Chapter 63: What Could Not Be Destroyed

Cursing someone did not suit his nature.

If he could endure it, it was better not to do it.

Lee Doyoon did not have particularly good feelings toward Yoon Jiwoo.

But that did not mean he hated him enough to feel sorry for him.

Doyoon understood the feeling of resenting someone who had done nothing wrong.

He had once hated a friend he had known for decades in such an empty, pointless way.

Because Choi Haesu had been forgotten by him.

Because he had been abandoned.

Because he had been cast aside and decided to die.

That was why.

In the end, Doyoon had even hated Choi Haesu.

How could you try to die in front of me, when I want you to be happy?

Haesu, who did not seem to consider Doyoon’s feelings even a little, often consumed Doyoon’s patience.

He had held onto someone who said he did not want to live.

He had begged him, saved him, and forced him to keep living.

He did not regret doing that.

“Mr. Yoon Jiwoo.”

“…Yes.”

Sometimes, Doyoon vaguely imagined what it would be like if people with similar souls lived together.

Then he would be even less able to live with Haesu.

But he knew for certain that his life would be more peaceful than it was now.

Haesu’s blind love sometimes made even Lee Doyoon feel suffocated.

It left him speechless.

It made him want to die.

It was intense and burning enough to give nightmares even to Doyoon, who considered himself fairly positive, because he envied it.

Not once had that love ever turned toward anyone else.

“Have you ever wanted something so badly that you thought it would be better if it just disappeared?”

Doyoon looked at Jiwoo, who sat across from him at a careful distance.

Their eyes were on each other, but each of them was thinking about someone else.

After watching Jiwoo for a long time, Doyoon pulled Haesu’s phone from the table and placed it in front of himself.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang!

He struck the screen of the old phone over and over with a thick-bottomed glass.

The wallpaper of Kwon Seha shattered, broke apart, and slowly became unrecognizable.

“Don’t become like that.

Get married and live happily.”

“……”

“Your fiancé has an ex.

That can happen.

Are you going to keep dwelling on something like that?

Seha was not your first either, Mr. Jiwoo.”

Jiwoo stared at Doyoon with disbelief in his eyes.

But he did not react normally by stopping him, shouting, or trying to intervene.

In the end, he closed his mouth and squeezed his eyes shut.

Within the darkness behind his eyelids, he ignored everything.

Instead, both men watched what had already passed with calm eyes.

The phone looked rather miserable.

Even though it did not belong to either of them, its ruined state resembled Yoon Jiwoo and Lee Doyoon.

Perhaps you, who are so similar to me, would willingly pretend not to see.

Holding the intact phone tightly, Doyoon let go of the lingering thought that had remained only in his imagination.

He slipped it into the inner pocket of his coat.

Haesu’s phone was still only slightly worn on the outside.

It was not broken.

No shards of glass fell as Doyoon lifted it.

If he followed his heart, he wanted to smash it all, just as he had imagined moments ago.

But he buried that desire deep inside himself.

The tension returned.

Both men swallowed dryly several times.

The water bottle on the table was quickly emptied by people unable to bear their thirst.

“I’m sorry for leaving it with you, Mr. Doyoon.

To be honest, I wanted to throw it into a river or the sea.”

“……”

“If that disappeared, then every record of Kwon Seha and that person would disappear too.”

Yoon Jiwoo and Lee Doyoon thought each other foolish for failing.

Yet, at the same time, they felt a strange sense of kinship.

The one who wanted to throw it away had stood before the water and returned.

The one who wanted to shatter it had stepped back before the thought could become real.

“But I couldn’t go that far…”

This belonged to Haesu.

So it was only right that ending things between Kwon Seha and Choi Haesu should also be Haesu’s choice.

They were, unfortunately, people who understood that far too well.

After parting with Jiwoo, Doyoon walked to see Haesu.

When he finally arrived in front of Haesu’s home, he rang the bell and waited.

On the way, he had bought tea leaves, lip balm, and batteries.

During seasonal changes, Haesu’s lips often became chapped.

Doyoon wanted to place the lip balm in his hand at least once.

The batteries were Choi Young’s request.

Thinking about it, the clock in Haesu’s home had remained still while dust gathered on it.

He had forgotten in the chaos, but Choi Young’s message reminded him again.

Doyoon wondered what he should do if Haesu looked uncomfortable seeing him.

If Haesu said he had eaten and did not have anywhere hurting, Doyoon could hand over what he had brought and leave.

He thought that if he decided that much before meeting Haesu, he would not become greedier.

