...I want to let the wind Please help blow this away.

...The good things I encountered today I want you to know...

“Oh…”

A chorus of exclamations was heard as everyone got out of the van. The sight that made everyone cry out loud was a field of white flowers as far as the eye could see, contrasting with a clear sky. The breeze blows and the fragrance spreads throughout the area.

“So beautiful. What kind of flower is this?” A soft voice from a small young man asked the person who came with him. Big, dark eyes sparkled with excitement.

“Well, the chrysanthemum flower is used as a new product. This is where we will use it to shoot commercials.” The team in charge of filming the commercials responded with kindness.

“It smells so good,” said a tall, slender young man standing nearby, breathing in the scent that filled his lungs.

“This is called white chrysanthemum. They are more fragrant than commonly sold chrysanthemum flowers. Around here, they are planted as flower fields.” The same staff member turned to explain further.

“Golf Mike”, the formerly plump director, approached the two young men. “We'll start filming soon. Go get ready now. We only have two days.”

The two accepted before following the team to change clothes and do makeup and hair.

“Coming to film commercials as far away as China like this is good too,” Golf said to his younger brother.

“Hmm,” Mike agreed with his brother.

“Alright, that's enough for today. There is no light anymore.”

There was the sound of the director ordering the group to disband. Everyone then gradually packed their things into the car and headed to the hotel they had reserved. Before everyone dispersed to their rooms

“Tomorrow we have to come filming early in the morning. Let's hurry up and sleep."

Golf walked his bag out of the elevator. With his younger brother following behind. The little figure stopped in front of the door to a room when he saw that the number on the door was the same as the room key he had received.

“Which room is yours, Mike?” asked his younger brother who walked past his room as he turned the key.

Mike didn't answer his brother's question, instead he stopped in front of the door of the adjoining room and pointed his hand in front of the door to let his brother know.

“Then see you tomorrow.” With that, the little figure opened the door and entered the room.

Golf managed to remove personal items from his bag. Picking up a t-shirt and pants, he grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom. Wash your face and eyes to bring some freshness. The small figure took off the clothes he was wearing and stepped under the shower before letting the warm water flow. Washes away tiredness after a long day of work. While Golf was feeling relaxed

All at once!!!

"Hoy!..."

Golf exclaimed in shock at his sudden appearance. The lights in the bathroom went out. There was only light from the bedroom coming through the gap in the bathroom door. The little figure hurriedly washed the soap bubbles off of his body, wanting to get out of this dark and dim place as quickly as possible. Golf grabbed a towel and wiped it roughly. A small hand felt around the area where the clothes were placed. Instead, he touched something cold.

“Wow!”

Suddenly the lights in the bathroom came back on. Golf sighed in relief when he saw what was in his hand.

...his own watch

After going through the shocking incident in the bathroom The little body fell on the bed exhausted. While his eyes were close to falling asleep His eyes looked at the mirror on the dressing table. Suddenly I saw a black shadow flash through the glass.

Big eyes that were close to closing just moments ago suddenly opened. before blinking rapidly in uncertainty

...What was it just now?...It probably wasn't...maybe.

Golf shook his head vigorously left and right to shake off the distracting thoughts that were keeping him from sleeping. The small figure turned over to the other side so that he could no longer see the mirror.

...Go to sleep, you have to wake up early tomorrow.

Golf told himself and closed his eyes to sleep again. But when you're dozing off will sleep again Golf felt a dark shadow flicker through the curtains on the balcony again.

This time, Golf immediately jumped up from the bed as if caught on a spring. Grabbing his cell phone and room key, he quickly opened the door to his room. The small figure ran and pounded on the door of the adjacent room. Without paying attention to how loud it is.

Golf waited impatiently for the person inside to open the door. His eyes widened and he didn't even dare glance at the room he had just come out of.

The door to the front room was opened by the owner of the room, who was in a sleepy state. Mike looked annoyed at his older brother who had disturbed his sleep.

"What's wrong, Golf? It's late."

Golf hurriedly inserted himself into his younger brother's room. Mike closed the door and followed in. before looking at his brother with a confused expression Golf seems to have lost his cool.

