the ground floor. Slender legs slowly walked towards the light switch panel that he had inspected during the day to see where it was. As soon as his slender fingers touched, the lights on the ground floor lit up brightly. The sound of the piano that was loud just now suddenly disappeared all at once.

Sungyeol turned off the flashlight from his phone. before sweeping his eyes and looking around I found that everything looked normal except for the piano. The white cloth that Sungyeol had covered was now back as it was after opening it in the daytime. But now it had been opened and in a heap on the floor next to the piano. Sungyeol steps closer before bending down to pick up the cover and covering the piano again.

“Did we forget to cover up during the day? ”

He said to himself in confusion. Sungyeol definitely remembered that he had already covered the piano with the cloth during the day. While thinking about the veil He felt something move behind him. Sungyeol turned to look behind him and saw nothing but emptiness. Auntie's words about this house having a ghost came back to mind.

But people who never believed that ghosts existed in this world like Sung Yeol thought that they were more likely to be people. Suddenly, there was a sound like something falling on the second floor. Sungyeol walked back towards the stairs and saw a shadow on the second floor. Sungyeol immediately walked up the stairs to the upper floor. He was sure that what he saw was not a ghost.

It must be a person and it could be a thief. But when he reached the top floor, Sung Yeol found nothing but emptiness. His brows began to furrow into a knot in thought. Before deciding to walk straight to his own bedroom, he opened it and looked around the room. Stepping straight to the bathroom, he took himself inside and inspected the whole thing but couldn't find anything unusual.

Sungyeol sighed in relief but not relief. He changed his route out of his bedroom and went straight to the remaining large bedroom. He looked around but couldn't find anything either.

“Is this because I'm sleepy? My eyes are blurry and my ears are blurry like this, Lee Sung Yeol.”

Sungyeol held his head and shook it gently. before striding back to his bedroom again But when the room door was opened His eyes widened as he saw a young man dressed entirely in black sitting at the foot of his bed facing him. The black hood was pulled to cover the entirety of his face. Sungyeol stood still, conscious for a bit before deciding to step closer to the figure.

“Who are you? How did you get into this room and this house?”

Sungyeol asked.

" I am here Been here for a long time.”

A cold voice answered back to Sungyeol who didn't turn his face towards him.

“How can you stay here? I just rented this house.”

“I am the owner of this house.” A cold voice answered again without turning around as usual.

“How can I be the owner? That aunt told me that the owner of this house had been dead for 2 years.”

Sungyeol argued with the person in front of him. But when he tried repeating his words from just a moment ago again in his mind The hair on my body suddenly stood up for no reason. From being someone who never believed in ghosts or spirits, it was the first time that Sung Yeol felt fear for no reason.

“Yes, the owner of this house has died. It's been two years since I stayed here alone.”

The cold voice answered again. Sungyeol started to get angry. Fear began to take over the mind, but because I had never believed in supernatural things like this before. Sungyeol therefore had more anger than fear.

“Don't make fun of me. I'm not laughing. Who exactly are you? How did you get in? Oh, are you the one who pretended to trick the ghost so that people who rented the house and people around here were all afraid? Get out!!!”

A slender hand reached out to the person in front of him, hoping to grab his arm and drag him away from this room and this house. But what I got was emptiness. Sungyeol's hand felt like it was holding the air, passing through the body in front of him as if he didn't exist. Sungyeol tried again but got the same results. Her beautiful face began to turn pale. My body trembled, my hands trembled because the scene before me was beyond my expectations.

“N...na....Mr. M...is not a person.”

Sungyeol said, barely able to comprehend the meaning. The figure in front of him turned to face Sungyeol for the first time. The face was so pale and bloodless that it looked frightening.

“Yes, I am not a person.”

And that was the last sentence Sungyeol heard before his consciousness faded and his body collapsed to the ground.

Egg-colored eyelids slowly opened. Beautiful round eyes blinked repeatedly to make the eyes familiar with the scene in front of them. Sungyeol saw the ceiling and found himself sleeping on a wide bed. A thin person moved to sit up. Quickly process your thoughts about what happened just a moment ago. Sung Yeol remembered that he met a man in black who claimed to be the owner of this house, and Sung Yeol couldn't touch the man because his body was transparent. After that, he lost consciousness. Sungyeol let out a soft sigh of relief.

“Actually it was a dream. Why is this dream so real?”

“Who said you were dreaming? It is the truth.”

A cold voice spoke from the left side of the bed. Sungyeol gasped. The pretty face immediately turned to look towards the source of the voice. and found a young man dressed in black standing at the bedside. A pale, bloodless face stared blankly at Sungyeol.

"Ghosts, please don't trick us. Please, please."

