A child with her nose in the train window is quiet whether the scenery of running backwards is strange. The dense leaves outside the train window take off their green clothes and slowly change into red clothes. The vast fields in the pouring sunshine dripping the dew and enjoy the end of summer. The autumn wind is slowly approaching, pushing the hot summer away. It's a clear and pleasant day.
A last night's dream came to, as looking at the sparkle of the child's wobbly sneakers. 'Indians come running from afar on horseback. Suddenly, an Indian began to pull out a gun and shoot, as in a Western movie. The woman quickly slipped into the barn and looked out through the crack in the door. People make a fuss and look happy. It wasn't the sound of gun. it was the sound of fireworks. Sneaking out of the barn, she walks diligently down the mountain path. A big Indian stands in the way, fiddling with a gun on his side. She is fidgeting about which way to run away." awoke from her dream. It's dawn. Holding a cup of coffee, she paced around the window thinking of a recessed dream.
The woman didn't want to snoop around where she used to live. No, completely forgot. But her daughter has been nagging her several times that she wants to go to Manhattan. She can't refuse a child's request for a long time, so they are on their way to Manhattan for shopping. Is there anything else that gives the energy to fold the past and power the future as much as giving birth and raising children? From the moment the child kicked her belly, she was born as a completely different new woman under the name of mother. The child makes her crosses the river of the past, which she does not want to look back on, and leads her to the present reality and dreams of the future.
The kid's cheeks that came out are red excitedly. She wears gray pants and a pink and yellow flower pattern dress and a green sweater on it. The child, who shakes her thin legs wearing shiny pink sneakers, is bright like the sun and jumbles like a clear stream. It's a gift from heaven. The woman looks at the child she gave birth to at the age of 39-year-old and mutters to herself like a habit, saying "if there is no child," as if honey water would fall from her eyes.
The child was pushed out of the train station by a large crowd, opened her mouth and looked up at the tall building. They walked on 32nd street to the east direction. Danced like a wave and escaped the waves of people and entered a slightly leisurely path. The tall man was walking from the front suddenly stopped. He glanced at the woman over his glasses as if to check. The woman couldn't help looking up at the man who was blocking her. The woman was startled when she met the sharp eyes in glasses. But she tried hard to hide her expression and pull the child's hand vigorously. The child looked up at her mother as if she had come to her senses while watching tall buildings and crowds. The man was hesitating and looked alternately at the woman and the child. All three look embarrassed. The woman held the child's hand tightly and tried to deflect the man. "Long time no see?" The woman looked up at the man again unconsciously, surprised as if she had been struck in the back of her head by the voice of the man who had not changed. But she didn't say anything. She pulled the child's hand again and hastened her way. "Mom, my hands hurt. Who's that guy?" 'He is no one. Let's go hurry."
After shopping, they had dinner and got on the train. The child fell asleep on the knees of a woman, apparently tired of the long outing. The cheeks of a 9-year-old child showed a thin blue thread as if looking through a frozen river. The golden sunset was buried in the darkness as if falling asleep like a child. The calm image of a pensive woman, stroking the child's head lying on her lap, was reflected in the window. 'If there is no child.' mutter again. She hugs the child as if someone is taking away the child she has barely managed to get.
A young couple, affectionately seated in the front seat diagonally, shone against the dark window. The lady takes out a red purse and opened and closed it. The young man takes a close look at the black belt, unwinding and winding it. The woman buries her head on the man's shoulder. The man straightens up. The two have become one. The sound of the train slips as if it were calming two people.
The voice of a man who said, "Long time no see?" does not leave her mind. His voice is still the same whether the voice is not getting old. However, his appearance that used to be shined in the past was not easy to find a neat corner with a shabby figure wearing out of date clothes. Over the course of 10 years, white paper has been crumpled as if it had faded yellow.
Ten years ago, the day before the 39-year-old woman's birthday was also as clear and sunny as today.
