Who will be the one who suffers more between the side that is separated? with the side that must leave

In fact, this story was written as a birthday present for a friend at school.

Just finished decorating this past 15/11/10.

I already gave it to a friend. But it hasn't finished reading yet.

I want everyone to read it so I put it in.

dek-d

The blue sky was obscured by large clouds covering the entire sky. Some shapes or not, it depends on the imagination of those who see them. White snow fell everywhere. A cool breeze blew past from time to time. The trees beside the road sway in the breeze. It would definitely look more beautiful and flowing.

If it weren't for the fact that there was snow covering its leaves and branches, Maybe it was even 2-3 inches thick. The air outside was cold. On a normal day, no one would be crazy enough to go out for a walk in this cold weather, but that's not the case today. Many couples walked along the road, not afraid of the weather on this snowy day.

Moreover, it also brings the couples closer together. Some cling to each other's arms. Some hold each other's shoulders. It's up to you. It makes him look like a clown when he walks alone in weather like this. Both sides of the road are full of various shops. Every shop is decorated in the same style, whether it be the walls, tables, or chairs.

or even employee uniforms They are all pink. Even though they look a bit strange, they make sense in a different way. And a chocolate shop that seemed to be selling especially well, as evidenced by the dozens of female customers vying for the chocolates. At first glance, it looked like housewives competing to buy discounted items at a department store.

He chuckled softly at his strange idea. This doesn't even include the 2-3 nearby flower shops that sell like hot cakes, especially roses. And at the restaurant on the corner, he bet there would be a long queue to reserve a table. This sweet atmosphere seemed to swallow him up.

It's no wonder today is a special day for every girl to show her love for her. day of love... February 14th, Valentine's Day... He walked for a while before entering a flower shop.

“Sorry to keep you waiting. I don't know what kind of flowers I want.” He stood and waited for a while before a woman came to greet him. Judging from his appearance, he couldn't have been more than 25 years old. Inside the store, it was quite busy as there were a lot of customers. Even though hardly anyone noticed him at all, this woman... Maybe she was the owner of the store or a well-trained employee.

“Yes, I want to get flowers.

Forget Me Not

I don't know if I have enough.” He immediately told her his needs. She made a confused face before answering.

“Yes, I have it. I just sent it here a moment ago. It's still fresh. I don't know if you want me to wrap it up in a bouquet.” She said to him fluently, as if she had prepared her lines in advance. It's like she's afraid of losing customers so she plays around with sales pitches that much.

“Yes, but I would like the wrapping paper to be blue and the ribbon used for decoration to be purple.”

“Yes, please wait a moment.” She responded with a slight nod before turning to tell another female employee to arrange flowers for him. Some people may think that customers are picky. But when a customer orders, her duty is to follow the order to make the customer as satisfied as possible. And when those customers are satisfied, they will come back to buy flowers here again. It is just a sales principle.

“It's strange. Normally during the festival of love like this, people tend to buy more roses, but you chose to buy flowers.

Forget Me Not

Instead, why?" She still didn't walk away. He also didn't understand how she didn't have a job and was bothering him even though there were still a lot of customers in the shop.

“I like the meaning of it. please don't forget me Isn't that a good meaning? Or don't you think so?” He answered the question and smiled a little, but he didn't forget to ask the other person a question as well. Even though he doesn't like it when people interfere in his affairs. But it was just a small matter and he didn't want to turn it into a big issue.

“Yes, I agree, are you buying it for an important person?” she continued to ask. He was starting to feel a little angry now.

“Yes, someone very…important.” He furrowed his brows slightly, dissatisfied. before returning to normal facial expressions I hope you don't notice.

“That's it. I'm asking something really strange. During a festival like this, you have to buy it for your loved ones. But would it seem too careless if I asked who that person was?”

“ .......... ” He didn't answer the question, but let the silence answer the question instead. The smile on his face had disappeared. He slowly raised his arms to his chest. It seemed like she was beginning to realize that he was annoyed with her. Because the young woman in front of her had a slight expression on her face. before excusing himself and walking back to his work

He guessed that she must have felt a little lost in face. If it were him, he would probably feel the same way. I feel sorry for him but I can't help it because he doesn't like it. How is it that people who have just met for the first time come to ask such a teasing question? He shook his head gently. It looks like it will be a long time before we get the flowers. It would be nice to walk around and look at the flowers to kill time first. Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate and hurriedly walked closer to the flowers on display.

This shop is neither too small nor too big. From what he could see, there were about 3-4 employees in the store. There was a constant stream of customers coming to support them, probably because of the location of this store in a developed community area. The interior decoration of the shop is simple, but there are a few pinks and reds added to match the festival, indicating the taste of the owner very well.

Inside the shop, a heater is installed to maintain the temperature so that the flowers do not wither. No wonder he felt warm. He looked outside the shop through the clear stained glass. I don't want to know how cold it will be outside in the snow compared to inside. There are many types of flowers to choose from and flower bouquets can also be used.

