“You are the person I cannot touch. Can't hold you in my arms

Even when you close your eyes, it's like a mysterious thing that you can't dream of.

I don't know how to put pen to paper and write her story to the end.

The more you desire This sad story is even more painful.”

Moonlight – EXO(Chinese Version)

Cr. L Rabbie

Talk

           SF

Yong Seo who was born of a sudden emotion after listening to the song

Moonlight

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exo

yes

It's a song that gives you a fantasy feeling when you listen to it. And sad when I know the meaning

I don't know how well it was conveyed. Anyway, please leave some feedback.

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(c) Chess them

[SF Yonghwa - Seohyun]

Angel

angel

“You are the person I cannot touch. Can't hold you in my arms

Even when you close your eyes, it's like a mysterious thing that you can't dream of.

I don't know how to put pen to paper and write her story to the end.

The more you desire This sad story is even more painful.”

Moonlight – EXO(Chinese Version)

Cr. L Rabbie

The images of that night still linger. The loud chaos that surrounds us still lingers in our every breath, even though three years have passed. He still clearly remembered his own voice shouting furiously.

“The patient has given birth. You have a daughter...”

“What about my wife, doctor? How is my wife?!”

"Doctor, I would like to express my condolences....the patient lost a lot of blood and had pre-eclampsia causing..."

“What the fuck are you talking about? Aren't you a doctor? As a doctor, you have to treat patients!!”

“The doctor did his best.”

“Huh....not true....no...”

Even the crying never fades from my memory...

Yonghwa sat up on the bed. Cold sweat beaded all over his face despite the cool air in the room due to the cold wind blowing in through the open window. Sharp eyes turned to look at the clock on the bedside table before he let out a heavy sigh as the long and short hands on the dial showed that time had not yet passed into a new day as expected.

........Even sleeping pills still can't help it? His condition was getting worse and worse.

Yonghwa has insomnia. It went on like this for almost three full years until the doctor had to prescribe sleeping pills because the body was deteriorating from overwork and not getting enough rest. Doctors said his condition was caused by the emotional pain of losing his wife. And it will gradually get better if you receive encouragement from those around you and receive continuous treatment.

But Yonghwa knew it was useless. Everything from that night is still stuck in my memory. Buried deep in my heart like a stain on a white cloth that will never be washed out. It will slowly eat away and torture him until the day he dies....

“Dad.”

A sobbing sound rang out as the door to the room was pushed open by a small hand. Yonghwa turned to look at the source of the voice and a smile spread across his thick lips when the small figure of a three-year-old girl walked up to him with a windshield doll that was almost the same size as the girl.

“Still not sleeping yet, Taeyeon? We have to go see Mom early tomorrow.”

“I had a bad dream again.”

Taeyeon said while trying to use her short legs to climb onto his bed.

“Father tell me a story.”

His daughter's pleading voice made Yonghwa smile widely. before pulling the small body into a hug He pressed his high, fragrant nose onto his chubby cheeks, giving a big puff.

"So, let's talk about Sleeping Beauty, shall we?"

“Before I went to bed, Father told me this.”

Taeyeon said as her father made her lie down on the bed. Before the little arms changed from hugging Mr. Rabbit's doll to hugging the thick body of the big daddy instead.

“Snow White?”

“Father has told this story before.”

“House of Desserts”

“Father has told me.”

“So, what does Dad's Taeyeon want to hear about?”

“Can you tell me about your mother?”

“Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”

“I don't want it.”

“Why?”

“Because tomorrow we have to go see Mom early in the morning. Daddy's Taeyeon needs to sleep.”

Luckily, Taeyeon isn't a naughty child. Hua Tui nodded in acknowledgment before falling asleep in his father's warm embrace. Luckily, he was able to endure it until the baby fell asleep. Because it wouldn't be very good if the little girl saw her own father crying....

A bouquet of white roses was placed in front of a dull gray stone sign. The characters engraved with the name of the figure sleeping peacefully here caused Yonghwa's eyes to heat up. and causing drops of warm water to flow from the pair of sharp eyes. He's about to cry. And he really would have cried out if the little three-year-old girl's hand hadn't reached out and grabbed her arm.