Sungyeol stumbled back and almost fell off the other side of the bed because of fear. But then he was shocked again. When the young man in black disappeared and appeared on the other side of the bed behind Sung Yeol.

“Hey!!! I'm afraid. Don't come and be fooled."

Sungyeol raised his slender hand to tightly close his eyes.

“Even if you close your eyes I'm still here.” A cold voice replied.

“Just go for a while. If you want to eat anything, tell me. I will make merit and dedicate the merit to you.”

“I want to be friends with you.”

“Are you crazy? How can people and ghosts be friends? Who would like to be friends with a ghost? Being a ghost is part of being a ghost. Why are you messing with people!!!”

Sungyeol shouted loudly, covering his eyes tightly with both hands. But that cold voice disappeared. Slender fingers slowly separated. Big eyes looked through the gaps between his fingers to the place where the figure of the black-clothed man had been a moment ago, but found nothing but emptiness. Sungyeol let out another sigh of relief and lowered his hand covering his eyes, but turned towards the end of the bed.

Sungyeol was startled again. When the figure of the black-robed man he thought was gone, Now she was sitting with her back to him at the end of the bed.

"You haven't gone yet? Please go. Please, I'm already scared."

Sungyeol pleaded. If he could cry, Sungyeol would have done it already. Who would have thought that a person who has never been afraid and has never believed in his entire life that ghosts really exist in this world would have to face a ghost so seriously? Moreover, he still had to sit and beg for the ghost to disappear. It's so unbelievable.

“Hey Mr. Ghost, are you going to sit like this all night?!!! ”

Sungyeol asked again. When the other party remained silent and did not answer his question. At first, Sungyeol admitted that he was very afraid of the person in front of him. But right now, I don't know where he got the courage to ask like that.

" this !!! I asked, did you not hear that?”

Sungyeol asked again. When there was still no response from the person in front

“I heard that, but can I stay here for a while?”

A cold voice answered Sungyeol and Ma. Sungyeol's mouth curled slightly. If this ghost wanted to continue sitting here So what should Sungyeol do? Sungyeol would probably not be able to lie down and act normally as if no one was there. Finally, after different sides

The town was quiet for a long time. Sungyeol decided to ask.

“Have you been here long?”

“Two years”

“Then you are the owner of this house according to that aunt. So what's wrong with you? Why do you have to trick the villagers? People who rent houses and people around here are all afraid of you.”

“I'm not fooling.”

“I didn't deceive anything. What you did to me deceived my ghost too!!! If I go into shock and have a heart attack, what will I do?”

“I said I wasn't fooling. I just want to have friends.”

“Want to have friends here? ”

“I'm lonely. I'm the only one here. I just want to have friends to talk to, that's all. But when everyone saw me, they all got scared and ran away.”

“Whoever is not afraid is crazy. The ghost tricked me into appearing like this.”

“Your name is Sungyeol, right?”

“Hey!!! Are you a ghost who knows everything?”

“No, I saw your name in your notebook.”

“And what is your name?”

“My name is Myungsoo, Kim Myungsoo. I have to go. Then I will come and find you again.”

After finishing his sentence, the black-clothed man's figure immediately disappeared.

“Hey!!! The script is going to go and I'm going to be shocked. And you don't even have to come. I'm scared.”

Sungyeol shouted after him. before letting out a big sigh of relief.

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The next day, Sungyeol finished writing the remaining column before sending the manuscript via email to the publisher. After that, he left the house to buy various supplies that were still missing for the house. When I returned home, it was late in the evening. When he finished packing his things, he went up to his own bedroom. Go into the bathroom and shower to cleanse yourself before coming out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around your lower half.

Slender hand used a small towel to gently dry his hair that he had just washed. But after walking a few steps past the bathroom door, His eyes widened in shock when he saw Myungsoo's black-robed figure sitting on the bed looking at him.

“Hey!!! Since when?”

“Come when you go take a shower.”

“I will change clothes. Can you come again soon?”

Sungyeol stood with his arms crossed in embarrassment. Even though they were men, he had never been in a single towel before. Having to change clothes in front of you is even more difficult. Again, the person in front of me was not yet another person.

“If you're comfortable, you can change.”

“Then turn the other way!!!”

“Are you ashamed of me? I am a ghost, why should I be ashamed?”

"Whether it's a ghost or a human, I'm embarrassed. I'm not used to it. How can I get dressed in front of other people?"

“Alright then, I'll come again. But I'll tell you one thing. You should get used to me. Because I can go anywhere Even in the bathroom where you took a shower just now.”

When finishing a sentence Myungsoo disappeared.

“You crazy ghost, why do you say this? Do you think that being a ghost can do anything? Can I get some privacy please!!!”