“Why?!”

But the shout coming from inside did not sound normal.

Click.

As if it had been waiting for him, the door opened.

Yet no one came out into the entryway.

With a bad feeling in his chest, Doyoon took heavy steps and entered Haesu’s home completely.

“What?

Is the Chairman saying he won’t leave this house alone either?”

The moment the door closed, Haesu’s voice came from beyond the inner door.

He was usually someone who did little more than mutter.

For some reason, he was furious now.

“Haesu.”

“Is he taking everything away?

Even though I said I would never see Seha again, is he still doing this?!”

Haesu was crying, and Choi Young was holding onto him.

Doyoon’s expression shook for a moment.

He did not know what they were talking about, but he could not look kindly at Choi Young while Haesu was crying.

Only after coming closer did he understand.

The area around Haesu and Young, who were sitting on the floor together, was a complete mess.

A spilled glass of water.

A broken clock taken apart.

Books scattered everywhere, unable to be put back in order.

They all showed what had happened.

Young’s strong arms were using all their strength to stop Haesu from reaching toward the shards of glass.

Young glanced at Doyoon when he appeared.

For someone who had called Doyoon to the house, that was all the reaction he showed.

Doyoon preferred it to being welcomed.

He could understand the situation himself.

First, he wanted to do something about Haesu, who felt like a ticking bomb.

“I didn’t go there yesterday because I wanted to see Seha.

Does that even make sense?

How could I know I would run into Seha in such a huge park?”

“Choi Haesu.”

“Seha didn’t know either.

He said he doesn’t think that way.”

“I told you I know.

That isn’t what we’re talking about right now.”

A bare white foot was visible beside the shattered clock glass.

That was why Doyoon ignored the part of him that knew he should not interfere and approached them.

The moment Haesu recognized that the person before him was Doyoon, he grabbed him.

He twisted his body and struggled, trying to escape Young.

Without realizing it, Doyoon began trembling as he rubbed Haesu’s back.

When someone stood in front of him and became something to lean on, Haesu clung to Doyoon as if he were a lifeline.

Using Doyoon as a shield, he poured out the resentment rising from deep inside him.

Whenever his emotions overwhelmed him, Haesu always spoke in the most honest yet disorganized way.

“No.

The Chairman always did this.

He thinks that the way I live is blocking Seha’s future, right?

That’s why he took away the house and all the things too.”

Chairman Kwon had completely gotten rid of the home where Kwon Seha and Choi Haesu had lived.

He had dragged Haesu out when he shut himself inside and refused to come out.

Then he had made sure Haesu could never enter it again.

He had always found Haesu frustrating.

Perhaps he had even felt more sorry for Haesu than Lee Doyoon did.

But he was also someone who had done what others could not.

He had become angry at Haesu and burned some of his memories with Kwon Seha.

He took away the house, shouted, and lost his temper.

Then, in the end, he wore a bitter expression of guilt.

Even when Haesu clung to him, crying and begging, Chairman Kwon did not pretend to hear him.

It’s mine.

I’ll keep it.

It isn’t something you can take away.

This is all I have.

Why are you taking even this from me?

Why…?

Ignoring Haesu’s face as he sobbed uncontrollably, Chairman Kwon turned away coldly.

Then he gave Haesu a larger and safer place to live.

“He feels anxious just because I’m here.”

“Haesu.

This is my suggestion.

They have nothing to do with it.”

Would someone like that really tell Haesu to give up this home too and leave?

But Haesu, who was vulnerable to stress, had a strong tendency to believe the conclusions he reached himself were facts.

Young had probably presented things Haesu would not be able to accept easily.

But Doyoon did not think it had been done to hurt him.

“If you say you hate it, I can’t force you to come with me.”

Haesu shook his head wildly.

As though he could not bear to hear any more, he clenched Doyoon’s shirt in his fists.

Sometimes, he looked up at Doyoon with a pitiful expression.

It was as if he were asking Doyoon to make Choi Young stop saying things he did not want to hear.

How long would Haesu remain in this unstable state?

Lee Doyoon felt as though he was losing his mind.

Choi Young probably felt the same.

“There isn’t much time left until the wedding.”

“……”

“It’s not because of you.

Your brother is just worrying too much about unnecessary things.

That’s all.”

Young stopped both of them so easily with that single breath.

There was no immunity against reality arriving so suddenly.

Doyoon was affected by it too.

How much worse must it be for Haesu?

At the single word “wedding,” Haesu took in a deep breath and did not let it out again.

Doyoon urgently pulled him into an embrace.

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