We decided not to cross the line.

Episode 45. Sweet Love

[Wow.... What is this sweet message?

Even though it's just a message, it's incredibly sweet.




I haven't even had lunch yet, and I'm super tired.

Feeling so good!!





I wonder if they weren't filming

The answer came right from him.






[Shall I say it's a message containing my love for you?]





In this answer

Mr. Hunji's attitude changed immediately.





Huh? Is something wrong?

It gets a bit suspicious if it goes up to the second verse...






No... I just sent it with my heart.

Do not doubt my heart. My dear..]






[You didn't meet the CEO or anything like that, did you?]






Student Hunji, who is super quick-witted...





[no.

I went out for an errand and was coming back in
 
I just sent it because I missed you so much.

You film well.]





Since I'm out anyway,

I remembered an exhibition I wanted to see.

I turned my steps toward Gwanghwamun.





Henri Matisse.

After seeing Matisse's painting, Picasso said this.

[There is a sun inside Matisse's stomach.]





The concise forms he draws

Rather, it makes the colors themselves stand out.





People color red when expressing love.

Is it because love is that hard to hide and so passionate?





However, my love must be hidden.

It must not get hot.





'What is my love...?'






As Taehyung said

How long can I continue in a relationship this difficult?





In the end, this love, too, will come to an end,

Then I, like the sunflowers in Matisse's painting

I am looking at the sun, but

As a withered flower, its insides burned black

Could it be that things have changed?






When will I stop doubting my choices...






After seeing the exhibition,

I got into the car with a heavy heart.





I wanted to see this exhibition together...

In the end, I watched it alone.

We probably won't be able to watch Danny Koo's performance together anyway...






What can I do with him?

Night walk, date at home...

And what else... what else?






When he shines like the sun,

I was looking at him

Even if I become a sunflower burned black

Will I be able to avoid regretting my choice even then...






Suddenly, I'm afraid I might end up regretting my current choice.

I was suddenly scared.





In the parking lot, inside the car

Tears began to flow silently.

My love is as dark as this parking lot right now, and

I'm afraid I'll get trapped in a dark place

It was scary.






Just then, I received a call from Hunji.


I'm afraid that if I don't accept it, I'll worry again like last time.

I cleared my throat and answered the phone.






Did you have a good shoot?





"Huh? What's wrong with your voice?"





Maybe it's because I'm saying this for the first time today...

I guess it's because my voice is still hoarse.





".....Where is it?"






Me, towards Gwanghwamun.






What did you do?






I'm on my way out of the Matisse exhibition.

The parking lot.






Didn't you say you wanted to see that exhibition with me?






That's right. But it's hard to watch together..."






After coming out of the exhibition,

Were you crying alone in the car?

Since we can't even have a normal exhibition date like this

It was sad, wasn't it?






"Hunji... did you go inside my heart and come out?"






"under...

My heart hurts so much....

At times like this, I wonder if holding onto you is really the right thing to do...

I'm confused, wondering if I'm being selfish for not wanting to let go..."






"So this person thinks this way too..."





We couldn't say a word to each other,

I held my cell phone for a while.






"Hunji... did you have lunch?"

I told you earlier that it was before.






Not yet.

I called because I was given lunch break.





Ah... I see...

Come on, let's eat. Bye.

I can't starve myself for the next shoot.






"Shall we stop filming and go see each other?"






Just hearing you say that is comforting.

really...

And, even if we can't go to the exhibition together...

Even if we can't do things like that together...

are you okay.

You are worth loving.






Did you see that tabloid?