"I will buy the milk tomorrow, okay? You have to drink milk to be healthier."
Suho brewed the milk and put it on the dining table, then sat there. Pensive alone. Why is it like this? Why did his life go on so ridiculously? He couldn't help but cry and cry again. He hates the fact that he keeps thinking about Hyemi without hanti, but strangely, Suho doesn't feel a deterrent. He repeated it again and again.
Even in this house, the place he knew Hyemi used to live in, he was still constantly checking his phone. Hyemi can text him every few days if they don't see each other or call him. Suho checked the phone with a sick heart and then gradually turned empty. He threw the phone away, along with his feelings. He hates this situation and is powerless to avoid it. Day ten is one hour away. On Day eleven, Hyemi leaves and never shows up again.
Terrible life.
"Oppa?"
"Yes?"