A man and a woman went to a Korean market in another region to shop. Unlike a day when he was reading a newspaper in a car and waiting for the woman to come out quickly, the man pulled a shopping cart and took the lead. The woman felt a little bit uneasy about the man's behavior, but she was pleased that such a day comes while living. She followed the tall, broad shoulders man with a proud look on his feet. The woman remembered and hummed the song her father used to sing when he was in a good mood. 'Even though I walk today, the step are aimless. Tears welled up in every step that had passed.'
The man went straight to the vegetable department. Grabbed the white part of the green onions tied with a rubber band, chose a thick hem. Pressed on the belly of cabbage, beat the watermelon, and choose something fresh and tasty. He stayed in the fish department for a long time. His appearance of choosing fish was serious. He also looked at the fish's eye color, but he pressed it with his hands, picked fresh one out, and seem to be satisfied. And rinsed his hands in a bucket of loach, as his mom always does.
The man's mother always buys a flounder when she goes to the market. Dry it and fry. Chopped and added with millet rice to make sikhae. The family is quiet, thinking about which part of the flounder to eat. Then they are busy eating the fish with chopsticks, without saying. It's as if a lion creeping on its prey to catch and it's like eating hard their prey. The woman holds the chopsticks and looks at the empty plate with only the fish's bones that have lost head and eyes. It’s like Heine who was disappointed while waiting for the lion to eat and remain. There's nothing else the animal kingdom.
Like this, the man who enjoys eating fish looked at the woman with sharp eyes, as if he is dissatisfied with the woman's behavior of snooping around at the butcher's shelf. The woman looked elsewhere and avoided eye contact. "Why pick up the meat that's not on sale?" She turned around and it was a cry from a middle-aged woman husband who was holding a pack of ribs. The women who were shopping around were surprised and giggled. Looking at his wife who quietly put down the rib pack she had hold of, the woman was bitter for the fellow consciousness sailing on the same ship for some reason.
When the man cared elsewhere, the woman quickly slipped a pack of ramen and a bottle of soju into the cart. The day a man works late at the lab, and without worrying about cooking, she wanted to boil ramen and while watching TV and eat it freely. When the spicy and cool ramen soup goes down the esophagus, the stress accumulated so far is also swept away. With radish kimchi and a glass of soju, it's icing on the cake. The tense body droops and collapses. Lift up the soju bottle and gulp it down without any time to pour it into a glass. Tears gathered in the eyes of a woman who saw the leftover red radish kimchi and ramen soup.
The woman who paid for the items she had shopped and picked up the receipt hesitated in front of cashier, feeling as if it had been miscalculated. The man put his hand in his pocket and fiddled with the present he had bought a few days ago, and fell into this and that thought.
She is a woman who seems to be tender but strong side. Unlike his blunt mother, she is a sweet Seoul woman. In particular, unlike ex- wife, she doesn't buy anything except eating because she doesn't have a desire for things or maybe she has already had it all. First of all, life is simpler than living with a ex-wife, so it costs less. In particular, the allowance sent from a woman's parents is a sweet cotton candy taste.
The man felt relieve because she doesn't get nagging from ex-wife who always tired while running two jobs. Enjoyed of minimal life and first, the conversation worked. There is a cute side to it in a way. If he doesn't cause trouble first, she doesn't nag, not chasing and nagging him from room to room like ex-wife. There is a simple aspect of being silent and forgetting everything with a drink. After fighting, bring back a bottle of wine and say a few words while bumping into a glass to return to its original state and remain calm as if nothing had happened. Well, that also makes a man nervous. Maybe one day, another side of the woman buried deep under the water will be revealed. But for now, he felt comfortable because he didn't have to leave home. But why does the woman who was in a good mood a little while ago get so sharp?
The woman who found the wrong calculation wanted to correct. She tried to explain by showing out the receipt to cashier. But the cashier ignored her and looked at the person standing in the back row. The woman, who was about to pass by roughly, also pushed the receipt close to the cashier's face with a look of no intention of backing down. The cashier, bent over by the woman's drastic demand, looked the receipts with an expression of annoyance.