“Is your mother here?”

Taeyeon asked, her clear eyes staring curiously at the stone sign in front of her. Before his little finger dipped into the Korean letters that were engraved with the name of the mother he had never met.

“What did you write, Dad?”

"What's my mother's name, smart one?"

Yonghwa squatted down to the girl's height and placed his hand lovingly on her head.

“What is your name, mother?”

Yonghwa's breathing was erratic for a moment because of the child's answer. Taeyeon is just three years old and it's not uncommon for children that age to not be able to read. But that was not the reason why the little boy didn't even know his mother's name. Yonghwa never mentioned his wife's name to his children. Not once since you left three years ago.

Because he was so afraid that his past memories would make him weak. It will turn the strong father of his daughter into a loser. He didn't want it to be like that. I don't want the last precious thing my wife gave me to be disappointed.

“Taeyeon is waiting here for dad. Don't go anywhere, you know? Dad, I'm going to go get some equipment to clean up around here first.”

The girl nodded her head, showing that she understood, without the slightest doubt as to why her father suddenly changed the subject. Round eyes looked along his wide back until Yonghwa disappeared from the field of view. The meaning of the three letters on the stone still stuck in the girl's mind. Taeyeon will study hard. You will be able to read the book quickly.

You'll find out what your mother's name is.

“Does Mr. Rabbit know? People say that Taeyeon's mother is a kind angel.”

A clear voice spoke to Mr. Rabbit, who was fat and round with kapok inside. Before the thin lips that everyone said were modeled after their mother's, they wrinkled until they formed a curve when thinking of their father's tear-soaked face last night. Taeyeon is already asleep. before being woken up by Yonghwa's sobbing. A three-year-old girl doesn't have the brains to wonder why her father is crying.

Taeyeon just doesn't like that her father cries, doesn't like her father's tears. Because Dad's smile is more adorable than anything.

“If mother is a kind angel Can Taeyeon make a wish to her mother?”

“Can you please father not cry again?”

Taeyeon fell asleep after listening to three of his stories. Yonghwa returned to his room. Manage work that is still outstanding from the company. before lowering himself onto the soft bed once he was sure that everything was in order. A warm breath came out as he looked at the clock on the nightstand and saw that it was almost midnight.

But he still didn't feel sleepy at all. Yonghwa reached into the bedside drawer. Searching for a helper to help him sleep all night until the morning. Before the packet of sleeping pills that the doctor prescribed from the hospital was taken out, The small pill was passed into the mouth with a large gulp of water. A tall figure fell onto the bed. Close your eyes.

Let the effects of the sleeping pills slowly work and take you to sleep. Is there anything he has to deal with at the company tomorrow? In three days I have to go to a parent meeting at Taeyeon's school. Where has the Father's Day card my child gave me last year been kept?...

..........And then it started again.

"vigorous"

“The patient has given birth. You have a daughter...”

"no..."

"Doctor, I would like to express my condolences....the patient lost a lot of blood and had pre-eclampsia causing..."

“Don't.....don't go.”

“The doctor did his best.”

"gulp...."

“It's okay.”

Everything slowly calmed down as a sweet sound like a glass bell rang in his ear. The nightmare that had haunted him for three years gradually turned black as a cold sensation touched his cheek. Yonghwa's eyelids were heavy because of the sleeping pills. But even so, it instinctively opened slowly to find the thin figure of someone kneeling in front of it.

Yonghwa's heart was pounding so hard that he could almost hear it coming from the left side of his chest when he met his pair of dark, round eyes. White skin as smooth as porcelain Lips as red as a rose and long black hair flowing like the night. In the blurry, almost white thoughts in Yonghwa's head, only one word sparkled, which became more and more clear when he found that the person in front of him's slender hand rested on the skin of his cheek. their roughness

.........angel

“Don't...don't go.”

A hoarse voice tried to speak as a hand automatically reached out to grab a thin body. When the woman realized she had woken him up from her sleep, she tried to leave. Yonghwa collapsed on the ground in shame. His legs felt as if he had no strength as he stepped off the bed. The thin person looked startled. She acted like she wanted to come in and check on him, but in the end she chose to climb out the window.

