You Still Loved Me... || MinSung

3. A Smile

He closed his eyes softly, letting the warm breeze crease his face, making his hair wave in the air slowly.

It's just like that day.

Exactly this warm, exactly this peaceful and quiet, with him, exactly this much want to end it all, but now, his strength for that was gone. Maybe for a while. Maybe he can collect some courage back in sometime, close his eyes just like that day, climb up on this stone bridge wall again with an empty head and let his body, his soul, his everything go.

A loud splash of water will be unheard to the world, just like that day.

Just some more time, then maybe he will have enough strength to face and endure that pain again. And now when he knows how bad it hurts, it will be easy this time.

He slowly opened his eyes, blinking at a distance in the beautiful blue sky, before he slowly lowered his head, staring at the river he first saw 2 weeks ago and immediately thought of it as the best escape.

He blinked at the fresh running water shining under the sunlight.

"Soon" was all he mumbled before his eyes suddenly fell onto his own wrist which was laying on the stone bridge wall.

He blinked at his wrist for a few seconds, before he heartbeat started raising and he immediately pulled his sleeve till half of his palm with panic movements, hiding his wrist properly.

' "These were the only full sleeves shirt and full trousers I had..." '

He blinked as his mind repeated that voice again and again.

It has been 2 weeks since that day.

2 weeks since he came here, in this beautiful peaceful village with greenery all round. Long fresh grass, a fresh clean freely flowing river. At a little distance, people from the village working at their rice farms. Those small houses with some have animals outside. Some having cows, some a dog. Kids playing around while the adults sat under a tree to breath for a bit. It was all so peaceful.

It had so much life in it.

And from all these people, there was that one boy. That boy who... who... who was so kind.

He blinked at the village and then back at his hands, feeling his heart and mind as numb as always.

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The boy released a heavy breath as he lifted his basket full of water from the well and finally got up, pulling it over his shoulders like a bag pack.

He walked quietly, face down as always, blinking and glancing up at people from his own village working and roaming around as he made his way towards his own small land of his rice farm.

"Look! Appa got me this!"

He looked up towards the voice and saw 2 girls and 3 boys giggling excitedly, playing with a random toy that one of those girl's father bought for her from the town nearby.

He blinked at the toy as his eyes shined looking at a red toy car on the ground, moving on its own.

He blinked in curiosity and looked towards the girl and saw a remote control in her hands as she tried to learn how to use it properly, they all giggling at her silly mistakes as she bums the car every now and then onto something.

A happy smile slowly stretched onto Minho's lips when he kept looking at the remote, mesmerized by the thought of how a remote can control something which was not attached to it in any ways.

He looked back at the car and then again at the remote when his eyes suddenly caught 2 of those boys looking at him standing there.

He blinked at them as slowly all of them looked at him and then at each other awkwardly.