White Olive Tree

56 • No Breakup

The sun sets in the west, and the orange sunlight shines obliquely on the empty and deserted streets.

The quiet alleys and dilapidated buildings, the setting sun shone through the slender windows, like a soft gauze, draped over the legs of Song Lisa and Li Jungkook.

The two of them sat with their backs against the wall in a shady corner of the room.

Li Jungkook rested his head on Song Lisa 's shoulder, closed his eyes, and breathed evenly, as if he was asleep.

Song Lisa unconsciously tilted her head towards him, her cheek lightly touching his soft hair.

Her eyes were red and she was in a daze.

Suddenly, her palms felt warm. Li Jungkook held her hand tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

He frowned hard, disgusted with himself for saying those three words again.

"No." Song Lisa shook her head. "You are doing what you think is right. You want to save them."

"It's not just them," he said.

She knew, but didn't respond and waited for him.

"slowly."

"Um?"

"You asked me before if I had any difficulties that I couldn't overcome."

"Um."

"Do you remember last year, September 26th?"

She was stunned. How could she not remember it?

The suicidal woman detonated the bomb, and the shock wave at the moment of the explosion hit her like a wall.

"While everyone was running, there was a second bomb in the street."

She nodded, vaguely guessing that at that moment he pounced behind her because there was a more urgent situation behind.

"I wanted to tear it down, but failed." He restrained himself, his brows twitching, "There was no time, so I pushed the suicide attacker into a house on the roadside."

Song Lisa could already guess what he was going to say next, and a chill ran down her spine: "Is there someone inside?"

"Yes. A family of six." He said this very calmly and paused for a while without saying anything else.

There seems to be a chill floating in the dark corner.