TRICKS AND GAMES - Lee Taeyong

Will

7.00 AM. FEB 1st 2015.
吴黎成
WÙ LÍCHÉNG

"SO, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO EAT?" Yifan asks.

"Just the porridge." I could not stand eating a lot of food, especially when I am still in the same building where medicines are consumed and made.

The funny smell of drugs and medicines in the hospital are sickening. Though, the restaurant here is two floors under the floors of rooms where the smell stings the most. But it still smells.

Yifan stands up and goes to the cashier and orders there. I stand up from my seat and walk towards the cashier.

I walk slowly, hearing squeaks of wheelchair behind me. My feet stop walking and I turn around.

"Oh sorry. You can go past me, I'll walk behind you." I give him space for him to go ahead of me.

"No, it's okay. You go first." he says.

"Are you sure? I walk slow because I'm honestly so weak by the therapies and you can go ahead if you want." he chuckles and smiles.

"Let's walk together."

"Okay." he pushes his wheels down slowly to keep up with my slow pace.

"What is your name?" he attempts to start a conversation.

"I'm Wu Licheng." I look at him with a smile.

"I'm Lee Taeyong. Where are you from?"

"Guangzhou, China. I grew up in Canada, then back to China, then finally here; Seoul."

"My life is so boring compared to yours. I only lived in Seoul and nowhere else."

"Honestly, the most difficult thing about moving that much is the adaptation to the environment. So you're still kind of lucky."

"Cancer?"

"Brain tumor."

"Mine's bone tumor. I'm gonna have an amputation soon. My tumor is very rare, because most bone tumors aren't cancerous, but this is."

"Oh gosh, I'm really sorry to hear that."

"Yeah, it's okay though I guess. What about you?"

"No surgery is performed on me yet. Only therapies." we reach the cashier as I answered him.

"Hey, I gotta go order something. Do you wanna order anything?" he asks, braking his wheelchair.

"No thanks, I just came to tell my brother who is ordering now, that I want water."

"Alrightie, see you around, Licheng!"

"See you around, Taeyong." the conversation ends by him turning to the left and orders from another waiter. I go to Yifan and taps him lightly on his shoulder. He looks at me.

"Could you please order me a water bottle?"

"Dumb little ass, what kind of man do you think I am that you have to walk here from the table to the cashier just to ask me if I could buy you water?"

"A Wu Yifan."

"What is that supposed to mean?"