Since childhood, the woman has been sensitive, perhaps because of her weak body. Things around her become more sensitive if things don't work out exactly. However, she does not focus on her own absurdity. She need to check and resolve what her think is right or acquiesce to feel at ease. Her father adored her who looked like him. He always stood by her daughter's side and did whatever she wanted. The mother was always worried about her picky daughter's personality and said that she should take medicine to kill her nerves.
There was no man she had dated for a long time due to her picky personality. Of course, those men may have resigned to her personality. After all of her friends were married, the woman chose to study abroad. And got married late.
The parents were surprised to hear that she is going to marry a man who suddenly appeared without discussing it. They were even more surprised that the man was once married and divorced. And said, “you would rather live alone if you wanted to marry such a man." The parents, anxiously waiting for their daughter to return to Korea with a degree, collapsed when they were informed that she had already married at City Hall by the time they thought it would be worth considering, If the picky daughter is the man she chooses,
“Let's just go out.” "Wait a minute, if there's something wrong, I have to fix it. Why just go out?" “The line behind is long.” “Why do you always think of the other person and ignore me? Just a minute.” The woman was angry. Rather than cashier's wrong calculation, anger began to rise from the bottom of her heart about the man's considering others and not understanding her position. Father always stand by her side, console her and solve her problems, but she was unbearable that he stand on the other and try to deal with the problem. Even more, she held onto the cashier persistently.
The man looked back at the people and urged her to leave with a frown. However, the woman not to listen to his urging and continued her scuffle with cashier. The man pulled her arm but in vain. He started to get irritated by her attitude that wasted time with little things and inconvenienced the people around.
In contrast to the woman who grew up under overprotection like a weak flower in a pot on the roof of a concrete building, the man grew up like a weed in a neighborhood where the sound of frogs and smells like dirt. He had steamed rice made by a furnace, and ate yellow rice grasshoppers and radish in the field. His mother, who lives with her parents-in-law, vented her anger with annoyance at her mother-in-law's abuse. As he grew up, he habitually vented his irritation that he hated so much like his mother. Eventually, his ex- wife left because of his annoyance.
The bigger reason for his wife's left home was that whenever wife nagged at an irritating man, the man remained silent. He was more irritated by his wife, who was chasing him the room-to-room and nagging him to solve the problem, so he often left home. By the time it calmed down like a periscope on the submarine curious about the news on the water, he returned to his daily life as if nothing had happened without saying sorry. Then one day, even his unbearable wife left home and never returned.
The woman could not tell that her misfortunes were beginning with the disappearance of the man’s ex-wife.
One day when he couldn't take his mind, he got a call from his senior. "Forget the ex-wife and meet a new woman. Come to my house this weekend." As he entered the door of the senior's house, there was a woman who is small and pitiful shape is sitting in a corner. He was disappointed. But when the woman saw a tall, sturdy and sharp-eyed man, she liked it.
After a while, the woman got a call from the person who introduced him. She went to meet him just in case. The man appeared almost an hour later. Appearing late and he chatted wildly, "I'm already married. I'm out of contact right now, but my wife is tall and has a nice figure." When he looked at the woman's short legs, the woman drew her legs in and she took up a cup of coffee and sipped it. "She had a poor family background, so as soon as she graduated from high school, she worked for a newspaper company and met me and married after many twists and turns. And supported me studying for my Ph.D. She worked as a waitress when we were short on living expenses." The woman swept her hair up and put on a queer look. "I must have made a lot of money if I made money in this talk time with you. Time is money." the man said anything at the request of the senior, saying that he had been forced to come out. The woman wanted to get up, but she couldn't get up as if she had fallen into a cliff. Lost her words and turned a bitter look out of the window.
This woman, introduced by the senior man, was rich in family and well educated, but she wasn't the type to work for to support him at all. Rather, he felt anxious that she might rely on him. Especially didn't like her appearance.
