Love is better than pain
1. Beijing, an unexpected meeting
The unfamiliar smell of the air. Myung-ho, who came alone to film a Chinese variety show.
Amidst the noise and dizzying crowd of the city, Myungho finished his final greeting in front of the camera.
디에잇(명호)
"Thank you for your hard work"
After filming was over, Myung-ho pulled his hat down low and left the set, slightly hunched over, amidst the staff members busily moving about to clean up and leave.
The air was strangely sticky.
Just as I was about to take a walk and look around
"Bring it quickly"
??? "Ah...why...ah!"
A rough argument is heard from somewhere
Myeongho stopped walking for a moment.
It was a back alley behind the filming set, behind an old building with few people. I could hear Chinese spoken in a dialect, and the content was quite provocative.
If it had been a little further away, I would have just ignored it, but then...
강시연
"Please save me!!!!"
The words were so precise. The familiar language caught Myungho's ears.
It was Korean
디에잇(명호)
"Korean...? Here..?"
I must have misheard, or maybe it was just tourists arguing.
But the woman's firm and desperate voice was shrouded in immense fear.
강시연
"Please save me...!!"
Myeongho looked around.
The camera crew and staff had already withdrawn, and the manager was nowhere to be seen.
He clenched his fist.
디에잇(명호)
"Should I go...? What if I get caught up in this for no reason?"
I hesitated for a moment.
But that voice prickled a heavy part of my heart. I felt like I couldn't let this go on.
Unable to just pass by, he finally quietly put his hood back on and began to walk quickly in the direction of the voice.
There was a complex and difficult to understand emotion in his eyes.
디에잇(명호)
"... ..."
Myungho, with his hood pulled down slightly, cautiously approached the direction from which the sound was coming.
A narrow, dark alley behind an empty warehouse.
In a place without a single streetlight, several men were surrounding a woman.
3 people, no, 4 people.
Myeongho narrowed his eyes.
Among the Chinese men, a woman who appeared to be Korean was shaking and shaking off their hands.
Her lips were white, and she looked around with tearful eyes.
강시연
"Please...stop...just let me go..."
A familiar language. It was definitely Korean.
And I could intuitively tell that the woman was the one who had been crying out, 'Please save me.'
Myungho's gaze sharpened slightly. Meanwhile, the Chinese the men were speaking lingered in his ears.
"Let's sell it.", "I can get a high price for this kind of kid."
For a moment, Myungho felt his heart sink. Those words weren't a joke.
디에잇(명호)
"干什么呢？(What are you doing?)"
He appeared at the end of the alley, his tone calm, but there was anger inside him.
The men were startled and hesitated for a moment, but then their expressions distorted again and they spoke.
"Who are you?", "Don't mind me!"
However, Myeongho did not budge even in the face of threats, and Siyeon's eyes widened at Myeongho's sudden appearance.
Although his appearance was unexpected, at that moment his presence felt like a ray of light.
디에잇(명호)
"Is that enough?"
He spoke quietly. Then a man approached Myeong-ho, swearing, and Myeong-ho glared at the man's arm.
puck!!
The moment the man's hand rose, Myeongho reflexively slapped his arm away. The opponent's wrist dangled in midair.
In an instant, the man lost his balance and stumbled, and without an inch of hesitation, Myeongho grabbed Siyeon's wrist and pulled it tightly.
디에잇(명호)
"Jump."
At the same time, a siren sound blared loudly from Myungho's cell phone. The men flinched at the rapid warning sound.
Beep---!!!!!
The sound of a police whistle could be heard from afar. The men's expressions suddenly distorted.
"Run away!!!"
Myungho started running ahead without letting go of Siyeon's hand.
The alleyway was noisy with footsteps. The police officers followed, and the men scattered to the other side.
I was out of breath, but I didn't have time to look back.
Siyeon's hands were cold and trembling. Myeongho gritted his teeth and ran to the end of the alley.