Chapter Two
The dilapidated five-story building, said
to have been built for 100 years, was old enough to withstand the bitter blizzard that blows every winter, let alone an elevator. The noisy, swaying windows seemed to screech and cough on his senile body. But somehow they endured each year with amazing strength.
"Wait a little longer. I have another hundred years to live."
The old woman, owner of the pension,
felt a strong affection for the old building that she had bought with the money shehad accumulated throughout her life,she always built it as if she were a girl. As the window shook in the strong wind blowing. Lee Won smiled bitterly at the familiar back of the old lady who hit the windowsill as usual and muttered to herself.
"It is a building that has lived longer than my grandmother."
Her smiling face was reflected in the old woman's presence when her voice sounded again.
"It is a building that will survive."
As usual, Lee Won approached her lightly and kissed her gray hair.
"It's a little late. Did you have a bad day
today?"
"Is there anything different? It's almost
dinner time. Wash up and come downstairs."
Lee Won agreed without saying anything and went straight up the stairs.
Back door leading to the kitchen. Even for Lee Won with legs long, steep stairs of a 100-year-old building are not a good combination. This is especially true for grandmothers with arthritis.
Thanks to this, the first weight that the
street gives is connected with the
Grandma's room behind the old cafe.
his room was up. Due to his innate light
weight, he can jump high stairs with ease, but this old ladder gives you a sense of
tension and excitement at all times.
The reason why he, who was using the
top floor, was transferred to the
second was when his grandmother
collapsed suddenly the winter
past. After that, Lee Won would go up to
his room through the cafe.
instead of the entrance of a separate
building. It is one of the routines
has become a habit after moving rooms
to check the
grandma's status and report that she has
returned home, but
Fortunately, his health has not shown any
signs of deterioration.
Returning to his room, which is being
used as an office and
residence, Lee Won immediately took off
his suit and put on a sweater
old and old jeans. Only two suits must be
carefully arranged to
next time. With quick, familiar hand
movements, he arranged
the suit and hung it in the closet, then
went back downstairs.
"Is there anything I can do to help you?"
To Lee Wn's question, Grandma