Sungyeol shouted after Myungsoo.

After getting dressed Sungyeol then went downstairs. Open the refrigerator to pour water to drink. But when the refrigerator door is closed He was startled again. When Myungsoo appeared next to him

“Oh!!! I'm about to have a heart attack. If you come, let me hide and make some noise. I'm shocked."

“I told you to let you get used to me.”

“Who will get used to it? It'll come and go, it'll go.”

“But you're starting to get used to not being afraid of me anymore.”

“We've been seeing each other for two full days. Will there be anything left to be afraid of?”

Sungyeol replied. Myungsoo smiled slightly, satisfied. And for the first time, Sungyeol observed Myungsoo so vividly. Today's Myungsoo looks less scary than yesterday. The pale, bloodless face now looked even more blood colored. Sungyeol averted his eyes from the face of the person in front of him. Before walking out, he sat on the black sofa in the living room instead.

Myungsoo disappeared and sat down next to Sungyeol. Sungyeol picked up his books that were in a pile on the table and opened them to read.

“Do you like reading?” Myungsoo asked.

“Um, like, I'm a writer. Read a lot of books so that you can write more easily.”

“Then why did you choose to live in this house?”

“ Well, it's beautiful. When I saw the picture, I felt like I had some kind of attraction. Makes me want to come here,” Sungyeol said. Before the cutie realized it, he turned to Myungsoo and asked, “What about you? May I ask some questions about you?”

“Just ask.”

“What's wrong with you? Why do spirits still wander here? Where have all your other relatives gone? Why did you leave this house abandoned even though it was so beautiful? And why did you have to trick the people? So you're a person, oh!!! What kind of ghost is it exactly?”

Sungyeol asked Myungsoo all at once as he was curious about many things.

“Ask this much. Which one should I answer first?”

“Whatever it is, please answer.”

“What's wrong with me? I don't know. Why do I keep wandering around here? I don't know. All I know is that I can't go outside of this house. As for my relatives, I don't know. I only see the uncle who brought you to see the house. As for deceiving the villagers I already told you that I wasn't deceived. I'm just lonely and want someone to talk to, that's all.”

Myung Soo answered Sung Yeol's long question.

“Are you saying you don't know anything? Hey...people can't remember anything when they die, right? Probably not, from what I've read. A soul must be able to remember itself and its own story.” Sungyeol furrowed his brows in curiosity, “Then why do you remember your own name?”

“Actually, even the name I don't remember. I know that my name is Myungsoo and I am the owner of this house because that uncle always calls me by name when I come to this house.”

“Then how can you be sure that that is your name? Uncle may call you by another person's name.”

“I don't know, I just feel like it's right.”

“And what else do you remember?”

Sungyeol asked again. Myungsoo shook his head lightly.

“Then you are a ghost with amnesia!!!”

“Probably still.”

Myungsoo answered. before disappearing and then reappearing at the piano. The white veil slipped and fell to the floor. Myungsoo sat down. before slowly starting to play the piano Sungyeol listens to the sound of the piano with interest. The song that Myungsoo played was very beautiful. It was so beautiful that Sungyeol was amazed by it. Myungsoo played the piano until the end of the song before stopping.

“Why did you stop playing? It's so good. It's strange that you haven't forgotten how to play the piano.”

“I am surprised about this too. I didn't think I could play the piano.”

“So what are you going to do next?”

“I don't know, it must be a spirit wandering around in this house.”

“I will help you. I will investigate your matter for you.”

“Really, you're really going to help me.”

Myungsoo's eyes widened with happiness. Sungyeol nodded lightly. Myungsoo smiled contentedly.

“Thank you very much, Sungyeol. So I won't bother you anymore. You go read the book.”

When he finished speaking, Myungsoo disappeared.

“Again, I told you not to do this. It shocked me!!!”

Sungyeol moaned softly, not being serious. Before slender hands picked up the book and opened it to read again.

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Since then, Sung Yeol lived with Myung Soo in that house. Myungsoo only appears at night. Sungyeol begins to get used to Myungsoo's disappearance. Meanwhile, Myung Soo tried to adjust himself and not do anything that would shock or make Sung Yeol feel uncomfortable. The closer they were to each other, the closer they became to each other.

Sung Yeol had to answer questions from that well-wisher aunt and other neighbors about Sung Yeol being able to stay in that house longer than the others. And also about the sound of the piano that is often loud at night. Many people also saw Sung Yeol talking to someone even though he was alone.

As for Sung Yeol's promise to Myung Soo that he would investigate Myung Soo's story. Sungyeol started by asking the uncle who took care of the house. But Sungyeol didn't get any information back. The next thing was to check everything in the house but couldn't find anything, not even a picture of Myungsoo. Other than that, he tried to find a way to find information from other areas.

