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It's been two years , she smiled with teary eyes seeing her phone.

Dr. There's a crisis case if it's not too much trouble, pick up the pace ,!
She followed the voice placing the phone in the pocket of her white coat.
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Eomma, I am visiting the medical clinic for my ordinary test.
I'll get you after that.
Fare thee well

Text sent. !?!!

Waaa??? Isn't she too mature for playing with those balloons. He laughed noticing a young lady looking preety from behind in a short dark skirt with long dark hairs strolling in front of him conveying a ton of balloons and singing cheerfully viewing at the inflatables as if she is 2 year old.
!!!?
She must be insane.!
He smiled moving his eyes to the opposite side.

Yaaaaaa everybody, who need balloons?? She grinned at a gathering of kids playing in the park.
She was uproarious to such an extent that his eyes consequently followed the voice.

He observed unobtrusively as a lot of little children immediately surged towards her, yelling..
Noona ...I want one.

She appropriated every one of the inflatables individually while patting the children on their heads delicately.

He could just see her back which was joyful and excessively merry. As he was going to draw nearer to see her face an unexpected call intruded on him.

Ye eomma? He picked up the phone call.
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I will call you later.
Take care eomma.
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At the point when he pivoted., she had left...
everything he can see was the joy on the essences of kids who were playing with the balloons she had given.

He grinned and kept strolling towards his destination.
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Is it the young lady that made him smile or the joy on the essences of those little children was the explanation??

He was confounded too.

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