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His voice shook the sorrow in my heart. Then evaporated - Jung Sewoon
His voice is my whole world. And that's all I have, Kim Youngmin.
“[…] I will keep writing to you even if I don't get an answer from you. And if you want to do it, when? I will write again Or I might stop writing. But one thing I know for sure is I have many things I intend to do. It's because of you too. You'll have something to look forward to. What should I have?
Who knows how everything will turn out? And one day, that might happen. My first kiss. When I think about it, I start to feel that I have changed a little. I can definitely imagine that happening to Finn. Sarah will stop by to visit me soon. I would like to send my greetings to a place where you are... from your friend..Nele.”
A small machine is working in a whirling motion that creates a sound source. Many words came out slowly. But it sounded clear.
“P.S. When you sit somewhere in the sky, you probably aren't hungry, right? But I'm hungry, and I believe there's still strawberry yogurt in the refrigerator. I'm going to go grab something to eat. ......Completely finished ... book about There are only stars in this sea by Sigrid Sefert Ah-“
The soft, familiar voice stopped as it was pressed shut. The audiobook describes a conversation between two girls who became friends through letters. The story of friendship is deep, beautiful, and sad all at once.
The young man slowly removed the listening device from his head. If anyone happened to notice, they would find that their broad shoulders were slightly trembling from the force of their sobs. Luckily, the table to listen to audiobooks had wooden barriers surrounding it on three sides. So no one had to see the big man crying. They weren't all tears of sadness, he knew that, they were tears of happiness. tears of loneliness
Mixed together as it ran down the cheeks. It's like a person's life.
This table is like Im Young Min's entire world. He spends a lot of time listening to audiobooks each day. They range from academic articles. World literary awards to small ghost stories in monthly magazines Youngmin is a 23 year old young man. Previously he had beautiful times and bright dreams.
But due to an event that no one expected Lim Young Min, 15 years old has lost sight That changed his world forever. But who will live forever? At least it's not one of them..
We must be miserable right now – thought Youngmin. The young man still left his body on the old table. A rough hand swept across his face to wipe away tears. Then put the sunglasses back on.
I'm sleepy.. The young man rested his head on the cassette player.
suddenly!
“Read by Jung Sewoon....”
Tack! – The sound of the tape bouncing loudly signals the end of the roll.
“Huh?” The thick figure jumped in shock. By chance his chin touched the button. Or whatever momentary emotional sensitivity it is. The sweet voice that spoke his name stayed in the young man's thoughts until the end of the day. I'm surprised that your voice still sticks like this.
Your name has never been mentioned on any tapes in the past. I thought so. Youngmin felt the urge to do something even more.
Someday I will go looking for it. And thank you for all the years I have received your wonderful books.
But why does it have to be one day? Mr. Seun is not a letter from Nelene.
There's no reason to wait, right?
Damn it, what was I doing in the past!
“ When the evening pulls the sun down,
And the day is almost through,
Oh, the whole world it is sleeping,
But my world is you.
Can I be close to you? Can I be close to you?
Can I be close to you? Can I be close to you?”
His deep voice sang along with the sound of stringed instruments that almost everyone in the world was crazy about. Followed by the sound of clapping. and shouted admiration Even though Im Youngmin couldn't see But he turned out to be a great musician. A young man lost his sight in his teens. But my past life experiences are considerable.
Playing the guitar is one of them. So is his experience of seeing beautiful things in his life. He has enough to put together beautiful words, feelings, and describe the beauty of things in song.
It was a fact that Im Young Min had no way of knowing. How wide his smile was And do his listeners love music as much as clapping? But that doesn't matter one bit. Because now Jung Se Woon is here…
That's right, Jung Sewoon, that person.
After Young Min decided to find the owner of those audiobooks. The young man found that someone was at the tip of his nose. In the hospital, he used to join in the activities and play music to encourage patients from time to time.
And his heart became more moist and swelled than before. Knowing that Mr. Sewoon had often listened to him sing.
“Do you normally work here?” Youngmin asked after several minutes of casual conversation.
“Not really, it's better to just go back and forth. But I happened to listen to you sing many times. So often that I realized that you even have your own handmade albums. I listen to it often too. I like it all.
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Right away!”
“I can't believe it.” Lim Youngmin reached up and scratched the back of his neck. If his instincts weren't wrong. Mr. Sewoon was sitting opposite him. It was slightly to his left, unmistakable – a clean scent that must have come from the clothes stood out from that side. Youngmin turned his body in the right direction before speaking.
“But part of it comes from you. From the feeling when listening to your story..”
“I can't believe it either. that you have ever listened to my audiobook,” the interlocutor answered, a 'smile' in his voice echoing in his words.
“What stories have you listened to, Mr. Youngmin? You can talk about the most recent thing you listened to. Or the matter that brought you to find me here..”
“It's probably a matter of this sea having only stars. Nele and Katarina's letter makes me want to find you.. It may sound silly. But I feel like we could be friends. Just like the two kids were pen friends..”
“Then I'll probably die in the end.” Sewoon laughed after he finished speaking. Young Min almost immediately refused.
“Oh, no! If something happens to Mr. Sewoon, I'm sorry, oh--"
“Why, is Mr. Youngmin afraid that he won't have any books to listen to? In fact, you don't have to bother to use the tape player from the hospital library right now.
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I have thousands of books on my phone to choose from.” His tone of voice didn't sound like he was interested, which made Youngmin feel fluttery. It was as if something was flying in his stomach.
"..It's a little different."
“That's my whole world. Your book..”
“Your book. It's not just the sound of the text being read. It's definitely not just that.. the content of each book you choose to read. What the book communicates It was as if Mr. Se-un had planned it all. Not just a tattoo but a voice.
Many episodes from many books Made me know things I never knew. Feeling things you've never felt before And then I interpreted it in my songs... – Ah, I'm starting to get delusional. I'm sorry.” The young man instinctively bowed his head and apologized so quickly that the sunglasses he was wearing to hide his disability almost fell to the ground.
“Not at all, Mr. Youngmin - - what can I say? I'm glad you felt that hidden intention. It's such a blessing to know that it's useful to someone in this world. Sigh.." Despite feeling overflowing with happiness, Im Youngmin immediately felt a slight change in his tone. and the relaxation of the other person's breathing
“Uh, am I interrupting time, Mr. Se-un? In any case, I would like to leave first. I think my friend will be here soon.”
“It doesn't bother me at all. But today I don't have time... let's talk further next time. Nice to meet you, Mr. Youngmin.”
“Let's meet again.”
Mr. Seun's voice sounded rushed. before a screeching sound like metal clashing and rubbing against one another could be heard passing through him. A gust of wind from something passing by suddenly hit him. before the automatic announcement sounded. ...It sounds so lifeless.
[Patient room number 401 is undergoing surgery]
[Patient room number 401 is undergoing surgery]
[Patient room number 401 is undergoing surgery]
“ When the evening pulls the sun down,
And the day is almost through,
Oh, the whole world it is sleeping,
But my world is you.
Can I be close to you? Can I be close to you?
Can I be close to you? Can I be close to you?”
When the evening takes away the sunset
The day is passing by
The whole world is falling asleep
But my world is you
May I be close to you?
THE END
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Hello, this is the first story of the pier.
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Ours, even though many pairs of boats, we would have sunk half of them. But we will continue to row. 5555555 Please take care of me. Thank you for accidentally stumbling across this fic. And read until here. can follow and scold Let's talk at
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P.S. This story was inspired by the app.
Read for the Blind
It's an app for making audiobooks.
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