The Best Wedding Of Your Life | 2jin

Unexpected guest

23.10.2022

How beautiful is autumn. Carpets of leaves cover the ground, gradually flying upward and desperately falling downward; a light breeze with the smell of those very leaves' oozes into your nostrils as if reminding you that this lazy season is back; the time when kids also lazily stomp to schools, and teenagers are locked in the walls of the house with a cup of tea in their hands when all your dreams fall asleep.

From a small building, you can hear hum and music, laughter and crying, joy and sorrow. The music is loud, rhythmic, with a hollow bass in the chest. Guests dance and sing, drink and eat, talking to each other along the way. It would seem that everything is very good, today is the wedding of two newlyweds, the union of two souls together, an oath of loyalty and care. The groom glows with happiness, accepts congratulations from family and friends, smiles all over his face, hearing the warm wishes of the guests. But where is the bride herself, who should be more joyful than the rest?

In the senseless dance of leaves under an old pavilion, the outline of a girl is visible from the outside; a long white dress, a beautifully styled hairstyle, and a lost sight at the sky. A thousand thoughts hover in her head, tickling her soul and heart. The girl is insanely happy today, but for some reason, at this very moment, something disturbed her or suddenly alarmed her: a memory, a situation, a question. It could have been anything.

Calmly inhaling and exhaling the autumn air, the bride with brown eyes, thinking about something, looked at the sky, then at the wooden creaky floor of the gazebo.

Behind her, slow steps were heard, which were clearly directed in her direction, now and then stepping on the crisp foliage. Turning abruptly, the girl in a wedding dress saw a girl who innocently approached her. Her hands were shoved into her pockets, her eyes had a hint of sadness that might have kept her awake; black tux and hair, and the same brown eyes, which sadly looked only at our bride.
The bride herself did not believe her own eyes but did not show it. Only slightly opening her lips, Heejin did not take her eyes off the girl. She nervously bit her lower lip, blushing with embarrassment, which is why she bites her lip until it bleeds.

"Hyunjin?" the girl asked incredulously, biting her lip again. A double feeling covers her from head to toe.
I want it to be her. But how bad it would be if it really was her.

"I heard you have a wedding today" ignoring the girl's question, thereby answering it, said Hyunjin, moving her foot along the asphalt, sometimes glancing at the girl. "with that Yongseok. I decided to come and congratulate you on such an event." in her voice there was more than once a note of sadness, which was also read in her eyes, and lies.

The girl began to shift from foot to foot, biting her lip harder. Her gaze ran in all directions, like a hare from a wolf. There were so many questions in her head.
Why did you come here? What's the real reason? Why didn't you tell me in advance? Are you really glad? What are you hiding?

Hyunjin was awaiting an answer.

"It really is you ..." the daughter-in-law answers happily and sadly at the same time. After all, the girl standing in front of her turned out to be the very same Hyunjin who was the love of her life 5 years ago.

The Internet. Social network.
Two teenagers who fell in love with each other, never met each other, dreamed of a happy future, vowed never to leave, but everything has an end. Something went wrong. Breakup, tears, pain, resentment. New people, places. And nothing else is shared.

"Would you like to dance?" Hyunjin asked hopelessly, finally turning her eyes to Heejin, looking her up and down, smiling imperceptibly.

Heejin hesitated. A slight heat enveloped her body, cheeks, insides. Sighing heavily, she held out her hand to the lady, allowing herself to lead.