His wife, who left home, didn't come back, and only divorce papers came. Upon hearing the news of the divorce, the senior persuaded him to meet the woman again. "Her family is rich enough to come to abroad study from Korea. "Who knows? Would her parent buy you a house if you get married?”
The woman is usually very agreeable. However after living together, the man knew she has a temper. She is like a very calm lake, but if she recognizes something like being stabbed turns like a wave of jumping of the beach. Then, when the problem is solved, it again maintains the same as the surface of the lake. It is not easy to predict when the waves will come again. The man used to talk to himself, "I am trying not to fail this marriage with patience."
A man who couldn't stand the attitude of a woman who didn't backing away from the register as if she was enjoying a scuffle with the cashier, left. The woman corrected the wrong calculation and came out with a small sum of money. She opened the door of the car with a hesitate glance. Before putting her both feet in the car, the man drove the car in a hurry. The woman is scared of speeding up as all the cars seem to be rushing to her after a traffic accident. The man ran faster than usual as if he knew it. "What's wrong? Slowly. Are you angry?" “You made that many people wait to get a few dollars back” "Why didn't you count my stance while considering other people's eyes?" Suddenly the man pulled a car on the side of the road. "Get off. I said get off. Are you not getting off?" She couldn't help but get off because she felt like he was going to crash the car anywhere.
The woman was dazed at the back of the car, which was running like an arrow. Her legs were shaking as if she was about to collapse. Suddenly, she felt like she was left alone in space unexpectedly and fell into the desert. Tears streamed ceaselessly. She was thrown into a strange street and became alone. She waited for a while with the hope that the car would come back. However, the car left did not return.
Where should she go? The woman wrapped her bursting hair and didn't know what to do. She dragged heavy leg and walked toward the side where the car disappeared. The red sunset became dark with a dark blue color. She walking in the dark trembled with cold.
The 'MOTEL' neon sign, sadly written in red letters far away in the dark, shone sadly. She led her tired body into the motel. She lay down without washing up. She couldn't sleep. Tossing and turning all night, she recalled her first meeting with the man of course this kind of situation expected to come and his parents' opposition to marriage. And she remembered that she pressing to prevent this kind of situation from rising above the surface in her marriage life.
From the beginning, She tried to adjust herself to the clothes she shouldn't wear. She didn't try to take off and fix it. She pretended to be comfortable because she was afraid that she would lose it when she took off the clothes. There was also hope that one day it would fit well. Also, She was afraid to hold a degree and face her parents who loved her and supported her. Rather, she thought it would be her filial piety to pretend to live well from a distance. And if she miss this man, she doesn't think she'll have a chance to get married anymore, so she chose a plausible man at first sight. The man also switched to a horse that seemed to run better to solve his hardships of life until he got Ph.D.
As the woman raised her head in bed, the day was bright through the curtains. She was afraid to face a bright morning after a dark night. The sun seemed to blame her, which was so different from yesterday's image.
People's voices were heard outside the room. It's 12 o'clock, the time to go out of the motel. She was at a loss what to do. Where should go now? Far away? There's nowhere to go. And what if the parents knew about this? "I woke up with a startling surprise when I saw you suddenly standing at the door of the house with a bundle in your arms," father said on the phone last time. "How are you doing? Come on home if you want to rest." I can't break up with the man in my father lifetime.
The woman picked up and fiddles with the phone countless times put it down. She didn't make a call to the man and instead made a call to her sister. The older sister, who usually disapproved of her younger sister's husband, gave her the key to the country house and told her to stay there for a while and think about what to do.
On a dreary evening, the fact that she was abandoned in a strange place made her cry frequently. Why did she have so much sleep? Living with someone must be very tiring.
There's no news from the man. It's a foregone conclusion. He wills never looking for her. Without some courage or love, men are accustomed to the habits they have, so it is impossible to carry out things beyond their habits. He also already received his doctorate last semester. And there's a woman with a Ph.D. in the lab that fell in love with him. His strange behavior, irritated by the search for clothes he usually didn't wear, continued. He said that he had to go somewhere urgently, often looked in the mirror. There used to be some kind of stuffy anxiety coming in, looking at him.