Suddenly, the sweet smell of coffee reached his nose. He immediately turned to look at the scent. In one small corner of the shop there is a coffee shop. Most of the customers were looking for hot drinks to sip while waiting for the flowers. That should help cool things down a lot. He turned his eyes back to the flower in front of him. A red and white rose in full bloom reveals many overlapping petals.

Beside them were bright pink tulips. All of them are flowers that have good meanings.

“Sorry to keep you waiting. The flowers I ordered have already been received. Don't forget to come and support us again. Thank you very much.” The same employee walked over and held flowers for him. He paid the bill, thanked him politely and walked out of the store immediately. In front of him is

Maserati Granturismo S (2010)

Black sports car, Italian sedan, engine

V8 425

Horsepower, maximum speed is 300 km/hr, safe safety system, lots of options, and the sound system can be connected to an iPod or MP3 as you please. The inside and outside are decorated so lavishly that wherever you drive past, people will surely turn and stare with envy. Just the car's exterior alone indicates that the owner's taste must be extraordinary. As for the price, there's no need to talk about it. Just looking at it, you can tell that ordinary people would never have enough money to buy it.

“I'm here. I've been looking for you for a long time.” The driver's side door opened and a tall young man stepped out of the car. He was in a completely black suit. His blue and white striped tie goes well with his suit. Black sandals that had been polished until they were shiny. He wore a black cardigan made from fine wool as an extra layer to keep out the cold weather. It was just a normal outfit, but when it was on his body, it made him look twice as good.

“Changmin!!! When did you come back?” he shouted happily. A wide smile couldn't be restrained from his lips. He hurriedly walked towards the newcomer.

“I've been here for a while. I went to see you at home but Father said you weren't home. So I went out to look for it. But what are you doing here?” said the young man. His name is Changmin and he is his real younger brother. Changmin went to study abroad for 4 years. Before that, it was only him who objected to his father not allowing him to study abroad. Changmin is a genius at studying, so it's not surprising that he went to study abroad and was able to live there.

“Come to the flower shop and you have to buy flowers. You probably won't come to eat.”

“Eh, I asked you nicely, and why did you answer so irritably?”

“Where are you answering? Well, Changmin asked annoyingly first. So I have to give you a stupid answer."

“Where did I ask the annoying question?”

“What do you have in your hand?”

" flower... "

“Um...standing in front of the flower shop holding flowers. You have to come buy flowers.”

“Oh, so I'm going to get enlightenment with you? In case someone gives you flowers and you happen to pass by a flower shop, or maybe you came to eat at a restaurant around here and the owner liked you, he gave you flowers so he took them. Then walked past the flower shop. Or.......blah blah.”

“...This is Mr. Changmin. Huh...leave it to me first.” He was silent for a while because the long assumptions that came from Changmin's tall figure made him so confused that he didn't know how to argue further, so he could only blame him. high instead The sight of two brothers arguing endlessly on the side of the road would be pretty funny, and that's exactly what he thought.

Several couples passing by turned to look at him slightly before turning to laugh with their partners. The only feeling right now is that I'm very embarrassed. And there are still many people who still look up to him. He pretended not to notice and followed Changmin into the car instead.

Changmin started the car and drove off immediately. The atmosphere in the car was quiet. There's only music

Symphony

Mozart's No. 9, played by a symphony with more than 70 instruments and more than 80 players, played in the soft accompaniment. Including seats that are made from high quality materials that the person sitting on them can feel. The temperature inside the car is adjusted just right so that it doesn't feel too hot or too cold and makes you fall asleep. The song that was playing seemed to lull those who listened to it into a more easy slumber.

The road was surrounded by dark green trees with snow piled up on the tops of the trees due to the weather. Snow still falls from time to time. The windshield wipers still do a good job of sweeping away the snow that falls in front of the car. The four-wheeled vehicle is driving along the road at a constant speed without making any noise.

It indicates technological innovation that was created by humans. Snow that accumulates on the road does not appear to be an obstacle to driving, helping to indicate the driver's ability to drive the vehicle very well. He glanced intently at the person driving the car with a look of curiosity and surprise in his eyes.

“I didn't think Changmin would like listening to these songs before but he still complained that they were boring.” He decided to ask when Changmin turned to look at him and raised his eyebrows in question. There is a pad in the back seat of the car.

CD

There are many discs, all of which are instrumental songs. In the past, when they were young, their father used to listen to them often. Changmin always complained that it was boring. Songs like this only old uncles listen to. When the father heard this, he laughed at his youngest son's blunt manner of speaking but did not take offense. I think of the past and I can't help but think about it.

“People can change. Time changes, people change. In this world, nothing is certain, especially our minds. You might like this today, but tomorrow you might like something else.” Changmin smiled bitterly to himself. A smile that he could never understand... Perhaps Changmin being able to study abroad would give his younger brother a lot of experience in life. His little brother has grown into an adult.

“So where is this going? Changmin asked, glancing at the bouquet of flowers in his hand.

