While Lee Minjae fried the meat before him, Oh Miyeon held on to her chopsticks, and using them, she picked up a piece of meat from the grill. Bringing it over to her mouth, she blew over it slightly before placing it inside of her mouth.
The woman, working at the shop, brought more bottles of soju for both of them, and while Miyeon was concentrating on eating, the woman placed down the bottles on their table.
"Thank you, Ahjumma," Minjae voiced out.
Leaving the meat alone, Minjae opened the bottle of soju and poured the alcoholic drink into Miyeon's glass. At that, Miyeon's eyes fell into her glass, and once Minjae was done filling it, she picked up the glass.
Staring at the glass filled with drink, she voiced out, "Does this makes sense? He says that he had forgotten all about it. Is it that easy to get an amnesia? If so, why is it him? Why can't I get amnesia!?
My life would have been better if I could have forgotten all about my past. Moreover, what nonsense is that he vaguely remembers about everyone but me. No, isn't that strange? Was he even telling the truth?"
"So, Min Soobin did lose his memories," Minjae mumbled.
Oh Miyeon did not care about letting Minjae know of the matter. Min Soobin particularly did not mention to her about keeping this a secret, and even if he did, she couldn't care less about it at that instant. Oh Miyeon had to let out the frustrations she felt.
Drinking down the alcoholic drink in her hand, Miyeon nodded.
Creases formed between both of her eyebrows as the drink touched her tongue, and she placed the glass on top of the table. Her cheeks were coloured red while her hair was at a messy state.
"Why does it affect you that much about him losing his memories? Didn't you say that you have moved on from him? Then, why do you care so much about it after all these years?
Miyeon, maybe, you still have those feelings towards him. Isn't that why you were disappointed when you got to learn he lost his memories," Minjae vocalised.
"You mean love?" Miyeon asked, raising one of her eyebrows.
Then, chuckles escaped from her mouth before continuing, "It would be great if my feelings for him was as pure and innocent as love. But no, that's the last thing I feel. I somewhat hate him. Maybe I am being unreasonable, but I hate him for leaving me.
It would be simple if love was the reason behind me hating him, but that's not entirely the case. The reason is much more sickening. It even frightens me to think how horrible my thoughts can get at times. The anger I feel towards him is just because of my selfish desires."
Pulling on a confused expression upon his face, Minjae questioned, "What do you mean?"