#192. Everything I Want to Do. 3
Hye-rim Lee looked at Woo-jin, doubting her ears.
“What did you just say?”
She, who had been asking blankly, suddenly smiled faintly.
It's a joke again.
“Hey, isn’t it boring?”
Woojin smiled faintly and placed his left hand on the table.
And then I fixed my gaze on the watch that Lee Hye-rim had given me a long time ago.
“This watch. I’ve been careful with it ever since I got it, always thinking, ‘Will it get scratched? Will it break?’”
Woojin turned his gaze and looked at her again.
“Just as you thought of this watch that way, Hye-rim thought of you that way too.”
When I first met Hye-rim Lee, I thought I would learn things I didn't know through her, but not anymore.
As time passed, she changed a lot, and I changed too.
Looking back, Lee Hye-rim, who looked at me, was always smiling, and without realizing it, I found myself smiling more and more as I looked at her.
At that moment, Lee Hye-rim looked down for a moment.
Did a minute pass like that?
She raised her head again and looked straight at Woojin and asked.
“You’re not joking right now, are you?”
"huh."
“Are you using your ticket now?”
Woojin nodded slowly and smiled.
"huh."
She took a long, sigh-like breath as she ran her hand through her long hair.
"ha…."
Then he smiled brightly, revealing his white teeth.
I never imagined that those words would come out of Woojin's mouth, but they did.
“I can’t help it since you’re using a ticket. Let’s get married.”
"this."
What Woojin took out were two movie tickets.
I could have paid with my phone, but instead I went and paid in person.
Because that's what I wanted to do.
“I wanted to see this movie with you.”
It was a romantic comedy movie.
“2 hours left?”
"huh."
Woojin answered and took something else out of his bosom.
It was an old notebook, and Woojin turned about a third of the page over and held it out to her so she could see it.
“Hye-rim, can you take a look at this?”
“What is this?”
Immediately, the words Woojin had written filled her eyes.
[Walking hand in hand with Hye-rim, going to the zoo with Hye-rim, eating ice cream on the street with Hye-rim, riding an amusement ride with Hye-rim (passing on the Viking), giving Hye-rim flowers, going to the valley with Hye-rim, carrying Hye-rim, with Hye-rim…]
Her eyes turned red as she read the dense writing.
Strangely, my heart was pounding and I felt like crying.
It touched her more than any material gift or any words.
Hye-rim Lee lifted her face to the ceiling and cooled the tears that threatened to flow.
“You want to try all of this with me, right?”
“Yeah. I want to try it like a couple on a date. Only with you.”
At that moment, Lee Hye-rim stood up from her seat, putting her bag on her shoulder.
"let's go."
“Already? There are still two hours left until the movie starts.”
“Let’s walk there.”
So the two of them left the coffee shop and started walking side by side.
They just walked without saying a word to each other. No, Lee Hye-rim's hand kept twitching.
I thought I just had to catch Woojin, but it was strangely difficult.
That was when.
Woojin's hand slipped into hers.
“Your hands are warm.”
Woojin walked slowly, shaking his hand back and forth in time with his steps.
The two were mixed in with the crowd, and people could not tell that Woojin and Lee Hye-rim were a couple who had just started dating.
It was a fact known only to the parties involved.
That made it even more special.
Although their backs were different, their hearts were the same.
And a lot has changed.
"uh?"
Lee Hye-rim suddenly stopped walking. No, she quickly changed direction and started moving again.
The place we arrived at in a short while was an ice cream place that looked like something you would see at an amusement park.
“Please give me two.”
Colorful ice cream was piled high on cones and held in Woojin and her hands.
Lee Hye-rim smiled brightly and lifted the ice cream.
"braided!"
"braided!"
The two clinked their ice creams together as if they were toasting.
The ice cream was sweet and smooth.
The two walked again, holding hands, and Lee Hye-rim's head fell on Woo-jin's shoulder.
I wanted to fully experience this feeling.
To your heart's content.
* * *
The next day, a single line of news appeared on the Internet.
[Recently, the news that a middle school student donated a considerable amount of 700 million won to a daycare center has been spreading, creating a lot of buzz. What’s even more surprising is that this isn’t the only time…]
The reporter who wrote the article was standing at the school gate as if waiting for someone.
Not even 10 minutes passed like that.
We discovered a middle school student who had dimples every time he smiled.
The reporter quickly approached Han Bo-ra.
“Student Han Bora, is that right?”
Han Bora instinctively stepped back and asked.
"who are you?"
She smiled kindly, tucking her hair behind her ear.
And he handed me his business card.
[Reporter Lee Si-yeon]
“I’m a reporter. I heard you donated a lot of money recently….”
“It’s not me?”
The reporter blinked and glanced at Han Bora.
If you look at his bag and shoes, he looks like an ordinary middle school student, except for the pretty things.
The reporter forced a smile again.
“I came knowing everything.”
Because it matched the photo of her eating pizza with bright faces with the children at the daycare.
Han Bora hesitated again.
Suddenly, I remembered what Uncle Woojin had said.
'If you do something good and want someone to know about it, it's not a good thing. But if it naturally becomes known to the world, it's a good thing. Good people are role models and have a positive influence on people in some way. Like a happy virus.'
At the time he heard this, Han Bo-ra thought deeply about whether he was a good person.
The answer was given by Uncle Woojin.
'Our Bora is kind and gentle. She likes to donate without anyone knowing. She's no different from celebrities.'
