We decided not to cross the line (Season 2)

Episode 91. Jeong-a's Wandering

"Why aren't you answering?

Aren't you staying together?"




Hoonji's older sister asked again.




"We are living together."




I replied with my head bowed.





"I knew it..."




the older sister murmured quietly.





"For days on end, there wasn't even a trace of you coming home.

It seemed odd.

And now you're even lying?"





"I'm sorry."





"Jung-ah, you're older than Hoonji, you know.

Then you should tell him not to act so immaturely.

Do you not know how strict our country's standards are

when it comes to celebrities' private lives?"




I listened in silence.




"Wanting to keep Hoonji by your side, Jung-ah...

that's greed.

It's your greed, Jung-ah."




Suddenly I remembered what I'd said to Tae-hyung.




'My greed?

That was... what I said to Tae-hyung...'





The day I found the photos on Tae-hyung's computer.


Not because he loved me,

but because it was just greed — wanting to have me for himself

I remembered snapping at Tae-hyung.





Was my wanting to stay by Hoonji's side too

just my own greed...?"





"What if someone happened to snap a photo of you

and a news story broke?

What if it caused damage to the ads and the drama?

Can you take responsibility for that, Jung-ah?"





I could only listen to her.




I knew what answer she wanted to hear.

But I couldn't give it to her.

"I'll tell Hoonji





to go back home."

"Today. Right now!!





Do you understand?"

"Yes."





After she left,





I sat there dazed for a while

before calling Ji-seong.

"Yes? Boss.





What did you call about?"

"Ji-seong.





I think I need to close the café for about a week."

"A whole week? Why?"





"Just... because I want to rest a bit.





You seem really worn out."

"But to take a week off without any advance notice





to the customers..."

Ji-seong fell silent for a moment.




"Boss. If it's okay with you...




could I just handle everything from opening to closing?"

"By yourself, Ji-seong?





That'd be too hard. I can't let you."

"When you were doing translation work, Boss,





I was mostly on my own anyway.

I'll be fine."

"Ji-seong.






Thank you for being so considerate.

Since you'd be covering for me too,

I'll pay you both as part-timers."

"No... you don't need to do that.





But Boss, are you really sure you're okay?"

"Of course. I'll rest up properly, recharge,





and come back.

Sorry. I'm the only one getting to rest..."

"As long as nothing's wrong, it's fine.





Don't worry about it. Get some rest."

"Thank you.





Oh, right, Ji-seong.

I'm going to keep my phone off for a while.

I'll check messages at night, so

if anything comes up, leave me a message."

I went home, packed a few simple things,





and headed to Seoul Station.

I checked the earliest departing train.





I booked a KTX ticket to Busan.

I got on the train and stared out the window for a little over two hours.




On the way, I booked a hotel too.

And then,





I sent Hoonji a message.

[Hoonji.





I'm going on a trip for a week.

Don't worry even if my phone is off.

Sorry for loving you so much.

And...

since the older sister is really worried,

I think it'd be best if you went back home.]

After that message, I turned my phone off.





After arriving at Busan Station,





I took a taxi to the hotel.

It was a hotel overlooking Gwangalli Beach.




I put down my bag and lay down on the bed.


I didn't want to do anything.

 
For a little while,


I just wanted to be somewhere no one was looking for me.

The moment I closed my eyes, I fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already dark outside.





After taking a shower and changing clothes,

I lay back down on the bed.

When I opened my eyes the next morning,





it was already noon.

I didn't even feel hungry.




I bought a cup of coffee and a scone from the hotel lobby.

After roughly eating that as brunch,

I fell asleep again.

The second night.





When I woke up,

I suddenly thought of my phone.

After hesitating for a long time, I turned it on.




There were several calls and messages from Hoonji.



Since there didn't seem to be any major problems with the café or anything else,


without checking Hoonji's messages,

I turned my phone off again.

When I woke up the next day,





I was hungry.

I threw on some clothes




and checked what restaurants were nearby.

A pork soup with rice place caught my eye,




so I went in without thinking and ordered.

'Seeing the soup makes me think of Tae-hyung...





I wonder if he's doing well...?' I took my phone out of my bag.

I turned it on and called Tae-hyung.





"Jung-ah."

"Tae-hyung. Have you been well?"





"What's up? You even called.





Is something wrong?"





"No... I just saw the soup and thought of you, Tae-hyung..."

"What... haha.





I thought something had happened or something, and you scared me."





"What are you doing?"

"I'm having lunch right now.





You eating soup and rice all of a sudden?"





"There was a restaurant nearby...

Are your studies not too hard?"





"Trying to study at this age

is killing me.





I guess that's why they say everything has its time.

How about you these days?"

"I'm doing well.

Eat before your lunch gets cold. I'll call again next time.





Take care of yourself..."

"Okay. Jung-ah.

Thanks for calling. You take care too."





I ended the call with him

and checked the last message Hoonji had sent.




[I heard you met with noona.

Why are you acting like this after hearing something like that?





Don't mind what noona says.

I said I'd get permission within three months.

Can't you just trust me and bear with it a little longer?

I'm worried, so please just give me one call. Please...]

I called him.

"Jung-ah!!"




"Don't worry."





"Where are you right now?"





"Busan."





"Are you okay?"





"Hoonji. I'm okay.





I just didn't want to think about anything,





so I came here on a whim. I'll go back after a few days.

Don't worry."

"I miss you..."

"I miss you too. I'm hanging up."





I ended the call without even hearing his goodbye





and turned the phone off too.





After finishing my meal,

I walked along the beach.





Then I sat down on the sand

and watched the waves rolling in for a while.


As the sun began to set low in the sky,

I went back to the hotel, washed up, and went to bed.





That was how I tried to avoid my thoughts,

sleeping and then sleeping again.




A week passed,

and I boarded a train back to Seoul.




When I got home, it was past 10 p.m.

The moment I unlocked the door and stepped inside,




Hoonji was standing by the front door.

He was still wearing that lovely face of his

and waiting for me with both arms open.





I couldn't go into his arms

and just stood there.




Then Hoonji came up to me first

and held me tight.




"I missed you.."

"Hoonji. I'm going to wash up first and come out."





"Oh. Okay.





Aren't you hungry?"





"I want to eat the toast you make."

"Really?? Okay.





I'll make it quickly while Jung-ah showers."





When I came out into the living room after washing up,

sure enough, toast was neatly lined up on a plate.



"You made it really fast today.

Didn't even burn it?"





"I was really on the ball today."

He smiled at me.





I sat at the table and ate the toast.




He watched me eat in silence.




"I'm going to quit the café. Sorry."   

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