The woman condoned the relationship between the man and his mistress. Fortunately or unfortunately, it was rare than ever before to meet the man who had more time to stay in the lab. As he always did when he came home early, he drank wine at the dinner table. “You came early today, aren't you? What's up? What's going on in the lab?” As always, the woman chattered, waiting for an unanswered echo, and the man got up at the table without a word. When she heard the sound of a man's eating bowl hitting the sink, the woman choked as if the air had been reduced. She didn't get up at the table, but poured another wine into the glass. The color of the wine looked exceptionally red like blood. She stared blankly at the young couple preparing dinner together in the kitchen in the window of the apartment across the street for a while. And then she washed the dishes and lay down in her bed with slow motion.
Several times she tried to mention the man's mistress. However, a man without a word will not answer. The answer is obvious. His silence is only getting heavier and longer. And he will leave home. And then he waits for him for a while and there was no need to touch the obvious future that one day she would disappear like his ex-wife.
It was very hot last summer. Guess it's true that people came from the water. She likes the empty sea very much. As if salting the vegetables is settled down, when body is soaked in salty water, can relieve tension. Whenever the woman asked him to go to the beach, he answered that was busy. But he suddenly asked her to go because he couldn't stand the heat. She followed him excitedly. But he just took off shirt and didn't change a swimsuit and read the newspaper. Even if she asks him to go into the water together and she asks him to walk along the beach, there was no answer. It was obvious that he would be annoyed if she forced more. The woman walked alone on the beach. Looked back while walking, the man was not seen. Walked more. Why was she so light and relaxed as she gets further away from the man? Should just go further like this? She didn't want to go back. It was the end of the beach that she couldn't go anymore. If you go any further, you have to go into the water.
The waves that the back-and-forth with bubbles encouraged her momentarily to go into the sea. The waves were calm. She lay on the water. The clumps of clouds play freely. Did she keep silent, struggling to catch that floating cloud couldn't catch so far? She has been lying down swinging her arms for a while. The woman enjoyed freedom away from the man. Then she was surprised by the sound of a ship passing by. Backed to reality. It was drifting too far from the beach. She was scared. She swam diligently and came back to the beach. It seemed like time had passed. With the hope that would the man be worried?, the pace quickened and began to run. But the man was sleeping. After all, she only confirmed her bitter existence that did not have to return.
As soon as she got home, checked the expiration date of her passport. She wanted to forget everything and rest beside her parents.
After getting off the airport bus, she slipped the door that her father had left open for a walk at dawn and entered the house without a sound. Mom was preparing breakfast in front of the sink and turned around at sense the presence of a person. Then the mom tried to turn her head back to the sink to continue doing what she was doing, and suddenly she dropped the bowl she was holding and flipped her head and screamed, “What happen? Oh my baby.” The mom hugged the woman and started to cry. The woman also cried in mom's arms. "What's up? Why did you come suddenly without a call?” “I just missed you."
She lay down on her mom's bed, which she has missed so much. She fell into a deep sleep while she was rolling around smelling her mother. The mother lay beside her and woke her by tickling her legs with her toes. "I woke you up because you sleep talking too much in your sleep. Is there something to worry about?" "Just tired." "You became a good human being after you went to America. You lost that nasty temper. Get hair done, buy clothes, and meet your friends." "My friends are busy raising children."
The world with mom and dad is heaven. No one but parents can just protect and love her unconditionally. If there is, it has to give it back more than several times in the future.
Come to think of it, neither did she love the man. Just had the illusion that if she believed that she loved someone would take care of her like her parents. Reciprocating her parents' love led her in the wrong direction. The parents told her to live in Seoul if she wants to without asking if they have noticed anything about the man. "Thank you. I have done nothing for father and mother, but you always have given it to me." 'It makes me happy that I have a lovely daughter and ability to do it. You just need to be happy. Don't be too sad just because you're unhappy. Happiness awaits you at the corner. Don't worry about anything and just live with the flow."
