Sungmin stopped beside me, and leaned against the counter and started talking to me.

- Wook, I was thinking maybe I and Yeye, we could have a baby, or adopt a child already a little bigger. But I'm afraid to talk to him, and he did not want to. What do you think?

- Well, I think he will want to, at least from what I know of him. He's crazy about children, he is worse than a child when he is with a child around.

- Ah! that good, know, you know him a long time, is not it?

- Yes, since college, we take away because Kyuhyun was very jealous relative to Yesung.

- Kyuhyun? - He asked curious.

- Yes, Kyuhyun.. My husband.

- Are you married? - He asked amazed. - Yesung never told me anything.

- Hm ... - I sighed.

- You and your husband never thought about having a baby?

- We never thought, but ended up having one.

- Same? What's his name? How old is he? - I asked excitedly. - It must be very good to conceive a baby.

- No, you go through feeling sick for months, and you're tired, and will have an hour, you will not be able to do anything. His name is JaeJong, he was four years old.

- But you regret?

- No, it was the best thing that could exist in my life. - I said in a sad tone.

- I hope one day I can meet him. He is in Korea with Kyuhyun?

- No, he's dead. - I dropped the knife I was using to cut the vegetables and looked at Sungmin. He opened his eyes and his lips formed an O in pure amazement.

- Oh ... wow ...! I'm sorry ... Well ... I'll see if yesung needs help. - He nodded and left without grace.

Yesung and Sungmin invited me to dinner at their house, and I offered to make dinner. The kitchen has always been one of the quietest places to me, a pla