I received a lot more consolation than I expected.
Won-jo bought a drink gift and then left without drinking any of them. It was the first time Iâd seen him looking so sorry. Sung-hyun brought seaweed soup from donât know where the young man picked it up. There were five days until surgery.
Choi Sung-hoonâs mother comforted me by telling her story, but it wasnât helplessness like Won-jo or Sung- hyunâs, but rather a way of comforting me to let it go.
The most embarrassing thing for me was when I got a phone call from Choi Sung-hoonâs father.
â Kong, Kongkongi, kkeuk, huheu, must have gone, heung-.
âKongkongi must have gone to a good place and there is no need to worry,â and he continued to comfort me, but I may have misunderstood because he stuttered. He was a very emotional person.
It should have been me who was sad, but I wasnât.
After crying endlessly in Choi Sung-hoonâs arms, it felt like the foggy front had become clearer.
To have someone who hugs you tightly when you cry⊠It was really great.
Despite my refreshed mind, I continued to have trouble sleeping until the day of surgery, and Choi Sung-hoon seemed to think this was because of fear. He made an effort not to leave me alone in the hospital room, even when I called the Won-jo he despised.
In fact, I spent more time thinking about the possibility of starting a new life in the arms of Choi Sung-hoon and his warm family than I did thinking about the surgery.
Choi Sung-hoonâs family was so welcoming and lively that I wanted to stay with them for a long time. We made plans to eat together today after I was discharged from the hospital.
âDonât worry. Iâll be by your side.â
Choi Sung-hoon misunderstood and held my hand while whispering. I felt as if I was about to be brainwashed. Whatever happens, Choi Sung-hoon will be by my side, so everything will be fine.
The surgery preparations went well, but only one unusual thing. It was unexpectedly to take place in the delivery room.
I entered the delivery room, listening to a newborn babyâs cry and laughter full of joy and happiness over the wall, where I had a miscarriage surgery.
When I opened my eyes again, everything was over.
I felt like I woke up from a long sleep.
It was not an operation that required hospitalization, so I went through the discharge procedures as soon as it was completed. I felt their gaze on us as I sat in the lobby waiting for Choi Sung-hoon. A mother and her husband, who were holding a baby, and a nurse who was holding a chart were watching Choi Sung-hoon with me.
We may have become famous at this center. To begin with, Choi Sung-hoon was an extremely dominant Alpha, and heâs very big, and people followed him wherever he went around the hospital. I spent a few weeks in a very expensive special roomâŠ
I smiled mischievously because I was proud of myself for some reason. My smile was quickly erased by the newborn babyâs cry.
Perhaps the facts of the miscarriage were also widely spread. He made such a fuss and had a miscarriage. Or even if he makes such a fuss, he still has a miscarriage.
The Omega holding a newborn baby over there would think so. The unfamiliar nurse, as well as an Alpha man who seems to be conversing with his Omega, may have similar thoughts. Thereâs a recessive Omega who had a miscarriage todayâŠ
âSeo-yu ssi, why are you making such a face?â
Just then, Choi Sung-hoon came over after completing the procedure. Rather, I wanted to ask as to why he was making that expression. It was a ferocious and angry expression.
âWhat happened? Has any other trash approached you in the meantime?â
âNothing happened. Choi Sung-hoon ssi please relax your expression.â
But Choi Sung-hoonâs eyes were gradually sinking black.
âCome on, tell me. Who is it. No, was there a phone call. That trash relative?â
âWhy would my uncle be here? Letâs hurry up and get going. We are late.â
âWeâre not late, so for some reasonâŠâ
There was no sensitive boss other than him. He was so cute that he reacted sensitively, so he lifted his heel and kissed his lips. He paused for a moment, then responded softly.
I was very satisfied with the act of affection in the lobby where everyone could see, and Choi Sung-hoon, who became sensitive to one of my expressions, was so cute that I burst out laughing.
I parted my lips and hung my hands on his forearm.
âThe appointment is at five oâclock, but it is now half-past five. Family time is up to 30 minutes. Go quickly.â
â⊠I parked the car in front. Move slowly.â
Choi Sung-hoon, whose expression was relaxed, walked in sync with my stride. The center was built with great care.