“Church” finished his words, the luxury car turned sharply to the right, causing his body to tilt due to the force of gravity. It was a good thing he had his seatbelt on or his head would have been broken because he would have hit the dashboard or the car door.

The car continues to move closer and closer to its destination. He could see the roof of the nearby church. Even from this distance, he could still feel its enormous size. After a while, they reached their destination. It's strange that there isn't snow here, it's just cold weather.

The entire church is pure white. Surrounded by many perennial trees that are still lush. A cold wind blew and he suddenly felt goosebumps. This was called the magic of the place. Changmin got out of the car and stood next to him. They slowly stepped inside. This place was still as grand as every time he came.

In the center of the room was a long wooden chair carved into a beautiful pattern. There is an ancient chandelier next to the ceiling of the church. It was a light yellow color, he wasn't sure if it was like this from the beginning or because of its age. Along the walls are countless paintings of stories about Jesus.

From the time the Virgin Mary was conceived Jesus was born in a stable. The Lord came to the Virgin Mary. When he spread his religion and when he rose again And the important thing that was indispensable was when Jesus was nailed to the cross. Inside, there is a stage used for various ceremonies.

In the center of the stage was a carved statue of Jesus nailed to a cross. He stood staring at it for a moment and admired the person who created it, no matter who he was, he was able to put into small details so well that it looked like the real thing. So much so that he was afraid before he pulled away.

“Oh, what are you children doing here?” A middle-aged monk walked in from nowhere. Come in and ask them and give them a friendly smile.

“I'm looking for some people,” he replied in a low voice before lowering his eyes.

“...Then hurry up and go, he's probably waiting for you too.” The priest looked at him clearly. The eyes that looked at him made him feel indescribably warm. He said goodbye to the priest and excused himself. Changmin followed him quietly without saying anything. He walked around to the back of the church.

The atmosphere behind here was completely different from the one in front. In front of you, it gives a feeling of tranquility and relaxes the mind as if all suffering will disappear. But behind this, there was a sad atmosphere. Quiet...too quiet to the point of feeling completely lonely. The wind began to blow harder. The sun, obscured by gray clouds and unable to feel its radiating heat, was sinking low and would likely set in the next few hours.

The sky changed to a soft orange. The rectangular shaped stones were arranged in countless rows. Each stone was engraved with the name of its owner. Yes...this is a cemetery. A place where there is only sadness. Loss of a loved one No one will know how much it hurts if they don't experience it themselves.

“I don't know what happened in the 4 years I was away, but if you ever want to tell me, I'll listen to it myself.” Changmin suddenly spoke up without any clarification and smiled at him. A warm smile that he hadn't seen in a long time from his brash little brother.

It still felt as warm as before. It's like this every time. Changmin is still the same Changmin. He is the younger brother who understands everything.

“Changmin, do you want to listen to a story?” he asked Changmin after sitting down in front of one of the graves. Changmin looked at him, confused by his question. Is it really that strange? But Changmin quietly sat down next to him as if ready to listen.

“Once upon a long time ago... ” He began the story with an immortal sentence and that was the beginning of the whole story.

At a large house in the heart of the city The whole house is made of bricks. The roof is pitched like a tower. There are 3 floors in total, not including the attic and basement. The territory around the house is filled with many perennial plants, including flowering and ornamental plants. A thin figure was lying on a large bed, looking comfortable.

In the corner of the room is a stone fireplace. At the head of the bed was a large window in an ornate wooden frame. The newly purchased bed was in the middle of the room.

TV

40-inch plasma screen and player

CD,DVD

available in the room Everything looks contradictory, but both the old house and the modern furniture are arranged in a way that makes it look incredible. This house, or in reality it would be better to call it a mansion. Because the house is at least 200 years old and still covers an area of ​​900 acres.

It is an inheritance passed down from the ancestors of your mother, your grandmother, your great-grandmother, your great-grandfather. (Are you confused? The author is confused -*-) It was created in the Elizabethan era.

Some bodies have been awake for a long time, or maybe they didn't even sleep at all last night. His big eyes were staring at the ceiling while he was lying on his back on the bed. He had been up since the early morning, until now it was almost 11:00 AM. He started to move when he thought he should get out of bed before going to the bathroom to do his business...

The bathroom floor was covered with pastel blue tiles that had a pattern that looked like a symbol of something. The bathtub was so wide that up to 5 people could soak in it at the same time. It looked comfortable and would probably make people who just got out of bed feel refreshed, but probably not for today...a day when they were in a hurry.

Having an appointment with someone, even though it was still several hours before it was time, I couldn't help but feel excited. He stood in front of the mirror and began brushing his teeth and then washing his face before taking a long shower. A figure walked out of the bathroom wearing only a towel. Water droplets cling to the body and face. He walked over and opened the closet without much haste.

The closet, made from imported fine mahogany wood, is full of clothes that have been ironed and hung on hangers. A hand reached for the outfit he liked and pulled it out. It was a fitted pair of cream-colored trousers and a white long-sleeved shirt. The sleeves have cute lace decorations on them.

