We decided not to cross the line.

Episode 92. Dream

Even after thinking it over myself, it was really absurd.





'This isn't even Korea...

It couldn't possibly be Hoonji-ssi. Seriously, me too...'





I tried to turn my gaze back to the laptop screen.

But that person, standing there without moving,

kept catching my attention.





I lifted my head and looked at him again.





'It's Hoonji-ssi!

Am I dreaming right now...?'





It definitely seemed like Hoonji-ssi, but,

I couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality at all.





The person standing in front of the front door

slowly walked toward me.




His face gradually came into focus.



Without being able to look away for even a moment,

I watched his movements.




He looked like it really was Hoonji-ssi.




It felt like my breath had stopped.

No,

I couldn't even tell whether I was breathing

or holding my breath.





Even if this was a dream,

I thought that the person standing over there

should please be him.





As my certainty grew that he was Hoonji-ssi,

tears welled up in my eyes.





He stopped a few steps in front of me

and spread his arms.




'That's something Hoonji-ssi used to do a lot...'




"Really... are you Hoonji-ssi?"





The moment I spoke,

hot tears poured down from both eyes.





"Are you just going to keep standing there and staring?"





"Ah... I even heard his voice.

I guess it wasn't a dream.

Really... it seems real."





I slowly stood up and walked toward him.

With one step left,

if this was a dream,

I was suddenly terrified that the moment I hugged him, I might wake up,

and I couldn't bring myself to go any closer.





Then he took one more step toward me

and slowly hugged me,

holding me tightly like he always did.




"Ah..."

His embrace squeezed so tightly

that my ribs ached from the pain.

That familiar pain

made me believe he really was Hoonji-ssi.




I also opened my arms and held him.




"It's really... Hoonji-ssi, right?

Really... you came to find me?"





"I told you.

No matter where you are...

I'll definitely find you."




At the tip of my nose, I could smell his scent.




For a long time, he held me,

and I stood there holding him.





After finally calming down,

I pulled away from his arms because I wanted to see his face.





"It really is...

It's not a dream, it's really Hoonji-ssi."





"Why don't you believe it?

When you saw me earlier, you just stood there staring for so long,

I thought you'd already forgotten me and got scared."





"I couldn't tell whether this was a dream... or reality...

I couldn't tell the difference."




Hoonji-ssi sat the still-dazed me down in a chair.




After watching us silently for a long time,

Miguel came over to my side and said,




"So this is the owner of the ring, right?"




I nodded instead of answering.

Miguel smiled brightly,

lightly patted my head, and gave me a warm hug.





After Miguel stepped away,

Hoonji-ssi muttered lowly.



"No... what is with that guy?

Why is he patting another man's woman on the head and making a scene?"




"Wow... so it really is Hoonji-ssi."





"If I kept you waiting any longer, I thought I'd lose you."