The Best of Tomorrow [ 내일의 으뜸]

Chapter 52

...... Eunchan-ah?"

"Stop looking for him now."

The familiar name that spilled out of Kwon Eun-chan's mouth makes Sun-jae's mouth open silently. I became dizzy, dizzy, distant, and confused. The rain streaks that had been slashing through the air spread like thorns sprouting from the trunk. The light keeps falling apart, and the fragmented light permeates the landscape.

"We flow in many worlds with the same face, and the only face you know......."

"......."

"Someday I'll be in a world you'll reach."

Fragmented light was sucked into the walls, and darkness poured in. Lying face down on the bed, Sunjae slowly lifted his eyelids. With each blink, the interior of the quiet hospital room becomes clearer and clearer. I straightened my back and stood up and looked at the bed across from me. Kwon Eun-chan lay motionless.

"...... It's a dream."

He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and ran a hand over his head. It was too clear a voice to be a dream. To the world that you will reach someday. The last words flowed unsteadily, as if they had not hit the point. The mind was strange. He shook unsteadily, his mind as much confused as his shaky mind.

His gaze on his legs landed on the book that had fallen to the floor. Sonjae's hand stretched out toward the floor and picked up the book. When I unfold the cover, I see a short note that Lim Sol had written.

[Page 78: Insomnia and Sleeping Pills.]

My heart was pounding, and my eyes were getting hotter and hotter. My throat choked with tears. I felt abandoned in a strange world. It was as if the light beside him had vanished, and he seemed to be floundering alone in the darkness, sinking deep into the low.

The darkness of unfathomable depth left only uncertainty. In the darkness of nothing, he despaired of the fact that he had a vague understanding that he would believe in it. I couldn't believe the distance I saw in my dreams. I couldn't believe it, but I had to believe it. That was all that was left.

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"Mommy......."

At the timidness of her voice, Imsol's mother, who was carrying the cucumber to a plate, raised her eyes. The other few days, she had no energy at all, and she asked where she was hurting, and she pressed her on her forehead, which was just pursing her lips without continuing.

"I don't have a fever."

"......."

An unconfident gaze turns to a lower place. Why are you so discouraged? Seeing strange appearances, Imsol's mother put down her chopsticks and pulled out a chair.

"What's going on?"

Until a few months ago, she cried and blew day and night and said she wanted to beat up the school, but lately she thought she was okay with going to school without saying a word, as if she had awakened. He seemed to have a lot of energy, and even though his grades had dropped, I thought he was happy, but I was worried that he was suddenly regaining his old depressed and anxious mood.

"What's going on? Tell your mom."

"That's ......."

"Yes."

"I...... I think that's what happened."

"Something like that? That's what it is."

"He, another soul......."