The collar had two long silk threads sticking out and he had tied it into a beautiful ribbon. This thin body was already very cute. But it's still not enough... Someone reached over and opened the drawer in front of the dressing mirror. Inside was filled with many accessories. He took out a pair of dolphin-shaped earrings and put them on. Followed by a silver necklace with a small key-shaped pendant.

Finishing off with a gold watch with a light pink dial that fits comfortably on the wrist. He walked to the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of short black boots and put them on. The sound of a car coming from far away, was it the person he was waiting for? The figure didn't let the doubt linger in his heart and immediately walked towards the window. A black convertible car stopped in front of the fence and for a moment the gate opened automatically.

He pulled into the garage and a person he was very familiar with stepped out. He quickly ran downstairs and before coming out of the room he didn't forget to pick up the brown Louis Vuitton limited edition handbag he received as a birthday present from. My younger brother came out too. Someone was already sitting on the red sofa in the living room first. The person turned to look at the figure and smiled.

“Yuchun...” Someone called out to the new person in front of him.

“Junsu...” The low voice that called out his name made some of his body tremble indescribably. Yoochun was wearing cream-colored trousers and a white long-sleeved shirt with the top two buttons unbuttoned. This was the same outfit as him!!! Except that Yoochun's shirt didn't have lace.

The tall figure looked at Junsu who opened his mouth in shock and then burst out laughing. This outfit he bought for Junsu a long time ago and saw that it might be suitable for his thin body and it was exactly as he thought.

“Huh...What are you laughing at, Yoochun!!! Junsu yelled out. In his opinion, it was more like a scared little cat. His sweet face was as red as a tomato. Big round eyes that looked at his hammer annoyedly. Thin bright red lips pressed together in displeasure. His slightly arched eyebrows looked cute in his eyes.

“I didn't laugh at all. Did Junsu think about it himself?”

“Liar, Yoochun is clearly laughing. What is with that outfit?”

“Oh! Is this a couple's outfit? It looks good on me, right? Hahaha,” Yoochun replied when some people pointed at the outfit he was wearing. Look at Junsu's face now. Making an angry face again, so cute

“Ah~ Stop laughing now, Yoochun.”

“ ...Oops...hahahaha.” The tall man covered his mouth with his hand, but he really couldn't stand it and had to laugh again.

“Yuchun! Ugh...huh!!! ” Unable to argue with the tall man, Junsu simply walked away. Yoochun, Yoochun always likes to tease him.

“Oh...wait a minute, Junsu.” Yoochun hurriedly ran after him and grabbed the thin arm. Ah...I'm already annoyed, but this is cute in a different way, right? Is he a masochist? No, that's because Junsu was teasing her. Junsu shook his arm out of the tall figure's grip and turned away. Insinuates that he is truly angry

“Okay, okay, don't laugh.” Yoochun raised both hands above his head like when the police arrest criminals, but Junsu didn't even bat an eye. The tall man raised his hand and scratched his head, not knowing what to do with the stubborn and petulant child in front of him.

“Oh, I'm not laughing anymore. Let's reconcile." In the end, I had to use the begging child. Yoochun spoke in a long, pleading voice. Trying to put on a cute face, he extended his pinky finger in front of Junsu's face before smiling widely, revealing a small dimple on his right cheek. A high, well-shaped nose

The arched eyebrows that fit his face very well and...the eyes that always looked at him fiercely made some of my heart flutter every time I met his sharp eyes. What is this? Yoochun has made him soft again.

" crazy!!! ” Even though he said that, Junsu raised his hand to connect with Yoochun's. That immediately caused the tall figure to smile brightly…

Yoochun drove Junsu to a bustling commercial area filled with many people. The weather at noon is getting hotter. The sunlight from the sun shone down hard. Everywhere was bathed in an orange glow from the sunlight. A luxury car was parked in front of a small restaurant.

The inside of the shop is decorated in a European style. Tables and chairs are arranged in an orderly manner. There was a soft ballad playing in the background, helping to create a romantic atmosphere. Junsu chose to sit at a table at the end of the store in a hidden corner. On the table was a vase with pink roses and a menu. A male waiter came to take orders when Yoochun beckoned over.

“What should I get?”

“Take...”

“Chicken Steak with American Sauce Spaghetti carbonara and mocha blended with whipped cream, bring 2 sets of each.”

Junsu was about to answer, but the person sitting across from him cut him off and ordered food first. Ha! Eating steak for lunch. How did you think of that? Normally, other people eat it for dinner, right? And here I am, eating steak, I don't know where my snobbery is going. Huh!!! Junsu suddenly felt annoyed for no reason.

It was even more noticeable to see Yoochun sitting cross-legged and tapping his feet to the rhythm of the music in the store that had changed from ballads to rock songs. But all the food items that Yoochun ordered were all foods that he liked. Yoochun still remembers...

“Junsu, do you know why I have to sit like this?” Yoochun suddenly spoke up. Junsu, who was busy eating the food that had been served, flicked his eyes up to look at him in confusion. Yoochun sat with his chin on the table and used sharp eyes full of meaning to look at him without blinking.