I kept smiling in the car because I remembered Choi Sung-hoonâs sensitive reaction.
My reaction was also overly sensitive, but Choi Sung-hoonâs appears to have been more so. Really cuteâŠ
Perhaps the mother holding her newborn baby was only thinking about how cute the baby was in her arms. The nurse in charge of the chart must have mentioned that one less task had been completed. Alpha, who was talking to his Omega, could have been on the phone discussing todayâs meal menu.
Choi Sung-hoon and I seem to be Omega and Alpha that go really well together.
Choi Sung-hoonâs family and I came to eat a meal that we couldnât have before, but everyone had already arrived and taken their seats. Our fatherâs first greeting to us, who was 45 minutes late, was as like this.
âLook at the time now, Seo-yu gun. I thought Director Choi was being honest on time, but I am very disappointed.â
âNo matter how big the surgery, we have to keep the basic promises between people.â
While talking, father poured cassia seed tea into my cup and requested three more fluffy cushions from an employee.
Choi Sung-hoon who was constantly scolded for being late wrapped his arms around my shoulders and said to me.
âSeo-yu ssi, if you donât like the food, why donât we just go home? Iâll tell them to set it up now.â
It appears that a good opportunity has arisen. His fatherâs stare became more ferocious.
âDirector Choi, no matter how much you say youâre a spouse, you have to say it clearlyâŠâ
âDad, stop it. Seo-yu Hyung still has a lot of tears, so donât scare him.â
What? What do I have a lot? Thereâs a lot of tears?
âOkay, stop it. What if the child cries like that again? Something bad happened today.â
âNo, you can scold me more. I donât cry that much.â
âSeo-yu Hyung, youâre already teary-eyed. Your eyes are moist.â
âNo, shi-⊠What are you talking about, Sung-hyun-ah? Hyung has dry eye syndrome.â
âHmm, yes. I canât make you cry on a day like this, so Iâll stop here. Come on, sit down. The food will be out soon.â
So far as I know, the most tearful person advised me not to cry and to sit down.
I was dumbfounded, so I looked up at the only person on my side here with expressions full of injustice. Choi Sung-hoon stroked my face with worried eyes.
âI didnât know you had dry eyes. You shouldâve told me. Please let me know in advance what else you have.â
Ha⊠It wasnât helpful, but it was so cute.
The feast was served (the main menu was salmon), and I ate a lot. I ate a lot until my stomach was about to burst, but the problem was that the âa lotâ was only 1/3 of Choi Sung-hoonâs familyâs stomach.
âYu-ya, why do you eat so little? Should I have ordered you seaweed soup?â
âI ate a lot, mother. I felt like my stomach is going to explode.â
âWhat are you talking about after eating as much as a bird? It was more than this the last time you came home.â
âPlease understand, Mom and Dad. Itâs because Seo-yu Hyung doesnât have an appetite. Heâs soft-hearted. And he has a lot of tears.â
When Choi Sung-hyun said that, mother and father said, âOh⊠â became the expression. It was the expression on their face that they were convinced that I donât have apetite.
âYeah, Seo-yu gun has a lot of tears and is soft-hearted.â
âHow many times have I cried? Iâm sorry for our lack of consideration, sweetheart.â
I ate three bowls of damn rice, but I became a person with no appetite, and my whole family died and I cried only three times so far, but I became a crybaby in the world. Itâs all because of Choi Sung-hyun.
âI donât cry that much, haha. Itâs because something went into my eyes.â
âReally? Director Choi, Seo-yu, havenât been crying lately, has he been strong?â
â⊠Just because he doesnât cry doesnât mean he is strong. Let him cry as much as he wants.â
Choi Sung-hoonâs words were nice, but they didnât help either.
Iâd eaten so much by the time the dessert arrived after the main course that Iâd turned into a faint-hearted animal, barely breathing. I grabbed my stomach and looked up at Choi Sung-hoon. Choi Sunghoon, who was listening to the reason for his mother and fatherâs most recent fight, felt my gaze and looked down.
