Marrying Your Brother

14. You want to marry me (1)

lju let out a short sigh and said. When I look at a food that I do not know what it is, I remember terrible memories and even my breathing becomes unstable.

"What do you usually eat?"

Do-guk asks with the same face as before.

"Buy sealed food at the convenience store and eat it. Or I make it and eat it."

Lee Joo muttered while stirring the soup.

"I'm drinking wine."

"Because I got it."

Juju smiled bitterly at Doguk's question.It reminded me of two glasses of wine and lay in the hotel.

"May I ask why?"

He used to mock with a face that he would not trust anyone when he told her the situation.

The family seemed to be considering such a move, so they ate without moving. The same goes for eating out and traveling. Jae-suk's mother-in-law clicked her tongue saying she was shaking. However, there was no sign of accusation or ridicule on Doguk's face. He asked quite carefully, not like that

"Because of trauma. Someone took medicine for my food."

Do-guk also looks at Lee Joo with a calm face, speaking calmly without mixing up the emotions as much as possible.

"Let's go."

"Where?"

As Doguk stood up, Lee Joo looked at him with shocked eyes.

"To eat what Han Yi-ju can eat."

He hurriedly stood up after staring blankly at her as he stepped forward without any sign of worry. After paying for the food, Do-guk takes Ju-ju to the convenience store. Thanks to you, I am in a more uncomfortable situation than before. Lee Joo's expression was solemn as she looked at the triangular kimbap and cup noodles placed on a round table in front of the convenience store.

"Eat safely. Right now, if Han Yi-joo ate something wrong and died, I would suffer the most."

There was no goodness in the words that could be assuaged, but strangely it was soothing. Lee Joo reached out and picked up the triangle gimbap. Come to think of it, Sehyuk never asked. What the hell's going on? Of course, he did not directly reveal his true state. However, after eating with Se-hyeok, Lee Joo always empties the food she eats in the toilet. As his hair was blown off and continued to stick to his face, Do Guk reached out and pulled Lee Joo's hair. Lee Joo's shoulder stiffened as her hand touched her face. Doguk was sitting cross-legged on a blue plastic chair wearing a luxurious suit. Behind them, the sea unfolds, and the children who come to the summer resort wear yellow tubes in their boats and walk around with guns. It was a background that did not match the beautiful appearance like a painting.

Suddenly, Joo Lee felt like moving the scenery he could see onto the canvas. I used to draw for money, but this was the first time since I was young I wanted to draw voluntarily.

"Are you going to cut your hair?"

Lee Joo tilted his head to the question out of nowhere. When he married Se-hyuk in the past, Lee Joo cut his long hair and did not grow it. That's because, no matter how neat the bond is, her mother-in-law Jae-sook insists on cutting her hair, saying that she looks like a ghost. There are times when I am depressed for a while at the sight of short hair, but I like it because it is comfortable in many ways. I was just about to cut it. However, Do-guk asks, as if he is aware of Lee Joo's inner feelings.

"Why?"

"Don't Cut."

"Do you like long hair?"

"It's not like that."

Do-guk turns to see the brothers playing a joke on the sandy beach. Lee Joo caught her strong yet elegant neckline in my eyes. He loosened his tie to see if he was stuffy. Iju, who had been staring at the raised neckline, hardened for a moment. Because suddenly a scene flashed before my eyes. In the scene, Lee Joo lies on his hard arm and falls into his warm embrace. I love the cool aroma and texture of the skin on my body, so I rub my face in sleep. It must be a memory of when I was drunk. When I try to remember, I can't remember it, but I don't know why I'm thinking about it now. Izu carefully opened her mouth.

"Maybe that day."

Doguk slowly turned his head. Lee Joo rubbed her dry lips with her tongue and continued.

"Are we sleeping?"

"Come now, do you want to know about that?"

"I'm not too curious."

In response to the new reaction, Joo-Joo says something he doesn't like.

"I need to gain weight. Because I don't like skinny women."

Lee Joo bit his molar tightly. There was anger on his face, but Do Guk did not care.

"Then what kind of woman do you like?"

Lee Joo swallowed his anger and asked.

"A woman like you is careless."

"What kind of empty egg is that?" Leeju tilted his head.

"You go into my arms and kiss me, right here."

Doguk pointed at my neck. Lee Joo's face was warming.

"When me!"

"I don't remember at all. It's pathetic."

Lee Joo raised his hand and touched his ear. It was also heated hot.

"Don't be stupid."

"Again, if we get married, we'll always sleep together, but I'm ashamed of that."

"No way."

As Lee Joo replied firmly, Do Guk burst into laughter. Lee Joo pura was not shaken with an attitude of throwing jokes with a tone that seemed to have no regrets, and gave strength to the corner of his eyes.

"Do you see my wrist?"

lju looked at my wrist and asked.

"Are you hiding something good?"

It also seems invisible. When I asked Sujin, she said that she could not see anything. This figure seems to be visible only to Juju. The number engraved on his wrist was the date of his death. There are many things that are not clear enough to be considered a dream. For example, what happened to Sujin. Strange feelings, stock trends, and even public issues are fine. Maybe God will take life this week again. If so, then this number is a sign of the expiration of the time limit. There is work to be done before that time comes. He would return as much as he received, or more than that, and take as much as he lost.

"WJ Retail will face financial difficulties.".

Hearing Lee Ju's words, Do-guk tilts his head as if interested.

"That's why we're continuing the arranged marriage between Han Yu-ra and her."

"I'm tenacious."

He shook his head as if he was bored with Doguk.

"This will attract investors. I'm gonna need your help."

Doguk clasped his hand and placed it on his chin. He could have taken it as an unreasonable voice, but he listened to it quite seriously. Lee Joo let out a short sigh and then spoke again.