But it fails every time. Until entering the third month Sungyeol still couldn't find any information. In the end, it was Myung Soo who told Sung Yeol to give up and find out information about him.

“It's okay, Sungyeol. That's enough. You don't have to investigate me anymore.”

Myungsoo told Sungyeol again after he had told Sungyeol many times before. But having to see Sung Yeol look stressed like this made Myung Soo feel guilty as well.

“But I really want to help you. Maybe if I succeed How could you not have your soul imprisoned like this? You will be reborn. You don't have to endure staying in this house any longer.”

“It seems like you really want me to leave here. You annoy me a lot, right? I want you to go away.”

Myungsoo said in a tone that sounded like he was annoyed by the person in front of him.

“No, I didn't think like that. I just want to help you.”

“Help? You're bored and annoyed with ghosts like me. Tell me the truth, Sungyeol.”

“Eh!!! Myungsoo, don't be a bully, I really just want to help you.”

“This is not called help. He said he wanted to send more!!!”

“So what are you going to do with it!!!”

Sungyeol started to get annoyed with the ups and downs of the mood of the person in front of him.

“Whatever you want to do, just do it. Take what makes you comfortable.”

Myungsoo said the last sentence. before disappearing

“Oh!!! This crazy ghost, besides being a ghost with amnesia, is he also a touchy-feely ghost?”

Sungyeol complains to Myungsoo in frustration. Everything he did was in the hope of helping Myungsoo. It's true that this rescue, if successful, would mean helping release Myungsoo's soul to rest in peace. Sung Yeol himself is devastated if he and Myung Soo will never meet again. But he had to do it. You have to do it only for Myungsoo.

After having an argument Myungsoo disappeared and hasn't appeared to Sungyeol for three days. From having lived together until it became a habit When the other party disappeared, it was as if something was missing. Sungyeol started to get irritated for no reason. He sat and crumpled up the paper he had written on his rough draft of the column, leaving it in a pile all over the floor.

The first issue is not being focused enough to do it. Another issue is that my heart keeps worrying and thinking about Myungsoo over and over. In the end, Sungyeol couldn't continue writing. He decided to take himself downstairs. Open the milk carton in the refrigerator and pour it into a glass and drink it. Sungyeol began to feel that he was not alone now.

He felt like someone was staring at him. Sungyeol put his glass down before walking towards the living room. A pair of beautiful eyes looked around to find the source of his feelings, but they couldn't find anything out of the ordinary.

“Myungsoo, I know you're around here, come out!!!”

“Kim Myung Soo!!! I told you to come out, did you hear that!!!”

“Myungsoo, you crazy ghost, you petulant ghost, what kind of ghost you are, petulant and hurtful, will you come out? I'm not going to curse you anymore!!!”

Sungyeol shouted to Myungsoo. A pair of round eyes searched for Myungsoo. Sungyeol succeeded when Myungsoo's black-robed figure appeared not too far away from him. Myungsoo was crossing his arms over his chest, looking his way.

“Until it came out,” Sungyeol pressed his lips against the petulant soul in annoyance.

“Why did you call me!!!”

" this !!! Stop being angry at me, Young Soo.”

“Whoever is angry is not angry!!!”

“Oh, heh heh, what kind of ghost are you? You can get angry at people.” Sungyeol crossed his arms over his chest and argued with Myungsoo without giving up.

“I...no... Oh…..oh!!!”

Myungsoo was about to talk back to Sungyeol. But suddenly his pale face was filled with an expression of pain. His two hands hugged his body tightly, as if something was stabbing his entire body.

“Myungsoo!!! What is wrong with you?”

Sungyeol asked in shock. Myungsoo hugged himself and cried out in pain before collapsing on the ground, curled up. Sung Yeol rushed towards Myung Soo, hoping to help him, but when he reached out his hand to support him, it was useless because Sung Yeol couldn't touch Myung Soo like before. When he touched it, it was like he grabbed air because it passed right through Myungsoo's body.

“Myungsoo, what happened? What is wrong with you? Why are you in such pain?”

Sungyeol collapsed next to Myungsoo. He could only look at Myungsoo with concern and pity. Myungsoo struggled back and forth in excruciating pain. Before Myungsoo's body gradually faded and disappeared before sight.

“Myungsoo, Myungsoo, no!!! Where are you?”

Sungyeol was shocked by what was happening in front of him. Even though Myungsoo used to disappear in front of him regularly until he got used to it. But this time is not like every other time. Myungsoo's body faded away on its own. Myungsoo was also filled with pain and torture for him to see in front of his eyes. Therefore, this incident must definitely be abnormal in Sungyeol's eyes.

