Can I See You Again

Last Smile

That night, remembering by me, my father came home with a panicked face. My mother who was embroidering became very worried. Meanwhile, my brother who had just arrived home did not show any reaction. Yes, he is a very cold person.

I was sitting next to my mother, while Nana was not with us. The father who used to come home was sitting right next to my mother. Before long, I began to realize something.

My father, who used to talk to me, suddenly asked me to go back to my room. While I was about to leave them, I didn't see my brother there. Yes, they want to talk alone, without their children.

That little me, innocently following my father's orders to return to the room without asking at all. I was very curious, but did not dare to peek. I tried to go to my brother's room, intending to ask, but, when I peeked into his room, I didn't find him there. I thought maybe he was taking a shower.

I went into my brother's room, and approached the clothes he had hung near the closet. For some reason, when I touched the shirt, I felt it was a little wet. Sure enough, when I raised my hand, the clothes that I thought were wet with water, turned out to be moistened by patches of blood.

Is it possible, this is all because of injuries while practicing?

I lifted the shirt out of curiosity. However, as I lifted it up, I dropped the leaflet from behind the shirt. The leaflet was a leaflet stuck everywhere. A leaflet that tells about the Crown Prince's infamy. The leaflets that should have been confiscated. That terrible part, it's in my brother's hands.

I who knew nothing at that time, could only be silent in a place of doing nothing.

Nothing I was thinking about at the time.

I just returned the flyer under my brother's cloak. And returned to my room without any suspicion.

In my room, I opened the window. I looked at the sky full of stars. I smiled, as if everything was okay. 

Without knowing what will happen next.

**

I met my destiny at the edge of the sword. Without knowing anything, this innocent me made no sound. Back then, with the happiness and the handful of hopes I had, I passed through every door in my life that I thought was fine. One by one, I opened the door carefully. I saw my mom and dad in the sun. They smiled away from the door waving at me, as if saying everything was fine, but my heart ached. When I opened the other door, the dark misty clouds shrouded with the heavy rain that splashed me quite a lot, making me drenched. There, without the slightest light. Behind the black cloud, I slowly saw my brother there with his sword. He stood under the extremely heavy rain alone. My heart is already grievous, badly wounded. He who had been looking down, turned his head towards me, with a sad look. 

I was eager to pull his hand, angering him as usual, but, he just disappeared. At that moment, my badly injured heart broke into a mess, for some reason I felt like I missed him so much. While trying to catch up with him, I met a new door that opened wide there. Surprisingly, I saw myself in there. But it's not dark anymore. I who was covered in blood without a wound, stared at the sky with tears. As I looked at the sky behind that door, I saw a bright light slowly drifting away from me. The light was so bright it pierced my soul. When I looked back at myself, I saw a sword in my hand. The sword is full of blood, like, I've been smoothing it out on someone's heart. 

The dream kept repeating, leaving pain in my soul. I was innocent and knew nothing back then, only moaning in fear. The last door that made me want to die left a wound so deep that I was awake.  

**

At that moment, still remembered by me, my family and I laughed together in the courtyard of the house.

“Today, we leave in three,” Mr. Lee said to his children.

Youra excitedly pulled the hands of her father and brother.

“Mother I'm leaving yes,” cheerful Youra.

The mother approached, slightly lowered her body then hugged and kissed her daughter.

“Be careful yes. Young take care of your sister". 

As usual, Lady Eri always advised Young to pay attention to her sister.

While Mr. Lee kissed the wife's forehead. 

“I leave first. Oh yeah, I'll be home early tonight. I want to eat your chicken soup,” pinta Tuan Lee.

“Animal soup again? Alright,” replied Madam Eri excitedly while tidying up the husband's robe.

Young who saw that tried to throw away her little smile. Youra did not accept it, she pulled her brother's hand and hugged him forcibly.

“Ayoo! Smile you're a frozen man!" youra shouted who was hugging the brother forcibly. 

Young just kept quiet.

“Youra! It is not polite like that to speak to your sister,” said Madam Eri.

“I didn't ask them to like me,” replied Young briefly while releasing the brother's embrace.

“Iss, pretentious once!”.

Hearing his younger brother being angry, Young forced himself not to smile, but he eventually lost. Because Young smiled, they laughed. 

Back then, Nana was just looking from afar while holding Young's robe. He smiled happily at the family. Surprisingly, with tears. 

“Come here,” Lady Eri pulled Nana's hand and hugged her.

“For me, you are my daughter too. So, never hesitate to gather with us,” said Mrs Eri along with their smiles.

Hearing all that, Nana shed tears and hugged Madam Eri. He was crying sobbing. Sometimes, she wiped her tears.

That was the first time I realized it, 

“What is that you brought?" ask Mr. Lee to Nana.

Nana, she loves my sister.

“Ah yes, this. Here, this is Young Master's robe, Tuan”.

I saw it clearly, from his eyes.

Youra silently smiled slightly. Shortly after, he left with his father and brother.

At that moment, Youra laughed happily. He said goodbye to his mother and walked away.

If only I knew, though,

Youra turned back to wave her hand at the mother.

That day…

The three of them continued walking together until they reached the education bureau.

“Come in, I have to get to the palace in time. Young, you take your sister first,”, Mr. Lee told his son.

“Good Dad,” replied Young.

Before stepping away, Mr. Lee rubbed his little daughter's hair. She stepped away after occasionally looking at the faces of her children. It was very strange, making Youa feel unusual. After going far enough, before long, Youra called back to her father.

“Dad!!!" youra shouted.

You're all I realize,

My father looked back too.  

“Bring me wheat bread huh?" pinta Youra from a distance.

“Sure,” the father smiled, nodded in agreement, and continued walking. 

It was my last day, seeing their faces.

Young immediately pulled his sister's hand and drove her to the education bureau.

Last day for me, smile and laugh.

**