“Um...I don't know.” Junsu frowned for a moment and shook his head. Why do you have to sit like this? Has sitting in this position become a habit or is it comfortable for you to sit in this position?

“Because... That's all Yoochun said and then fell silent while smiling mischievously.

“Because I can see Junsu's face clearly.” The tall figure's words immediately caused blood to pool on the thin figure's face. Junsu lowered his head in embarrassment. Yoochun is really good at making silly jokes.

“Where are you going next after eating?” Junsu said, completely changing the subject.

“Then let's go eat ice cream when we're done. The shop Junsu likes, is it good?” Yoochun answered and smiled as if he knew someone was trying to change the subject.

“Oh.”

The two of them walked out after finishing their meal. Yoochun was rubbing his full stomach in a gesture that Junsu thought was more cool than ugly compared to what the other guys were doing. We walked along the sidewalk without hurry, knowing that we still had time to spend together for the rest of the day.

Two hands intertwined tightly, giving a feeling of comfort every time we touch them. The target is Junsu's favorite ice cream shop just a few blocks away. It was a large store, full of customers every day, just a few meters away from the store.

Yoochun suddenly stopped walking, causing Junsu to stop as well. The tall figure turned to look behind him with a shocked look that he didn't see often from Yoochun. Is there something at the back? As far as some people could hear, there was only the sound of a large truck driving by.

“Wow!!! ” A young woman's voice sounded. She cried out in shock at something. Junsu turned to look out of curiosity and before he knew anything, Some bodies were pushed and thrown far away. The hand that was holding Yoochun slowly slipped away.

“ ...Creak...!!! ” The sound of the wheels of the big truck rubbing against the ground was so loud it hurt my eardrums. It reverberated throughout the entire area. The large truck spun around for a moment, causing dust on the road to fly up everywhere. before ending up crashing into an electric pole A huge accident that he never thought he would encounter himself.

Junsu slowly got up, dazed by the incident. He scanned the entire area for someone before stumbling upon the body of someone lying in the middle of the road, which was now covered in crimson blood. Junsu slowly approached in fear.

It couldn't be what he thought, right?… His legs as he walked closer to someone's blood-soaked body were shaking. It shook so much that he couldn't even control it. It must not be what he thought. How was it possible that just now he... Some of them smiled to encourage themselves before walking closer and closer.

And then it was like heaven teased What he had thought of had come true. The sight in front of me made some people's hearts almost break. The face of someone he knew very well was asleep in the middle of the road, still like a statue.

“ ...Jun...Su... ” That person slowly opened his eyes. A deep voice called out his name with difficulty. A small but warm smile spread out on his lips.

“ ...Chun...Yuchun!!! ” Someone called out the name of the injured person in front of them. He could feel that his voice was missing. There was a moment when he couldn't find his voice. It was difficult to get each word out of my mouth. Before he regained consciousness, tears had already flowed from his eyes.

The thin figure knelt next to Yoochun's tall figure. Junsu couldn't believe his eyes.

“ ...Junsu, don't cry. I don't mind... Yoochun forced a smile. That's all he said before being quiet for a while. A hand came up and gently wiped away his tears.

Are you sure...that you said it would be okay?

Will I be able to believe your words right now... Yoochun?

“I am very happy to spend time with Junsu. I am very happy that we are together. You know, when Junsu smiles, I can't help but smile. I like that Junsu is always concerned about me. I like that Junsu gets jealous when I mess with other girls. I like that Junsu begs me like a child.

I like when Junsu is shy and blushes. You know that? It's so cute that I can't stop myself from loving Junsu... I like that Junsu cares about me even in small things. I like that Junsu is clumsy. I like…I like Junsu being Junsu like this.” Yoochun rambled unconsciously.

“Huh...enough...enough. Yoochun doesn't have to say anymore... ” Some of them cried out to not come out even though they were still crying. The more he spoke, the more blood flowed out of Yoochun's wound. He studied medicine, why wouldn't he know? If the blood continued to flow from Yoochun's wound like this, This will cause insufficient blood to reach the brain and other parts of the body. Blood vessels will shrink.

The heart tries to pump blood and oxygen to the rest of the body but is unable to do so because the blood vessels have constricted. And in the end, Yoochun would die due to lack of oxygen to his brain. He knew, and despite that, he was unable to help the person he loved. I don't know if it's better to fight like this!!!

Yoochun reached out his hand to hold the figure's hand, smiled faintly, and his eyelids slowly closed.

“Huh...huh...Yuchun...Yuchun. Wake up and talk to me first...huh... ” Some people were crying heavily. Junsu raised his other hand and shook the person in front of him madly. To make the other party open their eyes and talk to him...It worked!!! Yoochun opened his eyes again. Yoochun's face turned pale. There was no blood, and those eyes looked completely exhausted, but they were still filled with love for him.

“Junsu...don't cry,” Yoochun said, but he only shook his head. The more Yoochun spoke, the more tears flowed from his eyes.

" ...smile... "

“Eh...” Yoochun said something he couldn't quite hear.

