Jangjun grabbed the warm milk and gulped it down.
"It's been hard to make milk, even papa is locked from the inside! So, no more milk for you, Shin!" said Jangjun, half screaming.
In the end, Jangjun gave up and chose to succumb to sleeping in his son's room instead.
***
Jangjun was in Ryushin's room. The room is narrower than the room. Rooms without shutters. Rooms are leaking everywhere. It was still raining, heavy. The splash of water from the window that had no leaves, was able to make the floor of Ryushin's room wet with rainwater.
Jangjun approached the window. He looked up as he stretched out his arms. He felt the raindrops were able to penetrate to his heart. Cools every joint of life in the body. He tried to imitate the scene in his brother's favorite Indian drama.
He tried to stay calm. Forgetting for a moment his annoyance at Ryushin.
Tiaarrr!!
Jangjun jumped and fell backwards.