He expressed ârestroomâ with the shape of his mouth. Choi Sung-hoon nodded with a smile on his lips.
I got up and told his parents I was going out for a while. The employee who was standing outside the door approached me and asked as to what I was doing. I mentioned that I needed to use the restroom, and he said it was at the end of the hallway. I was so full that it was difficult to walk.
I managed to get to the restroom and checked the mirror first. It was to make sure my eyes were really moist, but I was surprised that my face in the mirror was so unfamiliar.
I was smiling⊠I didnât know either.
Even after I finished my business and washed my hands, I couldnât take my gaze away from the mirror. In the mirror, a young man with a haggard appearance was always standing with a tired and bored expression⊠Iâm smiling like this now⊠It was really nice to see. The man in the mirror had a really nice face.
Choi Sung-hoon entered the restroom because he was concerned that I hadnât returned in a long time.
âWhat happened? Are you okay? You donât feel well?
âWhy are there so many questions? Iâm fine. Just⊠standing here for a moment.â
I pulled Choi Sung-hoon to the side. The extremely dominant Alpha with a strong impression of wearing a neat scarf that I chose, with every hair pulled back to reveal dark eyebrows and hard forehead. It must be a huge blessing to have this person by my side.
Feeling fuzzy, I put my face on his shoulder. Choi Sung-hoon then wrapped his arm around my back.
âIf you are tired, letâs stop here. Letâs not overdo it today and go to bed early.â
âItâs a pity to go to sleep already. Itâs not even dinner yet.â
âIf you go home and doze off by the fireplace, I will lay you down on the bed.â
âI donât have a fireplace in my houseâŠâ
âIâm kidding. I have to go to Choi Sung-hoonâs house.â
While in Choi Sung-hoonâs slightly strengthened arm, a smile appeared on my face. I rubbed my cheeks against his broad chest and lifted my head. I should go in because his parents will be waiting.
I was about to go out holding Choi Sung-hoonâs hand, but I stopped. I was about to go out holding Choi Sung-hoonâs hand, but I stopped. The stinging in my eyes felt like knitted fluff had gotten into them.
âThat, Choi Sung-hoon ssi, wait a minute.â
âThereâs something in my eyesâŠâ
My right eye was stinging so badly that tears began to flow as soon as I blinked a few times. Choi Sung-hoon looked at me in tears and had an expression as if the world had collapsed around him. I was taken aback by that expression and quickly waved my hand.
âItâs not like that. The lint got in my eye. Iâm not crying, so donât get me wrong.â
â⊠IâŠif thereâs something I havenât aware of.â
âDid, didnât I tell you it isnât like that? The lint⊠Choi Sung-hoon ssi? Look at my eyes. There was a lint in my eyes here, so take a look.â
âExcuse me, itâs the lint of your scarf!â
Even in the midst of all of this, tears streamed down my cheeks. Choi Sung-hoon had a planet-like expression as if he was about to explode. The atmosphere quickly cooled, and it was about to sink into the deep sea as he trying to find what caused me to cry.
I grabbed Choi Sung-hoonâs wrist with my hand that was rubbing my eyes. I couldnât fully catch it because it was thick and big.
âI am not crying. Letâs calm down.â
âAh⊠Seo-yu Hyung⊠â
But I heard an unexpected voice.
I got goosebumps and I tilted my head to the side of Choi Sung-hoonâs big body, and Choi Sung-hyun was looking at me with big eyes at the entrance to the restroom.
âSeo-yu Hyung is crying againâŠâ
âSeo-yu Hyung, is crying! Mom, dad. Seo-yu Hyung is crying~~!â
âSeo-yu Hyung is crying~~~~!â
Choi Sung-hyun yelled this and dashed down the hallway. Everyone in the building seemed to be able to hear it, not just Mom and Dad.
Choi Sung-hoon eventually discovered the lint and blew it out of my eye. When I returned to my seat, his father was wiping my eyes with a handkerchief and his mother was comforting me. âYeah⊠I know your heart,â they said when they come up to me. They smiled and nodded kindly.
Thatâs how my image has settled perfectly into a teary and soft OmegaâŠ