This beacon tower where they were was a rare section of level ground. Many tourists were gathered in small groups and resting against the wall while taking photographs in all sorts of different poses. Jungkook twisted off the lid on his bottle and took a drink of water. "Want me to take a picture of you?" When he finished saying this, he pulled out a light and thin, credit-card-sized camera.
Quickly, she typed off a three-word reply: We broke up. She then put away her mobile phone and in a very dedicated and dutiful fashion, stretched out her hand to take the camera. "Let me take one for you. It's your first time here."
While the two of them were each still politely relinquishing the chance to the other person, two middle-aged, foreign women suddenly cheerfully offered in English to take a photograph of the both of them together.
This was the first time Lisa had ever encountered a situation where, without even asking, someone had already volunteered themselves up to help take a picture, and was somewhat astounded by this. She glanced at Jungkook, but he merely smilingly handed the camera to one of the persons and said thank you.
When they had taken the camera back, she swept a gaze over it and very much had an urge to delete the picture.
Before, when Chaeyoung was a celebrity-chasing fan, she had said that you should never stand next to a celebrity to take a photograph together because it was basically a real-life version of Beauty and the Beast. Now, as she saw the photograph of herself and Jungkook, she had that same feeling.
The name, Pretty Lady's Bane was most certainly not given without reason.
Jungkook took the camera from her hands. With his back facing the sun, he examined it carefully and was very pleased. "This shot is quite nice." It's you, only, who looks 'quite nice.'
In the evening, as they headed back, Jungkook deliberately turned on the radio for her and told her to find a program that she liked listening to to pass the time. As she blearily started to drift off to sleep, she heard Jungkook call her. "Lisa, could I trouble you to please help me check my mobile phone to see who's looking for me? It's in the right pocket of my jacket."
She reached her hand over and slid it into the pocket, swiftly feeling for the phone.
One unread text message.
Lisa hesitated, then slid her finger over to unlock the screen before opening up the full message.
JK, I remember tomorrow is the anniversary of your mother's death. I've declined all the family activities and gatherings for you. Don't worry about anything and just rest. Jieun.
Anniversary of his mother's death? Lisa was utterly stunned. Tomorrow was her birthday.
Of course, Teacher Jeon would certainly not know that. If her memory served her correctly, March 27 of that year was the date of their first meeting in the Peking Union Medical College Hospital. So, his mother truly had passed away on that day.
"Who is it?" He turned his head to look at her.
Lisa raised his mobile phone up before his eyes.
"Thanks." After glancing it over, he turned his head back and continued driving. Nothing out of the ordinary. From the look in his eyes to the expression on his face, everything about him was calm as always. When it was time to get out of the vehicle, he still insisted on accompanying her all the way upstairs.
The apartment corridors were all installed with sound-activated lights. The light bulbs on the third and fourth floors, however, were burned out. As the two of them walked up past the second floor, Jungkook deliberately slowed his pace. "Tomorrow, I'll buy a couple of bulbs and while it's daytime, replace the ones that are burned out. Otherwise, if your grandmother is walking around at night, she could easily fall."
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