Top Star Lee Kun-Woo

“Huff!”

I opened my eyes.

What I saw was a view of the room. A long, long clot in Bamboo Forest must have ended in his death.

But there were no injuries to the abdomen, and he was casting a cast to see if his limbs were broken. When I looked at her, I saw her crying.

I looked at my mother's face. Even when I was working in the fields under those bastards and living off the roots of weeds, my mother took care of him horribly. Even at the moment of death by bandits.

“Ugh, ugh! ”

“Oh, are you okay? ”

No, it's not.

My mother runs a little snack bar. You make excuses and refuse to ask for help. Nevertheless, He never made a sad face. Mother who wandered around as a flower flower, Mother who looks at herself with anxious eyes now.

The two images looked overlapping. It was a slightly different face but it was definitely the same person.

“How · · · · · · · · ·? ”

“That was close. It's a good thing there's nothing wrong with the bones except the broken ones · · If you hurt your head · · Gun ·, stop surprising your mom. ”

“Ahh · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

I remembered what happened. I saw a little boy jump into the road along the balloon and interrupted.

I saved it, but I felt like I was hit because I couldn't avoid the car I was facing. I could just ignore it, but I felt like I needed to find out why. Why? I just felt like I'd regret it for the rest of my life if I didn't.

‘What about self-defense machines and bare bodies? ’

Gun Woo was surprised when he thought seriously about it. I was thinking seriously about self-defense. It reaches the hardness of the picture and distributes Jingi seamlessly.

‘What. ’

Memories were overlapping. If you don't concentrate your consciousness, you are so confused that you can't tell the difference. It seemed as if there were two images simultaneously.

It was neither a dream nor a delusion. It was clearly his own memory that existed.

‘I'm dead and I'm alive. That was a lifetime ago. ’

Suddenly, I felt exhausted. I had a big frown on my headache. The waves surge in.

“Get some sleep. ”

I closed my eyes to Mother's words. A stroke on the forehead reminds me of a younger enemy.

* * *

I slept for several days and woke up again. The dream that continued was completely inside his head. I had a vivid dream. I had a dream that I didn't. I had a good dream. I had a very sad dream.

He realized it was never a lie. It was definitely a life that ended for him. I couldn't think of all the memories, but there was no regret in that death, only feeling of missing someone.

His name was Jincheon.

It was an unmanned man who was picked up as a protégé of the conquistador and walked the path of the sword. I don't know exactly what happened because I don't remember much, but he died fighting with a large group.

‘Maybe he's become deaf. Vengeance? ’

What was the revenge for? I couldn't think of anything. However, when I thought about it, my heart ached and my eyes turned red. The memories and feelings were never false. He was so sure.

‘I am now 23 years old. ’

As Igan Wu, his memory was intact. After seeing the black notice, I went straight to the army and almost died playing music. Of course, it couldn't have worked. Part of the security deposit and rent in the room was still being offered by my mother.

He spent many years in vain, unable to do anything to me until the moment of the accident. Sometimes he complained that everything was because of society, and that everything met the wrong parents. But he had every cause.

Perhaps if this memory hadn't come to mind, it would have been so for years to come. I was thinking of helping Mother with her work, but that was also a real escape.

Rarely do fools turn away from an enemy in front of them. Even if such folly piles up and piles up and catches on a coin mouth, there is nothing to say.

‘Pathetic. I'm such an idiot. ’

Gun Wu judged himself as if he were seeing someone else. Fortunately, he didn't get a loan or get one. Though it was clear that he had troubled Mother physically and physically.

‘Those who do not know Dory cannot escape. The teacher said that Dory, who was a child, was the first. If you'd seen me now, you'd be in pain. ’

I didn't have a good head. There was no clear agenda for willpower. At least I had a little face, so I could hang around and look nice. At that time, I thought I was a brilliant genius.

After my father died, my mother was responsible for my livelihood, but she only rotted in her mouth and became independent of music as an excuse. The other thing that was broken by the accident was also bought with Mother's money. As I turned to smoke, so was the amount needed.

I sighed deeply. He thinks he can build on himself, but his mind has changed, whether it's the memory of the past or the past.

Past and present. It would be you, including everything. He defined himself so. To move forward, he had to stand up clearly.

It was the same whether it was nothing or a door.

As I defined myself, my blurred vision became clear. The obstructed will expanded and the accident deepened. It was never in vain that I studied in my previous life.

It was an epiphany of memory.

Gun closes his eyes for a moment and opens. The cloudy eyes turned very clear. I felt pain physically and uncomfortable, but I was very refreshed mentally.

It was the most refreshing day of Gunwoo's 23-year life.

By the way, did you say you were coming today? ’

The boy's father was coming. The room with Gunwoo was a luxurious one-person room, not suited to his situation. Everything is said to be entirely the responsibility of the boy's father.

Gunwoo's mother was busy with the snack shop, so she had to come late at night, so I thought I'd have to meet her alone.

When I remembered Mother's face, Gun Woo's expression hardened.

Gunning breathes deeply into the rushing sadness. My mother died miserably after suffering. The scene was still vividly regenerated in my head.

The memory of that childhood came to me as a coin mouth. I overcame it, but after the wound disappeared, there was a scar. He's not as mature as he used to be. It felt like the wound had been ripped off again.

‘To save me · · · · to hide me · · · · · · · ·. ’

Mother's face was the same.

The same was true of his face in the mirror. even though he looks rather young and fragile than when he died. Now his mother is alive. I will now repay you for your transgressions in your past life.

“First · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Recovery comes first. He closes his eyes quietly. I focused my mind and felt the energy around me. At first, I didn't feel anything, but I felt a weak aura hiding in the atmosphere, reminiscent of past performances. It was an unbelievably small period compared to my previous life. And it was so contaminated that if he kept on celebrating, he would have become obsessed with the coin mouth.

‘I don't think I can do this. ’

He is also in a bad condition. It is safe to say that waste and solidified flesh accumulated for 22 years are the worst at getting acquainted with shamanism.

The Clean Heart Act required a clean routine. Even though he forcefully operated the Qingqing method, normal festivals were difficult. He pondered for a moment. He even knew how to clean up after accumulating tablecloths or fraud. I didn't know how he knew the difference, but it was in his memory.

I could see the effect if I operated the green heart method after cleaning the base with it in accordance with the green heart method.