To Our Pure Little Beauty

Chapter 21

When I woke up, Jungkook had already disappeared. He left a note at the bedside, asking me to return home after I woke up.

I searched out my phone and looked, it was already past eleven o’clock, I could eat lunch. Thinking that Jungkook  hadn’t really eaten much in the morning, I wanted to buy some food for him to eat before leaving.

Hence, I swept and parted my hair for a little while before leaving the room. Upon leaving the room, I so happened to run into that sanitation worker auntie, I very happily went up and asked her, “Auntie, where is the hospital canteen?”

She looked at me, then looked at the door of Jungkook’s office, and said, “I don’t know.”

Her tone of voice was very harsh, as if I was scum.

I said again, “Haven’t you been working in the hospital for a few decades, how can you not know where the canteen is?”

She used a gaze of looking at faeces to size me up from head to toe, and said with revulsion, “Even if I know, I won’t tell you.”

I was shocked by her frankness, and felt that she really was an honest person who made a clear difference between what she loved and what she hated, and who really poured out her whole heart and soul to tell it as it was. 

After she finished speaking, she then walked onwards pushing the rubbish bin, before she turned round the corner she even loudly lamented, “People nowadays deliver gifts till they deliver on the bed, really disgusting.”

Facing the glass window of the corridor, I took measure of myself, my clothes were a little wrinkled, my hair was a little messy, but it didn’t appear like I had been ravaged too. I felt grieved that I was always being misunderstood, at the same time I also felt grieved for this auntie’s humanity. She would rather believe that I was a nutcase or that I was on the casting couch, yet she was unwilling to believe that we were only a couple that loved each other. Of course, this could also be because I had a face that didn’t look like an innocent woman, but it was also more possible that Jungkook always had extremely terrible rumours and comments about him, causing the masses of society to lose faith in his conduct. 

In order not to encounter such a cold countenance like that of the sanitation worker auntie again, I decided to depend on my own strength to search for the mysterious whereabouts of that canteen. Just as I was wandering about in the hospital, Jungkook called.

He said, “Have you woken up?”

I said, “Just woke up.”

He said, “Then be more careful on your way back.”

I went silent for a little while, before speaking, “Have you eaten?”

He said, “Mm, I’m eating with the family members of a patient.”

I spoke, “Okay, I got it, I’ll go back.”

Nowadays, even doctors had to accompany their clients for meals. And I didn’t know why I was a little disappointed, perhaps it was that I was hungry and yet he didn’t invite me to freeload a meal together. What is known as “going into battle, it’s best to have father and son as soldiers”, freeloading meals, it’s best to have a couple doing so, he really wasn’t sensible. 

I took a shower when I got home, then changed into a set of comfortable clothes and sat on the bed lost in thought. This weekend was endlessly long, fragmented into bits and pieces such that it wasn’t real at all. One moment my heart would swell till it was full, the next moment it would be sucked out till it was empty. Hesitatingly, I curled my legs up in front of my chest and hugged them, this pose was to match with the current apprehension and worries about loss and gain in my heart. The pose in addition to my mentality, I felt that I really was a flower-petal-like young woman.