Was it because of the black clothes? Why did I
like it so much even though whenever I went out in that outfit something went
were mess?
He is the brother of a woman is related to my father business. Father
emphasized he graduated Seoul National University and if I do not say 'No', the
marriage is done. It is tiring to meet a man, date. It seemed that it would be
convenient to marry a person whom a parent decides.
I went out wearing those black clothes with a
relaxed mind. I was sure 'I am marrying him’ this is last matchmaking. A man
with a well-built body, a curly hair on a large white forehead, and a
Schubert-like person were sitting down. I liked him at first sight. As soon as
I share a few words, he said, “lets go to a drink.” The college I attended is
as if I’m drink every day, men used to ask me a drink. Well I want it too.
The man poured alcohol into his mouth for a
while and said, "There is a woman who has been dating for a long time. I
was forced to meet with you because my sister is against marrying her. Please
do me a favor to tell your father that you don’t like me.” Somehow the progress
was fast. I thought that the world was not my side. I was dazed for a moment
and couldn’t tell where to look.
In order to change the face of the agonizing
man and the awkward mood, I grabbed a glass of alcohol and poured it into my
mouth and poured alcohol into his glass. I emptied the glass and falling my
heads with his inevitable love story.
I met a man I liked after a long time. I wish I
could meet someone like this, but I could not intervene in others' sad and
noble love.
"I do not like him."
"What?" "I don't like his pop-up forehead and curly hair."
"Are you out of mind? Don't you think about your age." And he looked
up at the ceiling for a while and said, “Marriage is no big deal.” You are free
to live as you please."
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