"Uh...Mike, I'd like to sleep with you tonight."

Slender brows furrowed together. He looked at his older brother, whose cheeks were beginning to tinge with embarrassment.

“Phi Golf's room is also there. Go sleep in your own room.”

"Well...my room has..." Golf made a strange expression.

“What is it?” Mike asked his brother curiously. Before thinking, "Is there a ghost? Oh...P' Golf, think too much. It's nothing."

“I actually saw it, Mike, a couple of times,” Golf confirmed what he saw. Give your younger brother a pleading look.

“Let me sleep with you, Mike. I don't want to sleep alone tonight.”

Mike saw wide-eyed eyes. His older brother's gaze couldn't help but soften.

"Alright, hurry up and go to sleep. You won't wake up late."

Golf smiled happily when he heard the room owner's permission. The small figure hurriedly ducked under the covers on the bed before calling out to his younger brother who was reaching for the light switch.

"You don't have to turn off the lights, Mike."

The tall figure sighed before smiling at his brother's fear of ghosts.

“Please cover me up,” Mike said as he got under the same blanket as his brother. "P' Golf, please don't lie down."

"Oh, I know."

The phone rang a few times before a large hand reached out and picked it up in a quiet voice. without refusing to get out of bed

"hello"

“Mike can wake up. I'll meet you at the lobby in half an hour." The voice of the team called to wake me up.

"Ha"

“Uh, is Golf there too? I called the golf room. No one received it.”

Mike glanced at the person in question who was now asleep with his eyes closed, his small face buried in his chest.

"P'Golf is with Mike."

"He's probably so scared of ghosts that he asked to sleep with him again." The end of the line let out a chuckle.

“I'll just tell P'Golf himself. See you downstairs.”

Mike placed the phone on the keypad as before. Looking at his older brother who was still curled up and sleeping comfortably on his chest. A loving smile spreads on a beautiful face. Before Mike pretended to struggle and shake his brother.

"P' Golf, wake up. Mike is uncomfortable."

Golf opened his eyes sleepily before quickly pulling away from his brother when he saw his condition.

“P'Golf can come and lie down and squeeze the microphone. Are you thinking about Mike or something?” His younger brother pretended to widen his eyes. Pull the blanket up and cover your chest.

“You idiot,” Golf cursed out, but his face turned red. “What are you thinking about?”

“I didn't think anything of it, why are you blushing?” The beautiful face teasingly approached her brother. His eyes sparkled with delight.

“Last night it was cold. Who wants to sleep with you?” Golf shouted loudly, making an excuse.

"And who asked to sleep with me last night? I don't know," the younger brother smiled teasingly.

Golf immediately got up from the bed. He didn't want Mike to see how red he was right now. He heard Mike shout behind him before closing the door.

“Another half hour. Let's meet at the lobby, Golf."

“Hey girl, did you hear anything strange last night?” came the sound of a makeup artist talking to another female staff member while doing Golf's makeup.

“What is it that is strange?”

“Well, I heard a sound like the sound of people running in the hallway. But when I opened it, I saw no one.”

Golf's ears perked up as soon as he heard the conversation.

“Maybe your ears are wet.”

“No, I actually heard it. The lady who slept in the same room as me also heard it. There was also the sound of people screaming. I got goosebumps all over.”

“Are you thinking too much?” Another friend didn't seem too convinced.

“But this morning I went to talk to an interpreter. He said that there used to be a woman who jumped off a building and committed suicide at this hotel. What should I do? I'm sure I'll find her.”

“Let's go back and make merit for him.”

“I thought the same thing too.” The young technician turned her attention back to the work in front of her. “Ugh, Golf, why is your face so pale? Are you sick?”

"Oh...it's okay." Golf gave a dry smile. Then swallowed loudly!

Knock knock

Long legs carried the tall figure towards the door. Mike looked down into the peephole to see who was knocking on his room this late at night. A smile curled up on his full lips before he opened the door.

"Is there anything else, Golf?"

Golf looked up at his brother. Make your eyes widen and beg.

"Tonight, let me sleep with you, Mike."