"Oh man…” Jiyeon accidentally hit a guy with hoodie… she back off trying to clean up the smell of coffee on her jacket… “Where 

did you put your eyes on..?” Said the guys before his hoodie went off from covering his head…

Jiyeon: “I’m sorry, it was my mistakes…” she said without looking on his face… “I’m sorry..” their eyes met, Jiyeon was shocked

looking at his face. “Are you.......? yomin oppa?”

“Xiaomin…I’m Xiaomin from China, next time, please be careful….” He put his bagacross his shoulder and his right hand holding 

the coffee whiles the other one on his pocket.

Jiyeon: “Are you…….”

*Flight to London will depart in 30 minutes…To all the passenger please be on your seat….* The announcement distract their

conversation.

Xiaomin: “Xiaomin…” he show his passport to Jiyeon, yes it wrote ‘Xiaomin Park, 24 Years old’ while Hyomin is 25 years old. “I’m

not someone that you know…Well, please excuse me, my flight to London will leaving soon…”

Jiyeon: “But….”

Xiaomin: “You can take this coffee, and have fun!” he handed the coffee to Jiyeon and left. Jiyeon just could only see that person

leaving.. His height, his voice...his face...how could it be so similar to hyomn?

“Mama!!” Her little kid waving to her and she quickly get her... “Mama!”

Jiyeon: “Let’s go….” She hugs her mother and hold Jihyo’s hand… She still shocked with what she saw just now. Her mind could not

stop thinking about that guy earlier.

JY Mom: " take care....." she nodded and smile brightly to her mom.

Jiyeon: "Don't worry about me... i will definitely call you when i arrived..."

JY Mom: "Okay, i will waiting for that..." she's waving her hand to both of them.

They enter the plane and their seat at the front, near to the door.

“We meet again…” Someone who sits next to Jiyeon and Jihyo spoke out. Jiyeon froze, luckily Jihyo sleeping on her seat.

Jiyeon: “This…” Jiyeon show him Hyomin’s photo, and as expected, he was shocked.

Xiaomin: “How could he look so like me? Who is this?” he said, disbelief on what he saw… a photo of someone who look like him.

Jiyeon: “That is why I thought you’re him…He’s my husband….”

Xiaomin: “So where is he now?”

Jiyeon: “He lives far from here….” She smiles..

Xiaomin: “Oh…”

Jihyo: “Mama?” she stretching her arm before she saw Xiaomin. “Papa, are you here….” Both of them were speechless. “Papa…” 

She crawling to Xiaomin’s seat and sat on his lap.

Jiyeon: “Jihyo ahh, back to your seat….”

Jihyo: “I want to sit here…”               

Xiaomin: “It’s okay, I don’t mind….”

Jihyo: “Papa, where are you going? Mama always crying at night... She misses you…” Xiaomin glance at Jiyeon.

Xiaomin: “Divorce?” He whisper to Jiyeon and Jiyeon shook her head.

Jiyeon: “He died…”

Xiaomin: “Sorry, I shouldn’t ask about that….”

Jihyo: “Papa, can we go picnic…?” Jiyeon chocked.

Jiyeon: “Jihyo ahhhh…." she pinc her cheek.. "Sorry, she didn’t mean it…”

Xiaomin: “It’s okay…” Jihyo playing with her toys, “I’m traveller, originally Chinese but I live at Korea for 14 years, I know a lot

Koreans….:”

Jiyeon: “Oh...”

Xiaomin: “Sorry to hear about your late husband..”

Jiyeon: “it’s okay… I thought I’m dreaming when I see you or my mind start to be crazy again…But, unfortunately, it was another

person, and thank god I’m not crazy yet…”

Jihyo: “Papa, Where are we going?”

Xiaomin: “London…”

Jihyo: “Wake me up when the plane landing….Okay Papa?” Xiaomin