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LifeOnce Again CH 628

Author:Wise Dragon Category:Unreal Update time:2022-12-22 05:30:39

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I raised my head when I heard the ambulance break the silence.

Droplets of rain were bouncing off the ground, people were murmuring, and there was a streak of red that was clearly distinct from the rain.

“Unni.”

I turned around.

It was Joohyun, who had changed her clothes.

Ah, this was the hospital.

The sense of realism kept disappearing.

“Is the guardian of Mr.

Lee Junmin here”

Guardian, am I even qualified to be that The person who pushed my back and saved me was wandering between life and death in that white room, and yet could I dare to call myself his guardian

“Unni.”

Joohyun grabbed my hand.

Yes, get yourself together.

Just as I was about to walk up to the doctor with shaky steps,

“Senior Choi!”

A startlingly loud voice could be heard behind me.

A woman rushed across the corridor and stood in front of the doctor.

“What happened to him What happened to Lee Junmin”

“Kang Seoyeon, do you know the patient inside”

“Im asking what happened!”

“Calm down.

I was just about to tell the guardian.”

“Guardian”

The woman named Seoyeon looked at me.

The moment I met her gaze, my breath stopped.

What am I supposed to say to those eyes that were seeking an explanation The unpleasant sound I heard during the accident echoed inside my head.

“Youre a doctor, so you should calm down.

Also, Miss”

“Yes.”

“Im sorry for your loss.

We tried everything we could, but he didnt make it.”

The doctors words couldnt continue after that.

Another emergency patient came to the unit.

The doctor sighed in annoyance when a nurse called out to him before starting to run.

My head blanked out for a moment.

I think I just heard the news of someones passing away, but I couldnt understand who.

In the first place, why would he say something like that to me He should be telling me about the state of Junmin who was inside.

Why is he apologizing

The woman who shouted earlier collapsed.

I looked at her before standing in front of the room that saidOperation Room.

There was a no entry sign on the door, but that didnt matter.

I walked up to it with the intention of going inside.

When the door opened, there was a long corridor.

“Miss! You cant go in there!”

A nurse ran up to me and grabbed me.

“No, but hes inside.”

“We cant have you act like this here.”

“Its just for a moment, just a moment is fine.

Ill just have a look at his face.

Please”

“If you keep acting like this I have no choice but to call security.”

I stared at the distant doctors and nurses in green before turning around.

Right after that, strength escaped my legs.

My vision became dark, and all sound was cut off.

Joohyun ran up to me and said something, but I couldnt understand a thing.

From afar, a man in a suit was running towards me.

Who was it People called himProsecutor Park.

“Unni, unni!”

Sorry, Joohyun.

I decided to let go of my consciousness.

I wanted to take a breather from the reality full of despair.

My body complied with my wishes.

* * *

The yukgaejang[1] cooled down.

I didnt know who brought it here.

There were about twenty tables, but there werent many people sitting.

It was 3 a.m.

The procession was tomorrow.

“Haejoo.”

It was someone from the theater troupe.

I mechanically smiled and tried to rise from my knees, but my body didnt listen to me.

It wasnt that my legs had become numb.

My body just didnt feel like mine and didnt heed to my intentions.

The intense powerlessness made me into an incompetent human.

“Stay seated.

I know this isnt the time for this, but I thought Id let you know.

The plays are on hold for now.”

“No, oppa.

I can do it.”

“You arent in the right state.

Joongjin-hyung decided to help us.

Hes willing to loan us the monthly rent.

He was adamant on paying it himself, but we barely managed to talk him out of it and settled with a loan.

We cant keep relying on him after all.”

“Sorry, its all because of me.”

“Im not here to listen to you say that.

I just want you to not worry about anything and get some rest.

Okay You really dont look good right now.

As cruel as my words might sound… dead people are dead.

The living cannot chase after them.

So… nah, I hope you get better.

Ill be leaving now.”

I wanted to stand up and see him out, but my legs really did not listen to me.

I barely managed to lower my head before leaning against the wall.

The jeolpyeon[2] had dried into stiff blocks, the yukgaejang had turned cold, and the watermelons were crumbling apart.

What was I doing here

“Miss Jung Haejoo”

I was staring at a fly that was on top of a slice of a watermelon when I heard my name and raised my head.

There was a man with a worried face, and behind him was the clock.

It was 4 a.m.

An hour had passed already.

It felt like my sense of time had disappeared completely.

“Ah, yes.”

“Youll ruin yourself if you keep acting like that for two days in a row.

You should get some rest.”

“No, I cant rest.”

“I understand how you feel.

No, I cant truly understand how you feel, because Im not you, Miss Jung Haejoo.

However, what I can be sure of is that Junmin, that fellow, doesnt want you to get in trouble.”

The man with a heavy expression asked if he could sit next to me.

I nodded.

I felt this when I came here, but there were only three things I could do.

One was to say sorry, one was to carry food around, and the other was to nod.

“Did I tell you my name”

“Prosecutor Park Sunggoo, was it”

“So you remember.

Junmin was a friend of mine.”

Sunggoo poured some soju in a glass before drinking it without a word.

I couldnt say anything.

I was a sinner.

A horrific sinner who took away his friend.

“Junmin, that fellow, hes been all smiles recently.

I thought he was sick.

He isnt someone who would act like that.

Thats why I asked.

Were you cast somewhere He told me no.

Then I asked again.

Then why do you look so happy”

Sunggoo refilled his glass.