“...Smile for me. I want to see Junsu's smile...for the last time... ”

“No, heh...Yuchun, don't say that.” Even though Junsu said that, some of him still smiled widely. Smiling through tears A smile that both he and Yoochun knew was completely forced.

“I smiled at Yoochun. Yoochun said he likes my smile, right? So

Yoochun has to be excited...has to keep watching my smile." Some of them spoke by themselves. He was alone. Yoochun could only smile slightly at the stubbornness of the person in front of him. He really loves Junsu so much that even in times like this it makes him love Junsu even more.

But...he was going to die soon.

The time they spent together was precious to him and he hoped Junsu would feel the same.

Just thinking... from now on I won't be able to meet Junsu again.

Just thinking... from now on I won't be able to see Junsu's smile again.

Just thinking...from now on I won't be beside Junsu anymore.

Just thinking that made his heart ache.

“I...love Junsu. I love you very much...” Yoochun said one last time before closing his eyes. Eyelids that were closed as if they would never be forgotten again. The hands that had been holding each other slowly slipped apart and fell to their sides. Some people have left...

Go with someone else's heart...

I don't know how much time passed before he regained consciousness. Junsu slowly turned to look around. Many people were watching the incident and were trying to send pity…or pity towards him through their eyes. Some were silent for a moment before walking out of there. He just walked away, leaving Yoochun's lifeless body behind...

After a while, the ambulance would have arrived even though it wouldn't have helped, including the police. Junsu raised his hand to touch his face in confusion.

Why?

Even though...I'm very sorry to this extent.

Even though...he didn't want this kind of thing to happen in the slightest.

Even though...he was truly happy.

Even though... today was the day he had been waiting for to come quickly.

Even though...the person who loved him the most has already passed away.

and...

Even though...the person he loved the most had already passed away.

Even though that was the case, he didn't have a single tear drop... I don't know when the tears had dried up from his cute face. Even he himself was surprised that just a few minutes before, he had almost died crying. His big eyes squinted sadly.

Is this in a scene from a soap opera?

Ah~...It's true, he knows that it's not a drama but a real story.

...a true story...that he probably will never forget.

The large palm that held his hand so tenderly that even now he could feel its warmth. Both his smile and the look in his eyes... it was full of Yoochun's love. The deep, hoarse voice that called out his name The laughter of two people that sounded together in unison.

All the times we were happy together His entire back was so wide that he got used to looking at it from behind. Every step we take together Everything he could still feel was as if it had just happened yesterday. But today he couldn't see Yoochun anymore. Some of him suddenly felt a chill all over his body. Just without Yoochun being with him, he was already lonely.

Without Yoochun around, everything felt unfamiliar. A small, self-pitying smile appeared on his thin lips. Less than half an hour had passed and he was like this. What would happen next? He really didn't know. Junsu continued walking aimlessly. He didn't even know where he was right now. He looked around. Why was this place so quiet?

Like a deserted city, everything was still and quiet, with only the slight sound of the wind blowing past. There was not a single car on the road, nor was there a single person on the walkway. It was like he was living alone in this world. Alone and lonely...

How did he know Yoochun? This strange question that popped up made him furrow his brow slightly in curiosity.

Since when...did he get to know Yoochun?

Since when...has he been looking for Yoochun everywhere he went?

Since when...did he worry about Yoochun when he didn't come to class?

Since when did he see Yoochun as cool and standing out from other guys?

Since when...did he start secretly looking at Yoochun in various poses?

Since when...did he feel his heart flutter every time he laid eyes on Yoochun?

Since when did he feel like he wanted to see Yoochun every day?

Since when...has he been thinking about Yoochun all day?

Since when...has he kept Yoochun dreaming about him so often?

Since when did he want to know more about Yoochun's identity?

Since when...was he happy every time he saw Yoochun's smile?

Since when...was he so angry at all the women who were involved with Yoochun?

Since when...did he feel displeased every time Yoochun called other women's names, smiled at other women, was nice to other women, laughed with other women? and staring at other women

and...

Since when...did he fall in love with this man? A man named "Park Yoochun"!!!

Park Yuchun

He stood up confusedly. What happened? This was the first question that popped into his head. Where is Junsu? Where did he go on a date with Junsu? If found, I will punish you harshly for causing you concern. What a naughty child!!! The tall figure thought in his heart in a good mood. He walked around looking for Junsu in various places where he thought he might be.

Whether it's the ice cream shop that Junsu likes to buy often, it's the flavor that he likes. Junsu liked the taste so much that he asked people like him who don't like desserts to try it. Hmm...the taste isn't bad, but people who don't like it don't like it anyway. The next two shops are doll shops. He looked through the glass into the shop and saw a large blue dolphin doll on display.

Junsu begs him to buy it for him every day, but he still stubbornly refuses to buy it for him. Junsu's begging child makes him weak every time. Well, that's really cute, isn't it? Normally, she's already cute. The more she does this, the cuter she gets. Is this going to make him go crazy? 'Kim Junsu' He thought he was going to buy it for Junsu for his birthday just thinking about the look on his face when he received a gift from him, that's all...

