Kyung got up, picked up each photo, attach them to the wall using adhesive tape attached to each corner torn and troubleshoot all the tapes, stacking them on shelves neatly and put clothes together all belongings his people into suitcases music still resound steady ... Three months later ... - Hello, Yukwon hyung ... - the other boy, do you call something that hyung heard forever huh? - French general telephone headphones makes Kyung grimaced. - Hi hi, sorry hyung, I was walking in to unwind should the computer in quiet mode hi hi ... - Well, laughing is good enough. These days, how? - I'm fine, I miss everyone very much ... - He gripped the phone in hand, trying not to cry. - Idiot. Me is about di.- Yukwon laughing and crying, but his voice. - Do not go anywhere hyung. - Hard Talk. - Later stable and will occasionally visited my family and everybody. - Yeah. Jiho it missed you too, that day on it was very shocking. It left all work schedule to come find you. Now just as the lost soul, every day people ask what my information does not, always curious about the week my parents to a dozen times. It said sorry then, I try to forgive it once to see ... - Do not mention that person hyung. But also prompted Hyung, I'll hang up there, always change the phone number for hyung considered. - Yah! He wanted to die, then give it a try. - Scream - Ah ... earache too go ... - Moaning. - His mother has asked me to forward to you a few important items. I will move to Shanghai by Minhyuk transfer him or he phones me just always go. - But I'm not in Shanghai ... - What? How does the guy a few months ago nose puffy eyes still fixed smile told me: "I will go to Shanghai to see some guy over there with pride as hyung's lyrics do not." Huh? - Ayyyyyyyy ... Hyung do not have scream like that. I also went to Shanghai, but the city was too gaudy, noisy, not suitable for a child at all. So you decide to travel, then tanVeniceo Italian wandering without realizing it. Here Koreans also live, they recognize me and helped me a lot. Over all, I got peace in this enchanting place already, so I will not go anywhere. - Laugh. - Nothing in Korea Star regrets? - Tram voice. - ... Yes hyung ... Many behind the other. But knowing how to be, procedures are done, another year I brought Nationality Italy then. I really need this place. - Laugh - Yeah ... Which map do you want to get, huh? Read the address for me right! - Ah ah ... hyung wait. Address is YYY ... AAA ... OOO ... III ... - Mai I will send for you. Come hang here, very expensive international rates. Bye, sweetheart! - Bye hyung! Kyung shutdown, smiling, a real smile though still king little tired. Taking a deep breath of air oVenice the freezing air, crossed the bridge through the quaint cottages, somewhat dark but not cold. Feeling when he first set foot in this place is very warm, each slab undergoing centuries every step of heating time. Like this strange city had hugged him in the heart, soothes the heart is burning his pain, even for such a body alone without feeling lonely or abandoned. Maybe it's because this place is not the same as South Korea, are not filled with the memories of both, not every step are sadly looked every street corner, where the first path is the image of someone who wants to forget ... . . . In somewhere ... - Well, you heard right? Record not its address? I can only help you so much alone. Put it on or not is due to him. - Yukwon waved his hands to the other person. - I know. Kids of this preparation. Bye hyung! Jiho Yukwon leave the house with a piece of paper in his hand. The sun shines down like gentle smile on his lips this time. Was the summer. Rain or sunshine? - This trip will probably be very long ... Huh? What Bada? - He smiled, gently put puppy in a cage. - I know, you will soon see that Choco. Soon, we will also see that person. The end
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