“Myungsoo, where are you? Myungsoo, come back to me, Myungsoo.”

Sungyeol calls out to Myungsoo, hoping for Myungsoo to appear again. But no matter how much I kept calling, Myungsoo never showed up. Sungyeol began to feel uneasy and decided to go out and call Myungsoo around the house, but all he got in return was silence. In the end, Sungyeol gave up and sat down on the sofa. Clear water drops flowed out with regret. From the beginning, Sungyeol was afraid and didn't want to meet a soul like Myungsoo, but now it's the opposite. Sungyeol just wants Myungsoo to come back to him.

“Myungsoo, where are you? Come back, come back to me. You said you were lonely. Want to be friends with me? I'm here now I won't criticize you again, please come back.”

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A week had passed since Myungsoo's soul had disappeared before Sungyeol's eyes. Sungyeol kept calling out to Myungsoo every night but there was no trace. This time was different from the last time when Sungyeol argued with Myungsoo. Because at that time, even though Myungsoo didn't show up for Sungyeol to see, Sungyeol could feel that Myungsoo was hovering around the house or nearby him just by not showing up. That's all he saw.

But this time, it wasn't Sung Yeol who felt that the house looked empty. He couldn't touch Myungsoo at all. In the end, Sungyeol decided to call the uncle who was in charge of the house and made an appointment for him to come see him at his house.

“Uncle, you probably remember. I once asked about the ghost of a man who wanders around this house.”

Sungyeol was the first to start the conversation.

“Yes, Mr. Sungyeol. And I remember telling Mr. Sungyeol many times that there were no souls in this house. People around here and old people who used to rent houses He was blind and delusional. I don't know how many times I've slept here and never seen anything.”

Uncle answered Sungyeol in a calm manner. There was nothing suspicious like Sungyeol had asked so many times.

“What if I said that I had met and talked with that spirit? Uncle, will you believe me?”

“It's impossible, Mr. Sungyeol. Spirits aren't real.”

Uncle laughed softly because of his disbelief.

“And if I were to say that that soul's name was Kim Myung Soo? Own this house and died two years ago What do you think, Uncle?”

“Where did you get this name?”

Uncle asked back. Myungsoo's voice and face became noticeably more serious when he heard Myungsoo's name.

“Myungsoo told me.”

The uncle looked slightly startled when he heard Sungyeol before adjusting his expression to normal and returning with a tone of dissatisfaction.

“If you're going to call me to talk about nonsense, I see that I must excuse myself.”

“If this matter is nonsense. And why does Uncle have to make a shocked expression? Uncle, is there something you're hiding from me? Everything I said is the truth. The spirit I met here is Kim Myung Soo.”

“Who exactly are you and what do you want to make up these stories!!!”

Uncle is beginning to be dissatisfied with Sung Yeol. He said in a louder voice.

“I don't want anything at all. I just want to do it for Myungsoo. Myung-soo has suffered and been confined to this house for two years. I just wanted to help him escape by finding the truth about him. It is true that a soul like him cannot remember anything at all.”

“But if Uncle won't tell me, it doesn't matter, because even if I succeed in expecting an answer from Uncle, It's no longer of any use. Because now Myungsoo isn't here. I don't know who I would do it for.”

Sungyeol said with sadness in his heart. It was true that even if Sungyeol got the answer to the whole story. It's already too late. Because there is no Myungsoo anymore now. Uncle looked at Sungyeol thoughtfully and considered it before deciding to speak again.

“Can I believe that what you say is true? And I can trust you, right, Mr. Sungyeol?”

“All of what I'm saying may sound unbelievable. But I can confirm that I am telling the truth.”

Sungyeol replied in a serious tone. Uncle smiled back slightly before reaching into his wallet before pulling out a piece of paper and handing it to Sungyeol.

“If you say you really met Ms. Myungsoo's ghost. Can you tell me which one he is?”

Sungyeol received the piece of paper before unfolding it. It was a piece of paper that looked like it was torn from a university yearbook. The picture shows students standing in line to take pictures together. Sungyeol glanced down each row. before touching a slender finger to a man in the middle of the second row.

A man he was familiar with and had been with for the past three months. Uncle looked at where Sungyeol pointed before giving a slight nod.

“You said Mr. Myungsoo isn't here right now. What does that mean? What happened?”

“I don't know, suddenly a week ago Myungsoo cried out in pain, writhed, and his spirit disappeared. Since that day I can't contact him anymore.”

“Last week?” Uncle said thoughtfully.

“Is there something wrong?”