There were celebrities like that.
He said he didn't want people to know about his donation.
But later on, it eventually becomes known and I get to do an interview.
It's a kind of image marketing.
But for Han Bora, donation had a different meaning.
I thought about my past and felt really happy seeing their smiles.
“Did the student donate it? How did he get that much money…?”
“Bora, who are you?”
Han Bora's head turned back at the voice that suddenly came out.
A woman wearing a hat, a white t-shirt, and skinny jeans.
It was Lee Hye-rim who said we should go look at clothes together today.
“Sister!”
Han Bo-ra linked arms with Lee Hye-rim and hugged her tightly.
And then he looked at the reporter and whispered something to Lee Hye-rim.
Lee Hye-rim's eyes became dull as she heard the story.
And then he approached the reporter.
“He’s a kid who wants to be quiet. So just go back.”
“Good things must be known….”
Lee Hye-rim's white eyebrows narrowed slightly.
“Do you really think so?”
"yes?"
“You’re not just putting others on the line of people’s lips to get flies to swarm you, are you? Are you just trying to take advantage of them?”
“No. That’s not it….”
“You’re still a minor. You might be going through puberty. Do you think you’re old enough to withstand the distorted gaze of people you’ve never met?”
The reporter waved his hand.
“I came here with really good intentions.”
“Then just go.”
The reporter licked his lips at Lee Hye-rim's cold tone.
“Well, if that’s what you mean, I understand.”
The reporter turned around and walked away.
Lee Hye-rim quietly fixed her gaze on her back.
Han Bo-ra approached Lee Hye-rim and gave her a thumbs up.
“Sister, you were so charismatic.”
Lee Hye-rim smiled faintly.
“Why… I see, you seem to be starting to speak like Woojin more and more?”
“Hehehe, oh my… something like this?”
She asked, giggling again.
“I think the reporter gave you something earlier? What did he give you?”
“It’s a business card.”
“Sister, do you want to give it to me?”
After receiving a business card from Han Bora, she brought the cell phone to her ear.
“Mr. Cha, it’s me.”
After finishing the call that simply, I headed straight to the department store.
Han Bora started by looking at shoes.
Ironically, I wasn't buying just one or two pairs of shoes, but several pairs in different sizes.
It was the same with clothes, not just shoes.
During a video call, I even showed the other person how this was and how that was.
It was about taking care of children at the orphanage.
Lee Hye-rim smiled proudly as she looked at Han Bo-ra like that.
I sent the things I bought like that by courier.
“Let’s go buy some Bora now. My sister is buying it!”
“Luxury goods aren’t pretty….”
To Han Bora’s eyes, luxury goods looked strange.
Lee Hye-rim nodded, saying that it could be possible.
Because the perspectives of children and adults can always be different.
It's always been like that.
Whenever I asked Han Bora what she thought of this, she would just laugh awkwardly.
“You have to buy what you like.”
“I think that kind of thing is pretty.”
Han Bora pointed to the tops in another store with her finger.
“Look.”
"yes?"
“That’s a luxury item.”
"iced coffee…."
* * *
That moment.
Reporter Lee Si-yeon, who was waiting for the company's elevator, was checking her cell phone.
The phone screen contained a photo of Lee Hye-rim and Han Bo-ra moving by car at the school gate.
"oh my god…."
Reporter Lee Si-yeon recognized Lee Hye-rim at a glance, although she didn't show it.
And I secretly took a picture of the two of them on my cell phone.
A middle school student is donating hundreds of millions of won, and that middle school student is related to Lee Hye-rim, who is rising in the Shinwha Group.
A more exciting picture than any article was drawn on its own.
“This is a real jackpot.”
She had a feeling that the elevator was unusually late today.
He wanted to let everyone in the office know that he had hit the jackpot.
So the elevator arrived and she opened the door to the office and went in.
“Manager!”
“My eardrums are going to fall off.”
She spoke with force in her eyes.
“I asked about a big case!”
“What is it? Are you going to make a fuss like last time, doing something stupid? Are you sure?”
They immediately published a correction article saying that it was groundless.
“Look at this.”
She showed the manager the pictures she took with her cell phone.
“There’s an article I wrote about a middle school student who donated hundreds of millions of won. I think that middle school student has something to do with Lee Hye-rim of Shinwha Group.”
The manager's eyes widened.
Even though she was wearing a hat, it definitely looked like Lee Hye-rim.
“Hey, this… .”
Just then the landline rang.
"wait for a sec."
The manager answered the phone.
“Yes. Manager Kim Kyung-ho… .”
The manager couldn't continue speaking and just listened. No, his face was stiff.
"All right."
He hung up the phone and spoke to Lee Si-yeon.
“Get that middle schooler article down quickly.”
She asked with wide eyes.
"yes?"
“Get down quickly. Don’t even mention Lee Hye-rim.”
“What are you saying, Manager?”
“Hey Inma. Do you know who’s calling you just now?”
“Manager, this is a huge deal….”
At that moment, she felt a presence behind her and turned around with a start.
It was Woojin, dressed in a suit, who had stopped by the CEO's office a little while ago.
Woojin took action himself after receiving a call from Cha Joo-hyuk, who was planning to take follow-up measures after seeing the pre-screening.
Because it was about none other than his own person, Han Bo-ra.
There is only one purpose for visiting this place.
"who…?"
At her question, Woojin opened his mouth without any expression.
“Should I break the pen before you listen? Or should I blow off my balls before you listen?”
