We decided not to cross the line.

Episode 64. Miguel's Friends

Thanks to the coffee Miguel brought,

Reading time has become much more leisurely and fragrant.





After finishing the laundry,

I came home and cleaned.

I made and ate a sandwich for a late breakfast/lunch.





The sandwich that Hunji had delivered and ate in the middle of the night

I remembered asking for more because it was said to be a great restaurant.

I let out a chuckle.





After taking a walk around the neighborhood,

To go straight to Miguel's cafe

I got ready to go out and left the house.





Every time I take a walk in this neighborhood

Why it is called the prettiest village in Spain

I could understand.

And, the reason I came here

I thought it was a good choice.





The first time I got to know this village was

It was from a movie that Hunji brought and asked if I could watch it with him.




This village was one of the settings for that movie, and

The peaceful atmosphere was so impressive that I looked it up.





Ah... so this is the place called 'Frigiliana'...

I'd like to try living in a place like that someday

That would be really great...






The vague wish became a reality sooner than expected.






After looking around this alley and that alley for quite a while

I looked at the clock and it was already past 6:30.






I hurried my steps toward Miguel's cafe.





"Miguel, how was your day?"





"Ah, you're here? Today is after the festival ends..."

Maybe because it was the first weekend, it was a bit quiet.

I'm almost done finishing up, so please wait a moment.





While he was tidying up,

I at Miguel's cafe

I took photos of places I liked.





After closing the cafe,

I was supposed to meet my friends with Miguel

I walked to the meeting place.





What did you do today?




As Miguel said,
 
I gestured for my bag.





"A bag? Why?"





I'm going to listen.





"Why are you carrying my bag? It's not heavy."





Actually, I did some research on Korea.

However, Korean men

He said he would carry the woman's bag.





"yes?"




I burst out laughing without realizing it.

Miguel wore a surprised expression.




"Wait, where did you find something like that?"

Ah... Miguel... you have a strange side.

It's not like that for everyone...

I find it more comfortable to pack my own bag.

A man carrying my bag

I don't really like it, haha.





Thanks to Miguel, I was able to laugh heartily for the first time in a long while.




At a pub not far from Miguel's cafe

I met their friends.




Everyone with Miguel

They were friends who grew up in that village.




Adrian, Miguel's best friend

I ended up working in Madrid

It was a farewell party being held.




His friends are like him

Everyone treated me without formality.




Sunday evening,

A glass of beer with neighborhood friends I grew up with is

It was not much different from our country.

Loud, teasing each other, laughing....
 




After talking for quite a while

Miguel ended up talking about the time he worked in the United States.

And naturally, what Maria had told me before,

The story of the girlfriend I met back then also came up.





Adrian said.




If Miguel had married that girlfriend back then

We wouldn't have been able to meet like this today.





Ah... so you were even thinking about marriage...


I thought to myself.




As if reading my inner thoughts

Miguel looked at me and said.




I even thought about marriage..





He paused for a moment, then,

He smiled at me.




"however...

There was a difference in the speed of our love.

Because her love cooled before mine.





Aitana, his female friend who was listening to him

He continued speaking as if choking up in anger.




In the end, that American woman found someone else.




At her sudden remark

I was a little surprised.

I never imagined there would be such a behind-the-scenes story

I hadn't thought of it.





"Aita, I told you not to talk like that..."

Because his feelings for me have cooled.

I guess I fell in love with someone else..
 



I didn't know what to say.

Instead, put a hand on Miguel's shoulder

I stroked it.




That is what I can do

It was the best comfort.




In the meantime,

Suddenly, this somber atmosphere

A way to change it came to mind.




I took out BTS and Kedehan merchandise from my bag.




Before coming to Spain

I just in case I get a chance to give a gift

These were the things I had brought.




I didn't know it would be used this usefully, but

Everyone liked it very much.

Seeing that, I thought it was a good thing I brought it.
 




Saying goodbye to Adrian,

Miguel and I headed home.




The precious things I brought from Korea to my friends

Thank you for the gift.

I was so happy because everyone liked it like children.





I should be the one thanking BTS.

Because thanks to that, I got to receive love from my friends.




And so, the peaceful Sunday night came to an end.




Starting from that day

Hunji started sending one email every day.

I didn't open any of them except for the first email.




A little over a month passed like that,

I came across a shocking title.


[I'm sorry. I have a new girlfriend...]






"Park Hoon-ji!! It's really over now!!"