He didnt drink it this time.

“He told me he finally found the one.

You know There was something he always mentioned.

He said that there lies a true actor somewhere in this world.

He wasnt someone who liked idealism, but for some reason, he kept saying that.

I think that you are the actor hes been looking for this whole time, Miss Haejoo.”

“Im nothing like….”

“I dont know you that well, Miss Haejoo.

However, I do know the man known as lee Junmin.

He tried to protect you and based on the fact that he did that without hesitation, I believe that youre worth trusting, Miss Haejoo.”

Sunggoo gave me a business card.

The prosecutor mark and the word Seoul entered my eyes.

“If something happens because of this incident, call that number.

I will help you as much as I can.

Also, keep in mind that this isnt your fault.”

I stared at the business card and the filled glass.

Just then, my head felt cold.

Water flowed down and dripped off my hair onto the table.

“Kang Seoyeon!”

“Its all your fault.

Because of you, Junmin is!”

“Hey, Kang Seoyeon!”

The smell of soju was ringing in the air.

It entered my eyes, making my eyes hurt.

I lifted my head up in a daze.

I saw Seoyeon, venting her anger with a haggard face, as well as Sunggoo, who was trying to stop her.

“Seoyeon!”

“Its because of her.

Its because of HER! You saw it, didnt you You saw the CCTV footage! Junmin died trying to save this girl.

That foolish guy died! Just to save this girl!”

“Seoyeon, stop!”

“How can I stop How could I possibly stop! Junmin was my… I… Junmin….”

Seoyeon fell down and curled up.

She cried loudly as though she was trying to fill the funeral hall.

I couldnt say a word to her.

I knew that anything that escaped my mouth - even my breath - would hurt her.

Im not someone who should be here.

Im like that piece of dried out rice cake….

“Im sorry.”

I kneeled and lowered my head.

Would my guilty conscience become better if she swears at me more There was no reaction even after a few seconds.

When I raised my head, what I saw was Seoyeons face, which had given up on scorning me.

She was half-dead.

She looked even more hurt than I was.

That… that was what made me feel even worse.

“Miss Jung Haejoo.”

I left the funeral venue as I heard Sunggoo call out to me.

Only after I left did I realize that I hadnt brought an umbrella, forgot to wear shoes, and that my feet were bleeding.

But who cares What good was that That didnt kill people.

A truck was required at least to kill a person.

I saw a 6-lane road in the distance.

People that started up the morning were busily driving.

If I throw my body there, will the busily working people clean me up The moment I was about to let death take my body, the thought that it would inconvenience them woke me up.

I wasnt afraid of death; I was afraid of inconveniencing others with my death.

The bitch that drove a man to death is now haunting people by committing suicide - I honestly didnt want to hear something like that.

Is this why people went to one of the bridges over the Han river There was no need for cleanup, and did not pain anyone either.

Its such a neat cleaner of death.

I kept walking.

I kept walking and walking without knowing where the bridge was.

I could hear people murmuring around me.

Look at that, its blood.

I kept walking down the road and eventually came across a bridge.

I didnt know what bridge it was, but I felt like I could jump off it.

For this moment, I found it fortunate that I lived in Seoul.

There was a quick and easy method to commit suicide so nearby.

I walked up to the bridge.

I could see the river below.

The river, which I never looked at closely before, was murky.

Would this memory sink with my body so that it would never come up again

“How charming is that.”

Not having any family members was convenient at a time like this.

Perhaps it was a happy thing that there werent many people to grieve for me.

I grabbed the banisters and lifted my legs.

“How about you live another life”

Someone spoke from a distance away.

I looked at that person for a while before putting strength into my arms.

I didnt want to think about it.

I didnt want to hear anything.

What I want to do now is to throw my body into that body of water.

“Will dying change anything”

Those words stopped me.

What did that mean Was this person a civil worker The kind that is affected by people committing suicide Is that why there was a patrol here

“Im sorry.”

“I didnt intend for you to apologize.

Its just, I want to give you an opportunity.”

“An opportunity”

“Yes, an opportunity.

Well, to introduce myself briefly, Im an entertainer of sorts.”

“Entertainer”

“Yes.

I provide gods with entertainment or something like that.”

What did that even mean For some reason, though, my mind kept being attracted to that person.

That persons appearance was rather peculiar.

I couldnt discern whether it was a man or a woman.

The person looked like a man, and yet a woman.

“I will bring Mr.

Lee Junmin back to life.”

“What”

“Its just as you heard.

I will bring Mr.

Lee Junmin back to life.

Not only that, I will hand him some things that might help him in his life.

Furthermore, you will also return.

Return to the time before that terrible traffic accident happened.”

Did this person even understand what was being said Was this person some kind of lunatic Or was this person just like me, someone that came to commit suicide If this person was trying to play a prank just before committing suicide, well, the target was wrong.

“Im not a lunatic, and this is not a prank either.

Im just offering you an opportunity.

What do you think”

“Bring that person back to life”

“Yes.”

“Ha, haha.

Go ahead, try all you want.

If you can, Id be willing to give you my soul or anything.”

“Youre rather straight to the point.

But since this is for entertainment, there are a few things I must warn you about.”

That person came up to me and continued speaking,

“First up, you will lose your memories.”

[1] Spicy beef soup.

Often served in Korean funerals. Wikipedia for more info

[2] Ricecakes.

Also often served in funerals. Wikipedia for more info

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