After a good rest at home, she returned to New York without contacting the man, holding her pocket money. When she quietly opened the door and entered, she saw a colorful flower stuck in a vase on the kitchen table. It was different from a woman's taste. If the woman buy the flowers, isn't it the man who was sarcastic, "Why did you spend to buy a flower that would die soon?" She was going to throw away the flowers, but she let it be. The flower is not at fault. She feels sorry for the cactus dying in the trash and picked it up and raised it. She also looks at the flowers that were abandoned at the airport and pour the water she used to drink. While in Seoul, she felt that his relationship with a mistress deepened. The traces of her in the house are everywhere.
The woman happened to meet the mistress by accident. Her age seemed two or three years younger than the woman. The figure of her slim body and her head turned back with a hair band was not pretty, but she looked intelligent and sophisticated. She revived the atmosphere by talking naturally in a dignified manner in a crowd of men. The mistress remained completely unconcerned with her. Already accustomed to silence like the man, she only looked at the mistress from afar too.
The woman did not know that her happiness began with the appearance of the mistress.
Why did the man who has a mistress come shopping as a woman's birthday, and why was he suddenly kind? Was it because the woman came back from her home with a fat envelope? If he's human, he can't be so selfish. The woman was anxious watching the man's changed attitude. Anxiety eventually became reality.
Would the man be willing to live together If the woman begging him to do something wrong now? Even if she will go back or he will come to her, can this marriage really continue? The fundamental question of the crime of using him as a refuge, circulated in the woman's mind.
She spent a long time in the fall that year without giving up hope that the man would come. Why was that autumn so long? A clock second hand pierced a woman's heart like a second a second. Suddenly, a bird of unknown name, appearance, or color came into the heart and lived together. Every time a bird fluttered its wings, it was flustered and distressed. Sometimes it lasted for hours, and sometimes it went for days. She lay down after losing her taste. Then suddenly, when it became quiet as if a bird had found a safe nest, she ran outside to regain its energy and wandered as if it was an insane person. Every tree she looked and every grass she stepped on looked dead as if it had lost color.
People all got out of the car and went into the house. And they came out of the house and drove away. While staring blankly "LOVE" skywriting in the sky in the middle of the road where no one was there, she dropped her head and shed tears as if her eyes were cold.
Someone knocked on the door. She stopped doing what she was doing and held breath. She heard the door opened. Occasionally, her older sister who fell into religion came to visit. “You’ve been doing this for three months already? Wake. Forget the guy who doesn't even contact, and start anew. When you are in trouble, relying on God makes you feel comfortable. Let's go to church together."-"Sister, just leave me alone." Please"
Like a desperate person, she walked aimlessly, then sneaked into an open American church and sat quietly behind crying. When she was walking outside, the bird in her heart, which was flapping, was quiet if the air outside was good, and she could find peace. But when she opened the door of the house and entered it, darkness surrounded her as if opened the lid of the coffin. She choked as if lying in an enclosed space. It's a good thing that if she fall asleep by accident. While sleeping, however, she suffered from a half-asleep feeling as if the man came back home. As the man normally did, she heard a rattling sound of boiling the coffee, and the aroma of coffee blazed her nose. Opened her eyes to the relief that the man had finally returned, but she was disappointed and lay back on her bed.
She remembered the mother of a child whom the woman met in front of the door of an apartment on the same floor where she lived before marriage. There was a knock on the door for days or months. One day, she opened the door and looked out. As soon as an Asian woman saw a woman peeping out the door, she came running, gladly. "Does live this kind of man in the apartment I knock on?" she put out the picture. It was a picture of a man with a gloomy impression. "I've brushed the Korean man a few times." "Oh, yeah. Have you seen him lately?" 'Well?'
