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Ji Pyeong was putting on his shoes when he heard A-Hyun and Won-Deok talk about Dal-Mi.

A-Hyun sighed, "Aigoo! Dal Mi is like that again because of —that— Do San!" she said.

Won Deok sighed too. "I am praying that she'll forget him," she said.

"When?"Ji Pyeong asked himself and closed the door behind him.

Ji Pyeong, with a heavy heart, drove his car.

"Why can't she forget him? I am here! Why can't she see me?" he talked to himself.

But even though Ji Pyeong is frustrated about the situation, he's worried that Dal-Mi would have a bad hangover— as always— tomorrow. So he looked for a pharmacy that was still open. Luckily, he found one. And he delivered the hangover medicine to her house.

Ji Pyeong called Won-Deok's phone.

"Halmeoni, I am outside the house,"

Soon after, someone opens the gate, and A-Hyun appears. She greets him on behalf of Won-Deok.

"Ji Pyeong? What are you still doing here?"

"I just brought this hangover medicine for Dal Mi. She might have a terrible headache tomorrow." Ji Pyeong said, handing a small paper bag to A-Hyun.

"You shouldn't have!" she said.

"It's nothing, Eomeoni! I am buying something for myself anyway, then I suddenly remember Dal Mi," Ji Pyeong lied— and maybe, A-Hyun could tell.

"Thank you, Ji Pyeong! Dal-Mi is lucky to have you," she said.

She could tell how happy he was to hear those words in his smile.

"Thank you for thinking that way, Eomeoni," he replied.

Ji Pyeong looked at his wristwatch, "I'll be leaving now, Eomeoni! See you tomorrow!" he said, and he went into his car.

"Tomorrow?" A-Hyun curiously asked.

"Ah! Dal-Mi left her car in the parking lot," he explained before —any— misunderstanding occurred. And he brought his car to life.

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The next day, what Ji Pyeong predicted came true; Dal Mi woke up with a terrible headache.

"Halmeonni!...Eomma!" Dal Mi said to make her presence known. Dal Mi whines as she sits beside Won-Deok at the dining table.

"Awww! my head feels terrible. But I don't have time to feel this!"

While A-Hyun prepares the table for breakfast, she gives Dal-Mi a small bottle of hangover medicine that Ji Pyeong gave her.

"Dal Mi, drink this!"

Dal Mi gets it and drinks the whole bottle. When she was done drinking the medicine, Won-Seok spanked Dal-Mi's shoulder.

"Aigoo! Aigoo! Why did you get so drunk last night?"

"Aww! Halmeonni!" Dal Mi said, rubbing her —now—reddish arm.

A-Hyun sat in front of them and politely asked Dal-Mi.

"Dal Mi, is it because of Do San again?"

Dal Mi didn't deny it, "...O..." she answered almost inaudibly.

"Dal Mi, don't you think it's time for you to forget Do San? Why not try to date other guys?" Won-Seok said.

"Ai eomonni, how can Dal Mi forget Do San that easily? It's only been two years. Remember, she's been in love with Do San for 15 years, and that's just because of those letters. How can you expect her to forget him now?"

"A-Hyun, how many times do we have to tell you? Do San in the letters and Nam Do San are two different people!" Won-Deok said.

"Ah! Right! I almost forgot," A-Hyun said as if Dal Mi was not present.

"Ahem! Ahem!" Dal Mi faked a cough.

Won-Deok and A-Hyun looked at Dal Mi, waiting for her to speak.

"Halmeoni! Eomonni! I don't have the time to date anybody, and it's not just about Do San!"

"So tell us what it's about then?" Won- Deok asked.

"Well, first, we are preparing to open a new company under me, with In Jae as our main stockholder. Secondly, I am working on this self-driving car, which is eating— a lot — of our time. Lastly and most importantly, I can't find someone better than Do San!" Dal-Mi answered

"Is Ji Pyeong not better than Do San? He always takes care of you. Like last night, he safely brought you home; he even bought you this hangover medicine!" A-Hyun joined the conversations.

"That's unfair to Ji Pyeong, Eomma. I don't want to use him  to forget Do San..." Dal Mi argued. " Plus, Ji Pyeong is not making any advances on me!" she added in a somewhat disappointed tone.

"Are you disappointed that he's not making any move?" A-Hyun asked.

"No! Am not!" Dal Mi defensively answers.

"what if...and it's only a what if... what if he does confess to you now, would you give him a chance?" A-Hyun asked again.

"I don't know..." Dal Mi said, unsure of herself too.

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