He was already happy, and on the corner of the street slightly to the right was a famous clothing store. It was in this store that he bought Junsu's clothes and Junsu wore them on his date today. No one would know how happy he was to see Junsu wearing the clothes he bought him. Surprisingly, he was able to remember everything related to Junsu.

Yoochun looked into the store but couldn't find the figure as expected. He furrowed his brows in deep thought.

Junsu isn't here...disappeared.

And even though he looked everywhere, he still couldn't find it.

Yoochun turned left and right in worry. In the midst of so many people, how could he find Junsu? He began to speed up from walking to running when he felt something unusual. He ran past many people.

I can't find it...not even a shadow.

No...

...My intuition is not good at all.

What is this fear that suddenly arises in my heart?

Junsu, where exactly are you?!

A tall figure stopped and gasped for breath on the side of a building after running around in various places, but that was it. He hasn't met Junsu yet.

“Oh my gosh!!! Yoochun cursed loudly. Clench your jaw until it forms a ridge. His hands clenched into fists and he went down onto the building wall to vent his emotions. He prepared for the pain that would come but...

Swish~

Yoochun opened his eyes in shock. There wasn't even the slightest bit of anger left. The hand that was supposed to smash against the wall and make a pug noise follow, instead it went through the wall!!! Yoochun slowly pulled his hand away from the wall. He immediately inspected his hands. He was fine, not even a wound on his hand. He...what's going on here!!!

The tall figure walked out of there in a state of shock, his brain dizzy, but he didn't have time to care about that right now. What he had to care about right now was Where is Junsu? Yoochun began to walk back down the corridor he had just passed. He just thought that if he went back and waited for Junsu where he had just gotten up earlier.

Some people may already be sitting and waiting for him. You might sit and complain about him disappearing somewhere. Or I was sitting and crying because I was in love with him like I had happened many months ago when we went to an amusement park together...

He has arrived. There were people milling around looking at something. After a while, they began to turn to gossip among themselves. He walked closer and tried to listen.

“Not at all.”

“It's a pity, I was hit by a car and died right there.”

“That's really young.”

“Not at all.”

That's all Yoochun heard, other than that he couldn't understand the meaning. In my mind, I inevitably thought of Junsu. Well, Junsu disappeared and he couldn't find him. Junsu had never disappeared like this before. He walked in again, hoping to see the deceased's face clearly.

“!!!” Yoochun's eyes widened and he couldn't believe his own eyes. His hand suddenly felt cold. All of his strength seemed to disappear. He could hardly keep his balance. The corpse in front of him was not Junsu as he had originally thought, but it was...

...It's him!!!

Should he be happy or sad that it was him who died...not Junsu?

But he's going to die...

Is this a dream?...If it was just a dream then it would be fine. And if that was the case, he wanted to wake up quickly from this nightmare.

Yoochun raised his hand to rub his face, which was now almost expressionless. He couldn't believe what he saw. How is that possible? But if it were to be said, it would be consistent with him being able to break through walls. He had also read in a book that people who had just died were not yet aware that they had died.

Is he really dead?

Then what about Junsu? Where has Junsu gone?

He was too tired...too tired to run and find him again. Yoochun then switched to walking instead of running like before. At the same time, he was thinking about something.

He is dead, this is a fact that cannot be avoided. If it were before, he probably wouldn't be afraid of death. But now that he has Junsu by his side There were sad and happy times together. He had to leave. It's really a sad story, isn't it?

How will Junsu survive without him? Will you be lonely? Will you miss him? If possible, he himself would not want to have to leave like this.

I want to... live with Junsu for a long time.

I want to...do many things that haven't been done yet.

I want to... take Junsu to travel to various places.

I want to... go eat at that restaurant with Junsu again.

I want to hold those thin hands tightly.

I want to... laugh and smile happily together with Junsu.

I want to...have Junsu come and beg him every day.

I want to... hear the sweet voice calling his name.

Want to... see Junsu in front of me every time he wakes up.

He just...

Want to...be with Junsu...forever.

That's all, his desire was just that...it wasn't even that much. Even then, it couldn't be true. He didn't know how to explain this feeling. You'll never know unless you experience it yourself. Yoochun continued to walk slowly.

He didn't know why he was in such a hurry, where, what, how, and for whom. If he met Junsu now, what would he do? Everything seemed difficult to him, like a lost child.

“Ah! ” Yoochun exclaimed with happiness mixed with sorrow. In front of him was only a few meters away. A small figure he was familiar with was walking. Yoochun hurriedly walked forward, feeling longing. A strong hand reached out and wanted to grab the thin figure's hand and hold it. It wasn't like he expected. He was already dead, so he couldn't touch things, including Junsu.

It whizzed past as if nothing had happened. Yoochun looked down at his hand in pain. He couldn't do anything, he couldn't even touch Junsu. But seeing Junsu safe is good. Junsu's cute face that was as indifferent as if he had no feelings was better than having his beloved's face covered with tears.