The child's mother was waiting her husband who has left for the U.S. and has not heard from him, she came from Seoul with her child and knocks on the door hoping to meet him. However, the door was closed tightly and there was no popularity inside. After that, the mother would not give up and knocked on the door of the apartment. In the end, she stopped coming to see her husband, who shut the door tightly and refused to meet her. She met a man who would forget child's father and remarry. However, I later was told that the child was sent to Seoul because the remarried man did not want the child.
The woman used to wake up in surprise at the fact that the mother's situation was not different from hers.
Leaves fell and crushed like women. It was a leaf that would fall in vain, but why does she anxiously to hang on to the man with no degree of love? Is it because of her unacceptable situation? Strictly speaking, it's only a woman alone problem. It has nothing to do with a man who doesn't love her. 'The man has already been faithful to his new relationship and will be happy.' The tears dried up. Bird of unknown shape that stirred her insanely flew away from the heart. Her mind is relaxed.
She picked up the book The Joy Luck Club, which was next to the window. She forgot sadness and fell into a book. It's a story of mothers and daughters showing how difficult it is to live the world as a woman. The woman also fell in love with a man with a sharp chin, an intelligent and indifferent eye, just as one of the mothers was married to a rough and ferocious man. And in spite of their parents' opposition, she hurriedly married.
The story of Lena, one of the main characters in the book, caught her mind. Lena's husband earns seven times as much as she does, but split everything in half and half on living expense. Lena's mother visits her home and talks to her daughter, who lives without her husband's love. "Why do you live like that? Do you know what you want?" "Respect and tenderness,” mother said, "Get out of this house."
Lena's words of respect and kindness, as well as trust and loyalty, were lacking in the woman's marriage. The woman had already expected it, as long as she was not a fool. But she was able to maintain such a life without quarreling because she had no expectations for men. So why did she have to get married? Parental love was burdensome and sorry. She thought that only when she got married could her parents forget about her and be comfortable. The man didn't know how to nail a nail other than his good appearance, as expected by the woman and he didn't get a decent job even after receiving his doctorate.
The winter was very cold that year. She went to bed early. This is because she can forget about reality only when she sleeps. But is there something as painful as if lying down to get a sleep that does not come? When she fell asleep, she woke up to the sound of the wind hitting the window, and when she fell asleep again, she wandered in her dreams.
The earnest desire for someone to solve this waiting life began to rise. She could, but wait a little longer and the man will fix it. The woman who had been abandoned waited for more time without giving up hope that she could live without regret only when she was more thoroughly hurt. It wasn't long before she got a thick envelope. The woman's hand trembled when she received a document that came earlier than expected. She threw it on the table without open. For a while, she folded her arms and stared at the envelope. Poured wine into a glass and raised the glass and stared blankly out of the window. The snow that had been falling all winter round has stopped. The piled snow fluttered about in the wind. What is the taste of drinking wine in a warm room and looking out over the cold! It's not bad. It has come anyway. Rather, what he has solved the problem quickly was relieved.
Originally, human nature is selfish. There is no need to blame anyone. There was just another selfish nature of a woman who hurriedly chose the man who was faithful to human nature as a refuge. After seeing the bottom of human selfish nature, it can be easily forgotten. The woman knew it was going to be like this from the beginning and laughed pitifully, signing the divorce papers as if she had been waiting for a breakup.
The woman was told the news that the man married his mistress in a hurry. He switched to the third horse that seemed to run better than the second horse. The ability to change horses without falling was inherited from his mother. The ex-mother-in-law often boasted to a woman who was the second daughter-in-law. “My first daughter-in-law earned money and bought a house. If you don't make money well, wouldn't your parents have to buy a house for you?” and waited for the woman's answer and used to her tongue kicking to the silent woman's back.
While shaking her head at the sound of her mother-in-law's tongue kicking, she came back to reality in surprise, blaming herself for thinking uselessly. It's pitch-dark outside the train window. People who are tired in the train seems to be still as if it's stopped. She is almost at the station where she has to get off. The child still sleeps soundly.
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