“ Mr. Sung Yeol thinks that if a person does not have a soul residing in their body, Will that person still be able to breathe?”

“From what I've read, it might be possible. Because there are many cases where people say that they were seriously ill and their spirit left their body and went somewhere else before returning to their original body. And when the spirit left, his body was still sick in the hospital.”

Sungyeol gave his opinion based on what he had read.

“Eh... Uncle, asking like this does that mean...” Sungyeol asked with doubt.

“Yes, Miss Myungsoo is not dead.”

“What? What did uncle say!!! Sungyeol's eyes widened with excitement and shock.

“Miss Myungsoo is still alive. After having a car accident two years ago He became a sleeping prince. I lay motionless and unconscious the whole time. That made me never believe that there would be ghosts roaming around this house. Because Mr. Myungsoo is not dead yet.”

“Where is Myungsoo? Can you take me to see him?”

Sungyeol impassionedly pleaded with his uncle. Uncle nodded softly.

Uncle took Sung Yeol to a hospital not too far from that house. Sungyeol followed Uncle into the patient room. The closer your feet get to the bed, Sungyeol became even more excited, his heart racing. This was the first time he would meet Myungsoo as not a ghost but a tangible human being.

A slender hand lifted to cover his mouth in shock when he saw the figure on the bed in full view. My vision became blurry because a veil of tears overflowed and obscured it. Myungsoo's current condition is pitiful. The body was so thin that in some parts, bone marks could clearly be seen pushing up. The limbs are atrophied from long periods of inactivity. The face, which was asleep with a ventilator plugged into its nose, looked gaunt and lifeless, even pale and bloodless.

“Myungsoo's father has many wives. Mr. Myungsoo is the child of his last wife who died when Mr. Myungsoo was little. When you pass away The wealth was divided among all the wives and children. But because you love and care about Ms. Myungsoo very much. Ms. Myungsoo received more wealth than anyone else, causing Ms. Myungsoo's siblings to be dissatisfied.

Mr. Myung Soo knew this and moved to his mother's old house. which is the house you are renting.”

“On the day of the incident, the company invited Mr. Myung Soo to attend the annual shareholder meeting. But on the way back from the company, the car that Mr. Myung Soo was driving was involved in an accident that overturned. Police investigated the cause and found that the car's brake lines had been cut. I'm afraid that the person who wanted to hurt Myungsoo will come back and hurt him again. So we created a story that Mr. Myungsoo died and was secretly brought here for treatment.”

“Last week It was probably the same day that Mr. Sungyeol said that Mr. Myungsoo's spirit had disappeared. Myungsoo's body suddenly stopped beating. It took a long time for the doctor to perform CPR to resuscitate his life. If for the past two years Mr. Myungsoo's spirit had left his body and resided in that house,

And where is Mr. Myungsoo's soul now? Since I wasn't even at that house and still haven't returned to my body.”

“I'm not sure either. What exactly happened? Can I take care of Myungsoo's illness tonight? In case his spirit might be wandering around here. I might be able to contact him.”

“Then give it to me. I myself have been with Mr. Myungsoo for a long time but have never been able to contact his spirit. Maybe you and he have something they can communicate with each other.”

Uncle smiled softly at him before leaving the room. Leaving Sungyeol alone with Myungsoo. Sungyeol dragged a chair and sat next to the bed. A slender hand reached out and held Myungsoo's thin hand.

“Today I can hold your hand. Where are you? If you knew that you weren't dead, you would be very happy, right? Come back, Myungsoo. Get back into your body. I'm waiting for you.”

Sung Yeol tries to find a way to contact Myung Soo, either sleeping with Myung Soo at the hospital or going back to sleep at Myung Soo's house. But night after night there was no sign of Myung Soo until Sung Yeol began to feel discouraged. But when looking at Myungsoo's body that was still breathing on the bed Morale returned again because at least Sungyeol still believed that as long as Myungsoo's body was still breathing. Myungsoo's soul will still be there but he just doesn't know where Myungsoo's soul is.

“Would you like to go home and sleep tonight, Mr. Sungyeol? You've been watching over Myungsoo for several nights in a row.”

Uncle said to Sung Yeol with concern.

" nevermind I'd rather be here. Eh...why did you buy a big bouquet of flowers today? They're so beautiful.”

Sungyeol greeted in surprise when he saw his uncle holding a large vase of beautiful, fragrant flowers and placing them on Myungsoo's bedside table.

“Tomorrow is Myungsoo's birthday. So I wanted the room to look a little fresher.”

“Ah, it's Myungsoo's birthday? I hope that something good will happen to the birthday person on his birthday.”

Sungyeol smiled expectantly.

