Summary
Hey, Woo-geon. “Yes, go ahead.” ―I have to get married. Woo-geon stepped on the brakes as the taillights of the car in front of him turned red. It was a life in which no one had particularly interfered. Woo-geon was bewildered by his grandfather’s sudden order to get married. “Are you telling me to take care of an orphan?” “Yes.” “Are you crazy?” “You crazy bastard.” “Did you have a twilight romance?” “Yes, you bastard.” His grandfather seemed to be going crazy as he pushed for a marriage with a twenty-two-year-old girl who was nine years younger than him. “Ha, you forced me to come, right? I’m okay. I’m only twenty-two, but I’m not so young that I don’t know anything. I’m sure that’s what you want, but I think you should stop me.” “Then why don’t you try to persuade me? Before you come out here.” Woo-geon just ate, ignoring the woman who was quickly becoming flustered. This kind of thing always happened in the same place.