“Goodbye, I love Junsu.” Yoochun walked over and whispered in the thin man's ear. It was a short statement but filled with sincerity. Yoochun stared at Junsu's face for a moment, as if holding it deep in his heart. This would be the last time he would see Junsu's face. He wanted to keep it in his memory for as long as possible.

He looked like that before turning around and walking away...

Kim Junsu

Junsu had been walking for a long time and continued to walk tirelessly. From now on, he will have to be alone. There will be no one there to beg for 'Kim Junsu'. Even though he said that, he couldn't forget the incident at all. Even now, he can still see Yoochun walking hand in hand with him.

Some of them shook their heads vigorously 2-3 times in an attempt to dispel the hallucinations that had occurred. Junsu looked around again. Other people walked in pairs, but why did he have to walk alone like this? The warmth from the big palm holding his hand will no longer exist. The soft, deep voice that had been bothering him from now on would no longer be seen.

In fact, the person who should have died would have been him instead of Yoochun even in the split second that the truck was about to hit him. It was Yoochun who pushed him out, otherwise it would have been him who would have died and not Yoochun. Thinking about it makes tears come out. Junsu raised his hand to roughly brush away the tears. His hands fell limply at his sides.

Hurry!!!

A familiar warm feeling suddenly appeared. Some people can recognize it. The warmth in his palm felt strangely familiar to him. Are you blindfolded? For a moment, he saw Yoochun standing there holding his hand. Junsu slowly loosened his grip like when holding hands with Yoochun.

The warmth began to increase as well. Junsu closed his eyes and tried to imagine a tall figure walking next to him. For a second, he felt like he heard a whisper coming from somewhere far away. Was it Yoochun? It was really Yoochun who had come to him. A few seconds later, the warmth in his palm disappeared as tears streamed down some of his cheeks...

“ .......... ” He was silent after telling the story up to this point. He turned to look at his younger brother's face with a bit of doubt. He must not have been asleep.

“...is it over?” Changmin turned to look at him slowly, as if he had just regained consciousness.

" um "

“What do you think?”

"Well...I don't know. It's a pity. My loved one had to die like that. If it were me, I'd be very sad too," Changmin replied ready.

“Um...that's it. It hurts a lot for both of you.” He lowered his head slightly. A gleam of regret appeared in his eyes. Tears seemed to fall from her beautiful eyes. He was clutching the bouquet of flowers in his hand tightly as if he was blocking some emotion. Silence began to fall upon the two again. Changmin himself didn't know what to say to make the awkward atmosphere go away.

“Eh! That's it,” Changmin exclaimed softly, pointing at the gravestone in front of him. That symptom called him to look up in disbelief.

Park Yoochun

( Park Yuchun )

“Um...this is Yoochun's grave. From that day exactly 4 years have passed,” he said, looking at the gravestone with sad eyes. Until the younger brother couldn't help but feel sad.

“Hyung...Junsu, are you okay?” Changmin asked with concern. He reached out and grabbed his brother's shoulder in a supportive manner. Immediately, clear water droplets fell from the figure's large eyes. Changmin, who had never seen his older brother's tears, was helpless but gave him a concerned look.

“I'm going to wait in the car,” Changmin said before pulling away. At a time like this, he should just leave the two of them alone. In all the years he had studied abroad, he never thought that something like this would happen to his older brother. I can only hope that time will help me forget the bad things.

Changmin walked out and left him alone with Yoochun. The tears still haven't stopped flowing. The feelings from 4 years ago on the same Valentine's Day as today are as if they have come back again as if they happened yesterday. A sadness that still refuses to fade even after a long time has passed.

“Yuchun, I'm here to visit...huh,” was all Junsu could say before falling silent. Some were unable to hold back their tears. But let it flow out A thin hand places a bouquet of flowers

Forget Me Not

in front of the grave Place it gently and gently. He looked down at his hands, which were held in his lap, not knowing what to do.

“...I love Yoochun. I love you very much.” Junsu raised his head. Forced to smile Speaking words filled with so much emotion in front of Yoochun... Junsu stood up and walked away quietly. Just a few steps to go. before turning to look at the grave again He stared for a long time and smiled to himself.

Turned around and slowly walked away as the wind started to blow stronger again...

The End

Ahh!!! When it was over, I realized that I still couldn't compose it well. But will try harder. Personally, I don't really like soap opera novels, but when I wrote them, why did they come out like this? I don't understand myself either. Before we leave, there is a questionnaire. If it isn't too much trouble, please help me with it.

To serve as a guideline for composing the next story ^^

3. Which do you think is more painful: Junsu or Yoochun? Why?

4. What do you think is the idea gained from this story?

5. Next, what type of story would you like the writer to write and why?

6.Comments-suggestions-criticisms

7. If the score is 10 points, how many points will be given for the following topics?

Language used

scene description

Describing the feelings of the characters

correctness

The realism of various events

1. Which character do you like the most in the story? Why?

2. What is the most impressive scene in the story? Why?