74. Mom is my world
Jiheon spoke once more as he saw tears forming in Yena's eyes.
"You're actually my dad."
"... ... ."
"Yena's father. Yena's real father."
My heart tightened as I repeated my voice.
It's Yena. It's dad.
Dad, Dad.
Something I want to say a hundred times, a thousand times. And what I want to hear.
Actually, this is something I should have heard a long time ago.
The name I should have called you.
As if time had stopped, no one moved.
Noon and Guksun also held their breath and watched this scene.
After a while, Yena's eyes swelled with bigger tears. Yena tightened her face as if trying to keep her tears from falling. Her whole face turned bright red.
"... ... lie."
Yena shook her head in disbelief.
Noon, who was watching, came out. Noon came to her side, patted Yena's shoulder and spoke gently.
"Yena, it's true. It's really dad. Yena's real father."
"lie."
Yena's voice rose stubbornly.
"Then why did you pretend not to know until now?"
Noon responded to Yena's sharp point.
"Dad didn't remember. "There are times when even our Yena can't remember."
"lie."
"... ... ."
"How can you not remember? "I remember my mom, my grandmother, and even my grandmother's friends."
Yena huffed and argued. She couldn't accept it.
How come you said you were the father and never showed up? Why did you pretend not to know me?
There were times when I dreamed of my father.
In my dream, my father was in heaven. He said he was in heaven and could not come to Jena. He said that sometimes he would come to me in my dreams and that he would have fun during the day and meet me at night.
Before I knew it, the dream had persuaded seven-year-old Yena to think. She thought her father was in heaven. It felt natural.
I couldn't understand how someone could be living well somewhere and not want to see their daughter. She didn't know the word qualifications, but she knew her qualifications. A father like that didn't deserve to be his father.
"Why are you saying that?"
I couldn't accept the story itself.
"Why are you saying that?"
I feel like my mother, grandmother, uncle, three people, three adults are trying to trick me. I think they're making fun of me because I'm a kid.
I also have a good memory. I even remember the baduk match I played with you. At that time, he was a little annoying to me.
Yena was even able to recall the indifferent expression Jiheon made when he first met her.
The child remembers.
I just couldn't express my sadness in words, but I had the scenes of that day stored up in chronological order deep in my heart.
"Old man, get out!"
