CH 8.2

e was getting short of breath.

“… We didn’t come here to see Cha Yiseok, right?”

Imsoo stared through the rearview mirror.


“I know the appointment has been canceled.
Because I know all about the important inside story, you brought me here to deal with me.
That’s what you’re doing.”

Imsoo was a former thug, so he would be familiar with killing enough to write a book about it.
This was the best environment for him to show off his skills to his heart’s content.
He looked quickly at the back seat, looking for something to hit Imsoo’s head with.
Even if he knocked him out and ran away, he had nowhere to turn for help in this barren field.
Imsoo’s eyes narrowed in the rearview mirror.

“You know what? When I hear your nonsense, sometimes even I get confused.
If you don’t want that delusion to become a reality, change your habit of talking first.”

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“Don’t think about evading the subject… !”

Tap tap~ Yaba was about to snap at him when suddenly, there was a knock on the car window, Yaba turned his head sharply.
Someone from outside was bending over and looking inside.
It was Cha Yiseok.
This time, his mind went blank in a different way.
Yaba let out a sigh that made his heart shrink.
Despite being in danger of dying, he thought he was lucky enough that he had already put on a mask to cover his face.

Imsoo got out of the car, greeted Cha Yiseok, and got back into the driver’s seat.
As the window went down, Cha Yiseok leaned deeply and looked into the car.
He mouthed ‘hello’ expressionlessly.
A strong neck and collarbone twitched through the gray knit.
As Yaba stared at him from a distance, he turned his head to the driver’s seat.

“I’ll take him when I’m done, so go ahead.”

It must be troublesome, so I will wait until the end.”

“Let’s go.”

Before he could stop him, Cha Yiseok pulled Yaba out of the back seat and firmly grabbed his forearm.
He glanced over from Yaba’s head to his feet.

“Are you going to go like that?”


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Yaba was wary.
He came in a hurry, so he didn’t even have time to dress up.
His black shirt and cream pants didn’t match the Venetian mask, but for Yaba, it wasn’t just a mask.
It was a protective device that covered his own ugliness and filtered people’s eyes.

Cha Yiseok took the lead without saying a word.
Yaba double-checked the knot on his mask, remembering that he almost had his face exposed yesterday.
Yaba, who lacked exercise, gasped after a few steps but Cha Yiseok did not slow down his stride.
He saw a wide back moving away.

Why did you contact me so late? If you were going to be late, call me so I didn’t have to wait.
You don’t know my phone number, do you?

There were a lot of things he wanted to ask, but his lips uttered other words.

“I thought I was going to the hospital.”

“There’s no point being in the hospital for him.”

“If he lives in a place like this, even a non-existence disease will get worse.
No cars, no people…”

Cha Yiseok looked around and inhaled the air lightly.

“It’s not bad to wait for death in a place like this.
Where the noise is completely silenced, you feel every minute of your death.”

Yaba was curious.
Why Cha Yiseok rebelled against his father, why he fuelled the death of his brother, and why he had eyes that resemble the deep sea.
Below the distant waters was an unknown area full of vitality.
However, if you trespass the hidden secret, it will become a place of death…

His back that was at a distance was the only shield in an unfamiliar place, but it was also an impenetrable wall.
One day, would he match Yaba’s steps? Will the day come when he would walk side by side with him? With that thought in mind, Yaba increased his pace.

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