23. It suits you well
Dreams fuel desires.
But Jiheon couldn't move.
Yesterday, she was quite energetic, but today she seemed somewhat lethargic.
Noon, who was properly centered, escaped Jiheon.
Jiheon asked because he was slow to even respond.
"Where does it hurt?"
"it's okay."
"Are you sick?"
"I have a cold."
Noon, who was offended by his question, gave an answer and went into the office first.
joy.
Do you give me a bottle and medicine?
Yesterday, you lectured me so rudely, but today, why are you asking me how I am?
For some reason, I felt strange as if he had been waiting for me in the lobby.
It was an unavoidable situation, but it was embarrassing to be held by him.
The sound of his heart at that moment when he was close to me was also perplexing.
Thump thump thump thump thump.
My chest feels like armor, but what is all that noise about? ... .
I thought a locomotive was passing by.
"The assistant manager has arrived."
I exchanged greetings with Ki-hoon without even having time to reflect on the past.
"huh. Hello, Ki-hoon."
Kihoon stood up and handed Noon a bag and umbrella. Ki-hoon left it at the bar yesterday at noon as a request.
"You really worked hard yesterday. "If it's so hard for you, throw away your bag."
"Whew. thank you so much."
The events of last night came back to me and I sighed before saying hello.
The day's work began.
Noon's body showed no signs of recovery.
Even the cool breeze from the air conditioner was difficult. On a day like this, he felt resentful of himself for not being able to even pack a coat.
As if she didn't seem to like it, Ki-hoon put down the hangover relief drink he had at Noon's place. Ki-hoon thought that Noon was having a hard time because of a hangover.
"thank you. Mr. Ki-hoon."
Noon smiled weakly.
But I couldn't drink it. Even the lukewarm energy of the drink felt cold. Noon braced himself and continued his work.
Drurr.
In the meantime, my cell phone vibrated. Noon moved his hand with difficulty and picked up the cell phone.
– Let's meet in the office for a moment.
Director Jeong Ji-heon.
The name I saved yesterday tormented my eyes.
No, you can do it over the phone, why are you sending it via text message? Make people feel weird.
Noon quietly glared at his phone.
'Why on earth are you calling me into the office again?'
My body is already heavy.
Come to think of it, he seemed a little strange since this morning.
