I just sat there in the dining room, silently watching their back view as they washed the dishes in the kitchen. I suddenly thought back to the times when I was a child, when I had been punished by my mother to do housework. I'd stand on a bench to wash the dishes in the kitchen, and Dongyu would come over and join me.
Initially, I hated washing dishes to the core. It was dull and boring, but because of him, I came to enjoy it.
Once, when we were fooling around, he accidentally splashed foam all over my face, and I accidentally ate most of it.
The foam that the detergent had made in the water was bitter and astringent. I wrinkled my face at the taste of it.
Dong Yu went downstairs and bought a bottle of Coke with his remaining allowance, urging me to drink it.
Forced by him, I downed a whole can of Coke as he looked on and asked anxiously. "How is it?" he asked, looking nervous. "Still tasting the bitterness?"
