บท 118: Like A Forced Marriage

"When the crisis occurred, many people decided to commit suicide because their businesses were destroyed. My father was even close to ...." Daehyun suddenly stopped before he finished his words.

I asked curiously, "your father ... what?"

The corners of Daehyun's lips lifted, showing bitterness on his face. "He's ... ah, no. Nothing — drop it — it doesn't matter."

His face also lost its pleasant expression. As if silenced by his own words, he clamped up. His attitude suddenly changed, made him look like a statue that didn't have a single expression, yet still looked alive.

Was it really bittersweet for him to recall?

I, who was also silent beside him, turned my face out of the window, not wanting to force things he didn't want to say, so that silence filled up along the way again.