The Man Who Picked the Stars

Kim Jaejoong didn't deliberately look for a foothold at night, his heart led his steps.When the familiar street scene gradually came into view, he slowed down.

The boy stopped at the corner of the street and stared in the direction of the funeral home for a long time.He was very sleepy, and the day's running made him want to fall asleep immediately.But as soon as I got here, the accumulated sleepiness was unconsciously discounted. The struggle and annoyance during the previous journey all disappeared the moment Jin Zaizhong saw it.

It's like walking a long way and finally arriving home.

The boy turned around the intersection hesitantly, and cast hesitant eyes on the gray gate.There was no movement at the door, and he turned to relax, but an undercurrent of disappointment slipped through his heart.He came to this place again by some strange and unexpected circumstances.

This is the starting point of his intertwined fate with the man.

He stared at the door hidden in the darkness, as if he could still see the lush trees around the pavilion through the door, and hear the cry of the cold wind passing through the branches.And he stayed in the bright and warm room with Jung Yunho.

Jin stared in rapt attention. The wind at the intersection was strong, blowing his collar and brushing his shining eyes.

He squatted down and curled up there, his face buried in the shadows.

"Uncle, I miss you very much. ’ the young man muttered, ‘but I can’t go back yet. 』

"No matter who you are pretending to be, I still have to admit that I like you very much. 』

Even though I hate you a little bit now, the boy curled his lips.

I'm pissed off, so let's get some time apart before I die.

Jin Zaizhong struggled to stand up, he looked back in the direction of the funeral home, turned around and disappeared in the darkness.

The boy returned to the bar again. Fortunately, he was working as a temporary worker. The boss promised to let him continue to work, and because of the previous accident, the boss gave him a salary increase and agreed to let him temporarily live upstairs in the bar.Jin Zaizhong thanked him repeatedly, and in this way, he was a little closer to his goal.

The young man lowered his eyes, hiding his sad expression.

Every night after that, the boy would return to the intersection.Whenever he caught sight of a man's figure, he would immediately shrink back, and then poked his head out cautiously, peeking quietly.I saw the man walking away step by step on crutches, until the little black spot disappeared completely.The boy turned around and left.

This way is both awkward and hypocritical, but Kim Jaejoong couldn't stop.He is no longer justifiable, maybe he has never been justifiable, he can stand in front of a man dignifiedly, and ask a man to love him as Kim Jaejoong.Until he achieves his goal, he wishes Jung Yun-ho well.That was a promise he made to himself, and he had to fulfill it.

In his eyes, the man's leg injury didn't seem to get better at all, and his back became thinner and thinner.The cool wind blew on the boy's face, like the man's cold kiss that night.The boy turned sideways, leaning his head against the gray and dirty wall, and was also at a loss for such seemingly endless days.A corner of the sky is gray and white, low above the boy's head.Jin Zaizhong felt that his mood was like this color, dry, astringent, and fragmented.

When he dragged his tired body back to the bar, before Jin Zaizhong entered the door, he heard a rough voice shouting: "Zaizhong! 』

Hearing this sound, Jin Zaizhong looked at the person coming, and said unkindly: "Why are you here?" 』

The person who called him had passionate red hair, and ran up a few steps to pat him on the shoulder: "Oh, good boy, you don't even recognize your brother after you haven't seen him for a few months?" 』

"What were you doing when your brother was lying on the ground a few months ago? Jin Zaizhong replied sternly, and slapped off the hand on his shoulder.

"It's wrong, I say! ’ The red-haired screamed strangely, and approached cheekily, “The gang of grandchildren who fought last time didn’t look for me, okay!If I knew you were here, I wouldn't go there! 』

Jin Zaizhong smelled the strong smell of smoke coming from him, frowned, and dodged to the side again.

"I said you are really stubborn, right?You said I didn't come, why are you so fucking awkward! 』The red hair noticed Jin Zaizhong's obvious avoidance, and his face began to look ugly.

"What are you doing here? 』Jin Zaizhong was too lazy to explain.

"Still talking about me," Hongmao teased with a smirk, "I came here because I'm just like you!" 』

"you are wrong. ’ Kim Jaejoong said calmly, ‘I am different from you. After finishing speaking, he bypassed him neatly and entered the workshop.

"well?well!what do you mean? 』The red hair went up on his heels, but the door was shut with a snap.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly screamed, "Hey, Jin Zaizhong, when did you become a wage earner?" ! 』

"Zizhong, don't be angry with me, what I said is true, if I knew you were there that night, I would be the first to go up and kill those grandchildren, okay?"They told me later that I will look for you later, and you are gone... 』The red hair then rushed into the workshop, circling around Jin Zaizhong.

Kim Jaejoong didn't say a word, and changed into his work clothes by himself.

"By the way, you've changed a lot in just a few months, you feel like you've become a good baby, hahaha..." Seeing Jin Zaizhong's well-behaved appearance, the red hair let out a smirk.

"Hey, where have you been for the past few months..."

Bang!The chattering red-haired suddenly staggered back a few steps, and was almost knocked off his nose by the closed door.Staring blankly at the door in front of him, Hongmao yelled angrily, "Jin Zaizhong, how dare you slam the door!"

The closed door did not answer him, and then the door opened, and the young man walked straight past him, took the tray and left, giving him a stingy look.The red hair angrily stepped forward and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Gold is in the middle!You fucking kid is messing around now, turn your face and deny anyone. 』

Jin Zaizhong turned around and looked at him coldly: "Why did I turn my face and deny anyone?" 』

"you……"

"You tell me why you turned your face and refused to recognize anyone?" 』Jin Zaizhong stood there, asking stiffly.The gloomy face and depressed tone made Hongmao swallow her words abruptly.

"I was the one who sat on the street and was beaten to death and no one cared about me! "Jin Zaizhong's next words made Hong Mao unable to explain, "If you really care about me, why didn't you look for me after I disappeared? 』

"Now I am standing in front of you alive, am I your brother without missing an arm or a leg? ! Jin Zaizhong sneered, staring mockingly at the man who was speechless because of his words, "Your brother was dying, you know that?" 』

After speaking, he bypassed the man who was frozen in place, and walked away without looking back.

Once I was about to die. In this world, there was really only one person who knew.

Only that person.Jin Zaizhong exhaled, rubbed his tired face, and walked forward.