That night, Sungyeol slept with Myungsoo like the previous night. He looked around the room and muttered Myungsoo's name several times. But everything was quiet and there was no response as usual. Sungyeol then walked back and sat down in the same chair. A slender hand reached out and moved the blanket, pulling it up to cover Myungsoo's chest. Slender hands gently knead Myungsoo's hands and arms to exercise his muscles. Myungsoo's expression looked much fresher than before. Sungyeol felt that way.

“Tomorrow is your birthday. You should wake up now. You've been sleeping for too long. Why did you say you were lonely? Why did you say you wanted to have friends? What are you doing? Wake up now.”

Sungyeol said to Myungsoo. Even though I know Myungsoo won't be able to understand anything.

“Where is your soul, Myungsoo? I want to see you. Did you hear that? Come out to me, Myungsoo. I won't complain or scold you anymore. No matter how much you want to shock me or how angry you can be with me. I won't be angry at you, I promise.”

Sungyeol cries softly. before burying her pretty face on the bed next to Myungsoo Slender hand holds Myungsoo's hand tightly. Sungyeol allowed himself to cry to release the frustration inside of him. In the end, he fell asleep due to exhaustion.

Sungyeol came to his senses again in the morning. When he felt the movement of his hand holding Myungsoo's hand, Even though the force of the touch seemed weak, it made Sungyeol wake up with excitement. Big eyes stared at Myungsoo's hand. Before that, beautiful lips spread into a happy smile when Sungyeol clearly saw Myungsoo's fingers move back and forth. Sungyeol immediately stood up.

Walk straight and press the emergency button to call doctors and nurses immediately. The last sight Sungyeol saw before leaving the room to make way for the doctors and nurses to check on Myungsoo was Myungsoo waking up and looking at him. Just then, Sungyeol's heart swelled until it was almost uncontrollable.

Sungyeol re-entered the room with his uncle after the doctor and nurse finished examining Myungsoo. Uncle happily walked over and stood next to Myungsoo's bed. Sungyeol walked over and stopped next to his uncle. His eyes stared at Myungsoo with delight.

“Uncle,” Myungsoo softly called out to the person in front of him as he still couldn't speak very well.

“I'm glad that Myungsoo-ssi has recovered. Thank you for being alive.”

Myungsoo smiles in response to his uncle's words. Sharp eyes looked over at Sungyeol, his brow furrowing slightly. before opening his mouth to ask

“Who is that?”

“What about you, Sungyeol? Mr. Myungsoo, don't you remember Mr. Sungyeol?” Uncle asked in surprise.

“S...Sungyeol?”

Myungsoo repeats Sungyeol's name. Sharp eyes still stared at Sungyeol with interest and surprise.

“Yes, Sungyeol-ssi, Myungsoo-ssi, think carefully.”

“I...can't remember. I...can't remember.” Myungsoo shook his head lightly.

“Mr. Sungyeol is the person Mr. Myungsoo met when.... ”

“How will Myungsoo remember, Uncle? I just came when he was unconscious. My name is Sung Yeol. It's the person Uncle sent to take care of you.”

It wasn't until Uncle finished his sentence. Sungyeol decided to interject first. He didn't want Myungsoo to be stressed out even though he had just woken up. And looking at it, Myungsoo shouldn't remember anything from his time as a ghost. Just looking at Sungyeol's empty eyes, Sungyeol felt pain all over his heart. So he chose to lie to Myung Soo which was probably the best solution. Myungsoo nodded softly in acknowledgment.

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After that day Sung Yeol became Myung Soo's caretaker after he lied to Myung Soo. The months they had spent together had made Myungsoo more accustomed to Sungyeol. Sung Yeol chooses to keep Myung Soo's ghost a secret and intends to keep it a secret only for him and his uncle.

“What are you doing?” Myungsoo asked Sungyeol who was sleepily scribbling on a small notebook.

“Write a column. Tomorrow I have to submit and close the book.”

“Oh, then you go home and do it. I can be alone Your work won't be finished."

“It's okay, I'm almost done. Want to take a walk in the garden?”

“You can go as soon as Uncle comes. I don't want to bother you.”

“It doesn't bother me.”

Sungyeol closed the notebook in his hand and placed it on the bedside table. After that, he walked over and pushed the wheelchair closer to the bed before moving to help move Myungsoo into the wheelchair. Even though Myungsoo receives physical therapy every day, But because Myungsoo's limb muscles had not been used for two years, Therefore, it might take a long time for Myungsoo to get back on track.

“Slowly.”

