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"Mr. Jeon, the above is the result of your inspection. Your heart condition is not very well, I suggest that you stay in hospital for a few days so we can be sure about everyone..."

Jungkook merely stayed at the hospital for a day. He was led back and forth to have his body checked like a puppet on a string, his mind went totally blank. The doctor advised him to quit smoking and alcohols but he knew it wouldn't help at all because there was a certain person that he couldn't quit.

His beloved one, the boy he couldn't get off his mind since schooldays, whose smile was sweeter than flowers. And when he smiled, there was a cute little dimple on one side of his cheeks. The two of them together had gone through the greatest hardship that others couldn't stand throughout their entire lives. However, when life got better, everything changed. Seokjin smiled less and became quieter. His eyes looked increasingly sad day by day. It was all his fault. He puckered his lips and huffed hard. He didn't want to cry at the moment.

Not until his cellphone rang for quite a while awake Jungkook space. He took it out and answered the phone.

"Mr. Jeon? This is the Estate Management Department."

"What's the matter?" Jungkook answered weakly.

"Here's the thing, at the beginning of this month, you asked for CCTV footage regarding something. There's still a small part remaining unchecked. Would you still like to watch it? It will be hard to find if you want to leave it for the next time."

Jungkook was going to say forget it. He didn't have time for this pointless stuff. But deep inside, he still kept the last bit of faith. He would rather be troubled with trivialities than miss the slightest chance.

He drove home without even taking the medical examination reports.

"Mr. Jeon." CCTV Security staff greeted him. This is a high-end community with a civilized security team. "We spotted something odd during the replay so we called you to have a double-check. Come and have a look, please."

Jungkook's heart jerked. His fingers were quivering.

Due to privacy protection, apart from the lanes across the community, inside the buildings, only elevators and escape ways were equipped with CCTV monitors, and there weren't any near doorways of each apartment. But even so, he was sure that the car showing up and the guys going upstairs that day were related to Kim Taehyung.

"This, can you magnify it?" Jungkook tapped on the computer screen that paused on a man in a camel coat.

The enlarged face of the man felt weirdly familiar to him. It felt like he saw him somewhere but he couldn't remember, let alone confirm his identity. A quick thought flashed by in his head—the man on the screen looked handsome, the eyes and brows and lower jaw on his emotionless face somehow looked like... Kim Namjoon. He was right.

Jungkook couldn't stay calm anymore as his heart twitched. "Play the video back. Pause on those car plates."

He took note of the numbers of every car plate himself and called the director of road and transport Seoul right after he walked out.

That day, the entire police station was busy analyzing the video. All they had been told was some criminal gang had driven off to the south.

He had a piece of paper on which Taehyung's car plate was underlined sent to Namjoon along with one statement. "We’ll see until I track them down."

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During winter in the south, it felt warmer outside the house than inside on a sunny day. Seokjin went out to enjoy the sunshine which he didn't normally do.

Taehyung was pruning the branches of the plants, the leaves were thick but there wasn't any bud at all.

"It's almost February, when will I be able to see the flowers you planted?" Seokjin looked at the doctor while lazily sitting on a little stool holding his chin. "There are only leaves."

Taehyung stopped what he was doing. He walked to Seokjin, leaned over and touched his forehead with the back of his hand that hadn't got dirt on it. He then heaved a sigh of relief, lowered his hand and stroked his face. "Soon after the budding," He thought about it and smiled, "I'm sure they will bloom in April"

Seokjin spiritless looked away, "April is so far from now, I don't know if I'll be able to see it at this rate."

The smile on Taehyung's face was instantly gone. "No, don't say something like that ever again." He said.

Seokjin sighed and gave the doctor a comforting smile. "I said it without thinking. It was meant to push them to bloom sooner for me." Seokjin was fully aware of the mental torment Taehyung had undertaken these days if his love was genuine. Granted, taking care of a patient was exhausting and nerve-racking, but the mental torment as in watching the one you cared emaciating and decaying was the real pain.

Taehyung squatted in front of Seokjin but didn't buy the consolation at all. His eyes were complicated when looking into his eyes. He then very slowly got close to him, made very slight contact on Seokjin's lips.

He didn't avoid it.

Taehyung's tears fell off at once, leaving him no chance to conceal his sadness. Feeling rather awkward, he buried his head on Seokjin's lap.

Seokjin drooped his eyelids, the way he looked at the doctor was heartbreakingly gentle. "Don't do this anymore in the future, it will make me feel guilty." Guilty about the unforgettable one in his heart, and the limited time he still had for him.