The Third-Gen Chaebol Becomes a Genius Actor

Ch 69

"Grandma... I feel strange."

Young Yoo Yeon-seo gently grabbed the finger of his grandmother, Park Geum-joo. Park Geum-joo had a dark and tired expression. In a way, she seemed to see her grandson as a thorn in her side.

"Mom, I keep seeing Mom."

Yoo Yeon-seo looked past Park Geum-joo's shoulder into the air. Two feet floating in the air vaguely appeared and then disappeared. Perhaps because the memory synchronization was not yet complete, they appeared faintly like that. Young Yoo Yeon-seo would have seen them more vividly at the time.

"Uh..."

Looking at her grandson with a blank face, Park Geum-joo pushed away his hand asking for help. Her gesture was quite cold, making his hand feel icy.

Why? When Yoo Yeon-seo raised his head with a confused expression, the grandmother he knew as a child was no longer there.

"I'm scared..."

Unable to withstand the cold gaze of her grandmother, Yoo Yeon-seo ran away from the spot, wiping away the flowing tears with his sleeve.

Even then, the apparition of Lee Hee-seo seen through the window seemed to warn him not to tell anyone.

"Sob... Ugh..."

Now in his own room, which was no longer an annex but a main building, young Yoo Yeon-seo hugged his knees and cried.

///TL: T-T literally so much ouch omg. This whole part--no, this whole story, just one big ouch ///

<Random memory synchronization complete, synchronization rate 31.19%>

When he closed his eyes and opened them again, he wasn't the 8-year-old Yoo Yeon-seo but the 28-year-old Yoo Yeon-seo.

"Ugh!"

Yoo Yeon-seo, who was vomiting blood from the aftermath of memory synchronization, sat on the bathroom floor. He felt dizzy and his body was heavy, unable to muster the strength to get up.

"Ha ha!"

Suddenly, laughter erupted as he stared blankly at the bathroom light. He didn't know why he was laughing. It just came out. Laughing like that, he grabbed the toilet again and retched.

His sleeve was smeared with blood around his mouth, and his shirt and pants were stained with blood too.

"I have to tell my family. Or maybe friends..."

What did Jin Su-ho say next? He said he could help like himself, didn't he?

"That's nonsense."

It wouldn't change anything if he told them. The grandmother, to whom he first reached out for help, ignored him and treated him with disdain ever since.

No wonder he hadn't told anyone in the family. There was no point.

"Ah, damn it."

Swear words came out involuntarily. It was because he thought he saw something like a white skirt inside the bathroom through the mirror.

He bowed his head deeply, but when he gathered the courage to look again, there was nothing. It was just a misconception about a white towel.

"I might really go crazy at this rate."

Is my real self going crazy? Going crazy, unable to distinguish right from wrong, suddenly getting angry?

Yoo Yeon-seo kept bursting into laughter. Laughing too much, he repeatedly bowed his head to vomit, unable to contain the blood he hadn't spat out yet. If someone saw, they would think it was a scene from a horror or gore movie.