Sungyeol said softly to Myungsoo. Before helping to lift Myung Soo up, but with Sung Yeol holding Myung Soo in an uncomfortable position, it turned out that Myung Soo was leaning down to sit on the bed as before, but with Sung Yeol Se's body leaning down. Snuggling up to Myungsoo instead His white cheeks touched his prominent nose. Both slender hands grabbed the chest of the nurse's shirt that Myungsoo was wearing out of shock.

His heartbeat was pounding so fast it was almost coming out of his chest. Sungyeol moves to get up. But Myungsoo grabbed his arm and held him back. It was the first time that the two of them had made eye contact at such a close distance. And before Sungyeol could prepare Myungsoo leaned his face closer before pressing his wavy lips to the beautiful petals. It was so soft and gentle that it seemed to float in the air.

The touch was tight for a long time, even though it wasn't offensive, it was soft and sweet. Myungsoo slowly pulled away from the kiss. The two of them locked eyes again. Before it was Myungsoo who spoke first.

“Sungyeol, I...I'm sorry.”

Myungsoo apologized in a guilty tone.

“Never mind.”

Sungyeol replied to Myungsoo. before pulling away from Myungsoo Myungsoo held onto Sungyeol's wrist to prevent the thin person from walking away from him.

“Sungyeol”

“You don't have to say anything. I understand. Just now you just accidentally did something because you weren't aware.”

Sungyeol gave Myungsoo a small smile to make the person in front of him feel more comfortable.

“What if I said it wasn't just carelessness? Will you be angry with me?”

Myungsoo decides to ask Sungyeol.

“And what are you going to tell me why?”

“I don't know, but it's intentional. I just felt like I wanted to do it. I've wanted to do this for a long time,” Myungsoo said from his deepest feelings. Even though he didn't understand his own feelings, he really felt that way. “Sungyeol, we really just met, right? Why have I felt so familiar with you for so long? How close are you?

I always feel that way.”

“We may have met before. But you don't remember it?” Sungyeol said. Myungsoo furrowed his brows, trying to think of a story. “Don't frown. I'm just kidding. We first met on the day you woke up.”

“Don't joke like this, Sungyeol. I believe it.”

Sungyeol chuckled at Myungsoo's shocked expression.

“I'm not joking anymore. So, are you still going to take a walk in the garden?”

Sungyeol asked. Myungsoo shakes his head lightly. Sungyeol then switched to helping Myungsoo lie down. But Myungsoo pulled him down to sit next to him and held Sungyeol close to him, hugging him tightly.

“Can I stay like this for a while?”

Sungyeol nodded lightly. A slender hand slowly rubbed Myungsoo's back.

“Is this time intentional or unintentional?”

Sungyeol asked Myungsoo. Myungsoo loosened his embrace. Sharp eyes met those beautiful pair of eyes.

“What if it's not both?”

“Hmmm.” Sungyeol looked at Myungsoo with suspicion.

“What if I do it because I like you?”

“Ha!!! ”

“I like you.”

Myungsoo repeated those words when he saw Sungyeol's face widen.

“I like you. I really like you. All the time spent with Mr. I feel like I'm familiar with you from before. But no matter how much I think of it, I can't think of it. Many times I feel like hugging you, kissing you, but I keep trying to restrain myself. Until today, I realized that I really like you.”

“Enough, enough, enough,” Sungyeol said, stopping Myungsoo.

“Why are you angry at me? I apologize for suddenly confessing like this.”

“No, I'm not angry.”

“Then why did you... ”

“It's embarrassing, do you understand? Are you crazy? You suddenly come to kiss and hug and confess that you like it. I'm a person, not a doll. I'm so embarrassed!!! ”

Sungyeol yells at Myungsoo. Cheeks flushed from embarrassment.

"I won't tell you. I'm all shocked. Where is that going?"

Myungsoo asked as he saw Sungyeol move up.

“Go calm down. Can't stay here anymore.”

“Then come back quickly, Sungyeol. I miss you.”

Myungsoo smiles until his cheeks dimple. A pair of sharp, soft, pleading eyes like a cat pleading with its owner.

“Oh!!! That's enough. If you say you're embarrassed, you'll just shoot at me."

Sungyeol got up and walked to the door to open it. But Myungsoo shouted at him first.”

“Sungyeol, I love you.”

Sungyeol heard Myungsoo's words clearly. But pretended not to hear before quickly opening the door to the room and taking himself out When the door closes His hand raised to his cheek in embarrassment. The glass became smoother and more red than before.

“Kim Myung Soo is crazy!!! When I was a ghost, it was said to be chaotic. This person is even more vicious than before. What do you do without sympathy for other people? People are shy, you can still talk.”

Even though he complained to Myungsoo like that, Sungyeol couldn't stop smiling right now. A beautiful face stained with a smile of happiness Which is no different than Myungsoo who can't stop smiling either.

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