Chapter 4.
Siyeon departs a train to the capital, the destination is the group's dorm, not a hospital. She entered the house, the first thing she did was look to see if anyone was at home, the atmosphere here was empty and lonely.
It's early afternoon, why is there no one there, SuA and Handong must have gone out. Siyeon went into her room to arrange her things and climbed into bed, there was a feeling of emptiness inside her. She should have gone to the hospital for a check-up, her body was still hot, her head was still aching, the fever was still there, but she didn't go to the hospital, she didn't like going to the doctor at all.
Looks like she lied to her parents.
After an hour, Siyeon heard a beep at the door, someone had come home, and just entered the house while singing aimlessly. This habit Siyeon can tacitly know who.
- Siyeon!!
Siyeon heard it but pretended to be silent, that dolphin-like voice has no one other than that obnoxious Kim SuA.
- SIYEON!! – SuA's voice is louder, slightly annoyed.
Siyeon got up and walked out of the bedroom, her face showing a very grumpy expression, she complained.
- Why do you keep calling me that?
- Have you eaten?
- For what?
- I cook seaweed soup for you to eat, it will save you from getting sick
Siyeon didn't answer, sitting still on the kitchen counter, waiting for Kim SuA to cook. She didn't see SuA looking at her at all, SuA just kept staring at the pot of seaweed soup waiting to boil.
- How do you know I'm home?
- Your leopard-skin sandals are in front of the door, if you don't come back, who else will? - SuA put the spices in the soup, still not looking at the other person.
After a few minutes, a bowl of seaweed soup plus a little rice was ready, Siyeon took a spoon to eat, feeling extremely happy in her heart, because this dish is so delicious. From yesterday until now, everything she ate was bland, because she was sick, she couldn't eat well.
In the middle of eating, SuA walked into her room and ignored Siyeon.
- Well, where are you going?
- I have work to do.
The door sounded, the old feeling of emptiness returned, Siyeon put the spoon down on the cup, pressed the wrinkles, she sensed that her appetite had disappeared.
So the bowl of seaweed soup was half eaten by Siyeon.
