Chapter 41

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Oppa entered the house, and sat me down on the chair. I chuckled. "Really..you don't have to do this." He shook his head. "Not a

big deal. Besides, you haven't really recovered." I smiled. I looked at my surrounding. Nothing changed. I could still even feel the

feeling, the memories, as though halabeoji was here. I took a deep breath. I missed him. I turned my head, and I saw a frame on

the table. A frame with a photo of me, and halabeoji..when I got my first salary, when I first treated him deobokki. He looked so

happy, and I did too. We were so poor back then. Even with only a plate of deobokki, we felt that we were so lucky. I missed him. I

turned silent, flowing with my own thoughts. Oppa immediately noticed it. He understood it. He knew what I was thinking. Without

any warning, he pulled me into a hug. I bursted into tears. I couldn't hold it anymore. I was so fed up with everything. I hated all of

this. I was tired. "Sshh..you will be okay..you will get through this." He patted my back. 

I was now asleep. He slowly carried me bridal style towards my bedroom, my old bedroom. He grabbed a blanket, and covered me

with it. I stirred a little bit. He grabbed a pillow, and a blanket for himself. Then, he got out from the room. His eyes landed on the

photo which I looked at before. He couldn't help, but to have the same feeling as mine. He missed halabeoji. His twenty-year-old

life, he spent more with us, me and Halabeoji..rather than his family. His dad passed away when he was a little kid, and since then,

her mom turned into a workaholic. She never banned us to be friends, but when she knew that I dated oppa, she was furious. She

forced us to break up, and unfortunately, we did that. He turned back to reality. His past memories about his family was too

hurtful to think about. He lied down on the couch, and slept.

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Meanwhile, Luhan was having a hard time in his bedroom. He was ready to sleep hours ago, but till now, his eyes, and mind, didn't

seem to cooperate. His eyes kept looking at the empty space beside him. He missed me, indeed..so much. He wanted to get his car

key, and drove to my place right now, but he couldn't. He looked at the clock. 01am in the morning. He looked around. This

bedroom seemed very large, and empty without me. He hated that. 

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The next morning finally came. I could feel the sun started to shine through the window, even if it's not that bright. I woke up. I

moved the curtain aside. I unlocked the window, and I opened it wider. I enjoyed the fresh air, the breeze, the melodious singing

bird, and the view of pedestrians who had started their activity on this early morning. I closed my eyes for a while. 

After I had done preparing myself for school, I headed outside. I noticed someone in his apron standing infront of the fridge. He

turned around. Our eyes met. I was startled. "O..oppa. you stayed here?" He casually nodded his head as he smiled warmly,

showing a gentle side of him. My eyes landed on the table. A simple, yet warm breakfast was served on it. Two pieces of toast, and

a glass of milk. Not to mention the sunny side up egg, which I hated the most. I took a seat on the chair. I looked weirdly at the egg.

"Don't just look at it. You won't be full with that." He teased me, as he sat across to me. I rolled my eyes on him. "What's this?" I

pointed at the egg. "Don't pretend like you don't know. I know you hate it, but you have to. For the sake of your baby. So, just cut

crap." He told me. I puckered my lips in annoyance. No matter how much I dislike it, Suho oppa will still force me. *sighed*

"Oppa, annyeong." I waved my hand at him. He did the same, and drove off. Oppa drove me to school today. I was about to reach

the school gate, when I saw him. He was standing there, probably waiting for Minyoung. I encouraged myself. I slowly walked

there. "Wait.." he held my wrist to stop me. I turned my head. "Ne?" "We..need to talk." He stuttered. I nodded my head.

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