Yonghwa couldn't take his eyes off the thin swan's body. Slender feet peeking out from the hem of her long white skirt stood precariously on the edge of the balcony, as if not afraid of the dangers of heights. His ruddy lips held a sweet smile that he thought he would never be able to forget for the rest of his life. Before that, the silvery moonlight that was all over the swan's body began to form pure white wings on its back.

........Yonghwa's eyes became heavy and closed again as those wings carried the angel away from him.

“I told you before that you should go meditate with my mother at the temple. In case your mind can calm down a bit.”

Kang Minhyuk, his close friend and important company partner, said as he placed the fragrant coffee in front of him.

“Do you still have that dream?”

“Not really.”

Yonghwa answered, lifting his coffee and taking a sip. The bitter taste of caffeine spread throughout his mouth, making him feel somewhat better after waking up on the floor in exactly the same state as when he saw the 'angel' fly away in his dream last night. He was able to explain that he was sleepwalking on the floor. And he probably wouldn't have felt as depressed if he hadn't woken up to find a white feather falling next to him.

“Damn Yonghwa!”

Minhyuk's shout was what shook him out of his trance. and erased the image of an angel's face from my head

“If you're feeling this disoriented, I think you should go see a doctor. Your symptoms are getting more frightening every day, Yonghwa.”

"I'm okay..."

“Do you believe that angels are real?”

“Huh?”

“I think I met an angel.”

“I think so…”

Minhyuk said with an expression that became more and more serious.

“I think you should go see a doctor.”

Today, he almost had Minhyuk thrown into the hospital after saying he met a living angel last night. It would be cuter if the person speaking was Taeyeon and not her big, almost thirty-year-old father. But even if that was the case, Yonghwa still didn't think he was dreaming. There is probably no dream that is so clear and concrete.

Until now, he still remembers the cool touch of that hand on his cheek....

The tall figure lay down on the bed after putting his daughter to bed and finishing up everything. Eyelids closed, not because of the sleeping pills. Of course, in the past three years, he had never slept without using it, including this time. And that's what Yonghwa wanted....

Time slowly passes by without meaning. Yonghwa almost thought he should see a doctor on Minhyuk's advice as he lay like that on the bed without sleeping for a full four hours. Yonghwa almost thought he was crazy. I almost thought that what I had experienced the night before was a hallucination created by my imagination.

Thump!

Until the faint sound of footsteps dropping on the ground pierced the air into his ears. He closed his eyes like that. Resisting the curiosity that filled his chest, he felt that the space next to his bed was shrinking.

“Sneaking into other people's rooms like this is not good.”

His voice along with his strong hand reaching out and grabbing her slender arm made the girl flinch from shock. I don't know why, but that shocked expression was so cute in Yonghwa's opinion.

"you..."

The rest of the sentence was lost in the air as the angel wasn't as sweet and neat as he thought. His hand took advantage of the moment he accidentally pushed his strong chest hard until his tall body stumbled onto the bed before he shook off his other hand until he was free from Yonghwa's restraints. The little figure swooped to the window. But it was still slower than Yonghwa, who hurriedly pushed himself to his feet and headed towards the only window in the room that had been deliberately left open.

The angel's pretty face looked disappointed. His eyes were red and round and he looked like he was about to cry as he closed the window and finished locking the lock.

“Where else can I escape now?”

Yonghwa said as he walked towards the little man. He could hardly hold back his laughter as he took one step towards her and the beautiful woman took another step back.

“Ah!”

An exclamation of shock when someone lost control and fell on the bed was the first sound that thin lips uttered. And before she could stand up, Yonghwa walked over and straddled him. The woman's cheeks turned bright red as she realized she was in an embarrassing position.

and invites you to think about where you are going next. And yes.....Yonghwa's consciousness was really wandering. A hand reached out and gently touched the smooth skin of his cheek. The lump in his left chest twitched so hard that pain shot through his entire chest as eyes as black as the night looked up at him.

