"Remember colonel, your love for this boy is a homeland betrayal"
This book is my translation and all rights are reserved to the original author + the cover
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He was standing on the sidewalk, showers of rain knocking on his black umbrella canopy, looking at the shop's signboard on which "the bird and the snowman jewelry store" were written, and how the words seemed very familiar.
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Does that mean he has reached his destination? The address Christopher had written down on the paper, he checked it again and it turned out to be the correct one.
A lot of eager thoughts playing in his mind, does he remember him? Will he run into his arms as before when he sees him? He wonders about his look, how did he become a young man of twenty-three years of age now?
He remained looking at the store board, didn't notice the one who was looking at him among the passing crowd on the other side, hat over his black bangs, looking as if the face opposite him was familiar.
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(imagine his hair is black)
The moment their eyes met, time had stopped, everything around them was moving in slow motion, and the chaos surrounding them disappeared as if there was no one else left in the area, only showers of rain, and heartbeats...
This silence, which lasted for minutes, was interrupted by the colonel's smile. He glanced left and right, then ran across the road, his shoes causing water droplets to splash out. He had reached the other side and in front of the young man of European appearance, though his features had not changed and were the same as those of his baby.
"Jiminie," he said with a smile, his heart trembling with happiness. He tilted the umbrella to protect both of them. Taehyung looked at Jimin, who was standing silent "My little boy!" He said again and received no response His eyebrows furrowed lightly, "Why is my baby so surprised?" He extended his hand, to touch his cheek, but the little boy's hand came first slapping his own, pushing it away. "Don't touch me!" he spoke finally, sharp and rude tone.
V's smile faded and his heart ached he swallowed thickly "Jimin" "I'm not Jimin," he snapped "But J-" "Alex... Alex Armanto Parmande, that's my name, and now excuse me, mister," he said, then walked passed him and entered his jewelry store.
