Memory

Chapter 8

"You don't recognize me?" ask Young Joon still holding the woman's arm. The woman who Young Joon familiar looks like Hee Joo, feel weird and clueless.

"I'm so sorry, but I don't know you." said the woman coldly as she pushes away his hand, and leaves.

That's Hee Joo, but... how could she didn't know me? Thought Young Joon as he watches the woman walk further, and without turning back he walks towards his car.

Meanwhile, the woman who walks away from where she stopped, walk towards to a guy on the sidewalk outside the hospital.

"Young Ji-ah!" called the guy waving at her.

"Jin Woo-ah!" reply Young Ji smiling while running towards him and hugs him.

"How's Aunt Sun Ae?"

"She's getting better and better. I'm just hoping that she'll be back home soon, I missed her cooking," said Young Ji. Jin Woo pats her shoulder to comfort her, and he holds her hand.

"Don't worry, okay? Right now, you need a company," said Jin Woo. They both looked at each other's eyes and smile sweetly, he moves forward and kisses her lips.

They both kiss playfully, Young Ji locks her arms behind his neck, while Jin Woo holds her waist. Not long after, they stopped and continue their step along the sidewalk heading home.

Awhile later, Young Joon arrived home from the hospital, walk slowly as Mi Jung greets him from the front door.

"Young Joon-ah!" called Mi Jung as she hugs him tightly, but unlike Young Joon, not that happy as she is.

"Stop it, I'm really tired." said Young Joon pushes away her arms, and walk towards his house coldly.

As he enters the house, he puts his shoes and went upstairs silently.

"What's with him?" ask Young Joon's brother took a bite of a taco. Mi Jung answers him by shaking her head.

As he opens his room door and slams shut, he sits on his bed, remembering the woman he saw just this evening.

I knew that was Hee Joo, but how come she didn't recognize me? The same thought in his mind, couldn't stop thinking about the woman.

Meanwhile, Young Ji is daydreaming while cooking the chicken soup. The water rises from the pot without she realizing it.

"Young Ji-ah, the chicken soup!" called Jin Woo alerting her. She heard Jin Woo's voice and sees the water is flowing along the stove. She quickly shut the gas and accidentally touches the hot pot.

"Ow!" she screams painfully and notices her left-hand burned. Jin Woo rushes to her and sees the bruise.

"Oh no. I kinda hurt myself," said Young Ji holding the pain.

"We need to treat this, you can just let it be. Come with me," said Jin Woo drag her to the couch and sit.

"I'm going to get the first aid kit, you stay put." said Jin Woo as he runs to the cabinet and reaches the first aid kit.

He slowly wipes the burn on her hand and put the ointment and wrap it.

"There. You really should be careful with it, and why did you touch that pot when you know it's hot?" said Jin Woo worrying.

"So sorry about the chicken soup, I shouldn't have a daydream." said Young Ji feel sorry.

"Don't worry about that, what matter is that you are safe," said Jin Woo kissing her right cheek. Young Ji smiles, knowing that she is lucky to have him.

After awhile, both of them watch movies on the couch, holding popcorns in a bowl, and with blankets tucking them warm. Young Ji was fast asleep beside him, heads on his shoulder. Jin Woo looks at her and smiles. Just as he realized it's past 11 o'clock, he puts away the popcorn and carries her to her room.

He slowly lands her on the bed and tucks her the blanket, gently rubs her hair.

She is not Hee Joo, she is Baek Young Ji, she is not Young Joon's fiance, she is mine. Thought Jin Woo as he looks at Young Ji's innocent face. He slowly spins the door knob and left to his bedroom.