"do not"

His sweet voice was soft and almost whispered. Yonghwa let it be just the wind blowing past his ears because the next moment, the rose-colored lips that had spoken the sentence just moments ago were captured by his same organ. Her lips were as cold as the rest of her body that was slowly invading him. But it still wasn't cool enough to quench the heat of the kiss that was starting to climb higher and higher.

......Missing, yearning and wanting to complete each other again.

"miss"

A hoarse voice that almost turned into a sob, softly whispered into the beautiful ear when their lips parted. Yonghwa pressed a soft kiss to her neck, carefully inhaling her sweet scent while his hands moved up and pulled the white dress off her body.

"miss very much...."

"vigorous..."

The sobbing sound of the person beneath him made him feel pain all over his chest. The silvery light of the moon shone through the window, making clear water droplets drenched on her beautiful face visible. No different with him...

“I miss you...”

“Seohyun”

Someone once said that because Adam and Eve secretly ate God's apple, humans became sinful creatures from birth. And one sin is that human life is like a straight road leading to the end. There is no way to go back and fix past mistakes.

......Even if you cry and moan until you almost faint

jingle...

The sound of the phone ringing repeatedly while entering an important meeting with a company partner made Yonghwa both upset and embarrassed. He reluctantly left the meeting to answer the phone.

(Our Yonghwa....)

“Seohyun, we told you there was a meeting today. If there's anything, call your mother first."

"That's all for now. When the meeting is finished, we will call you back."

Yonghwa ended the call, not knowing that Seohyun was about to give birth. She didn't know she had pre-eclampsia and was in need of emotional support. I didn't know that Seohyun wouldn't have a chance to answer the phone when he called back. I didn't know that that would be the last time I would hear the voice of the woman I loved with all my heart….

The soft sunlight streaming through the window made the eyelids feel heavy for a short while before they opened again with difficulty. Yonghwa was naked. The clothes he once wore were scattered on the floor. Many feathers fell around him as if to remind him of the person who was now not lying next to him as he should have....

Yonghwa's heart was heavy. Like the way his eyes began to blur because of the warm liquid that flowed out when he discovered that the window he had closed last night with his hands had been left open.

"Huh.......Can't we forgive each other?"

“Can you not forgive me?”

“Seohyun”

.........No matter how much I beg,

..........Never had a second chance.

60 Years ago

Taeyeon's father always said that God in heaven is kind to everyone except him. Because God took my mother away from my father. and made my father drown in thoughts every day for ten years. Taeyeon has never seen her mother's face except in old photos. I had never really experienced what the woman my father loved with all my heart was like.

Why did he make his father cherish and love only his mother until the day he took his last breath? Even the last name my father called me was.........Seohyun.

A bouquet of white roses was placed by a sixty-three year old woman in front of the grave of her mother who died on the day of her birth. Next to it is the grave of my father who passed away a year ago. Dad doesn't like white roses. In fact, there wasn't even one type of flower that Jung Yong Hwa liked. But it was not my mother's favorite flower.

Taeyeon remembers that in the past, every time she came home from school, she would find vases of white roses scattered in various corners throughout the house. Because it's what makes dad miss mom. And that was one of the reasons why he chose to bury his mother in this cemetery outside the city surrounded by wild white rose bushes.

“Mom, let's go back. I'll be in Seoul soon in the evening."

His son's voice caused his eyes to look away from the Korean letters on the stone that he could not read and kept asking his father what they read.

“Yes, then let's go.”

Taeyeon said, but the hand that was about to reach out and grab her daughter's arm stopped in its tracks.

“Is something wrong, Mom?”

"P.....No, no. I wonder if Mom is blind."

Taeyeon said. Yes, she must have been blinded by the sight of a man and woman holding hands amidst a field of roses. Two people who had been separated from each other by fate. And from now on they will be together until eternity.

THE END

It's finished! is

SF

that got plotted while listening to the song

Moonlight

Personally, I like the Korean version better. But I feel that the meaning of the Chinese version is more touching. Especially the part that is included in the article title. It's the feeling of longing for love to the point of going crazy but in the end it will never come. Huhu. It was so painful that I had to sneak away from my mother to buy Asiatic leaf juice to eat with water chestnuts.