“Good morning…!” Su-Yeon opened her eyes but didn’t see her husband—Jong-Woo.

Instead, she heard some noise from the kitchen.

“Su-Yeon ah~ Lee Su-Yeon~ Wake up!”

Su-Yeon took a look at the clock, “Oh, it’s 10am already?! I have to hurry.”

It’s a beautiful Saturday morning.

Jong-Woo was making light breakfast for Su-Yeon in the kitchen.

“Su-Yeon ah~ Hurry up. We have to go to the hospital later.” Jong-Woo turned back to see if Su-Yeon’s coming out.

“Uh~ one more minute!” said Su-Yeon in the bathroom.

“Jayurobge~ jeo haneureul~

(Even when we freely fly in the sky)

naragado~ nollaji marayo~

(Don’t be surprised)

uriape~ pyeol pyeojil sesangi~

(The world that is spread out before us)

neomuna sojungi~ hamkke itdamyeon~~~

(Is so precious, if we’re together)” Jong-Woo sang his favorite song…, or we can say Su-Yeon’s favorite song, waiting for Su-Yeon.

“Finally!” As Su-Yeon coming out from the room, Jong-Woo patted her on the head.

“Hurry! We are late.”

“Alright alright… I hope Jun ah would not be angry! Haha.” Su-Yeon took the bread on the table and quickly drank the milk. “Let’s go.”

“What do you want to share with that ‘go mang (Kiddie)’ today?” Jong-Woo asked Su-Yeon when driving.

“Umm… I haven’t thought about it yet. Maybe I will share my new design with him!” Su-Yeon took out her drafts from the bag.

“I hope he will like them.” Su-Yeon smiled, looking at Jong-Woo.

“I don’t think he can understand your design at this moment. He still can’t even remember what happened between us now.” Jong-Woo bended his brows while shaking his head.

“I believe he will recover soon. The doctor promised me last week.” Su-Yeon’s voice became weaker.

“Yeah yeah, I hope he can recover soon as well. I hope he can remember those good memories and forget those bad ones forever so that he could re-start his new life again.” Jong-Woo added.

"Here we are! Su-Yeon ah," said Jong-Woo.

“Jun ah~ We are coming!” Su-Yeon knocked the door.

“Jun ah~ Look what I bring to you. Chan chan~~ your favorite chocolate cookie! ” Su-Yeon walked toward Hyung-Jun, who was lying in the bed.

“Go mang, did you have a nice sleep last night?” Jong-Woo also came forward to the bed.

Silence.

Hyung-Jun opened his eyes, looking at Jong-Woo and Su-Yeon for a while, and then started to play the toy in his hands.

“He still can’t remember us, Jong-Woo yah…” Looking at Jong-Woo, Su-Yeon seemed to be sad.

“Give him some time, he will be better. Don’t forget that the doctor said his brain was seriously injured by the gun shot last time. Now he is just like a kid. It’s already a miracle that we didn’t lose him.” Jong-Woo patted on Su-Yeon’s shoulder.

“Jun ah~ Wanna get out of the bed? Come on. Let’s sit here, okay?” Jong-Woo helped Hyung-Jun to sit on his wheelchair.

Yet, Hyung-Jun still kept silent.

“Jun ah~ Look! These are the drafts of my new clothing designs. How are they? Are they good? Is it appropriate to use blue and pink here? What about here? I’m thinking about whether red is better or orange….” Su-Yeon asked several questions, hoping that Hyung-Jun would at least say something.

“Still no use? My turn.” Jong-Woo took out a flower he just picked before he had come in.

“Go mang, hold this. I remember you like the leaf I gave to you very much last time, right? This time, see~~ I bring you a beautiful flower!” Jong-Woo put the flower on Hyung-Jun’s hands.

Hyung-Jun held the flower, smelled it and finally smiled.

“Thank… you….” Looking at Jong-Woo, Hyung-Jun finally spoke out slowly.

“Oh! Oh!!! Su-Yeon ah~ Su-Yeon ah~ Did you hear that? Su-Yeon ah~” Jong-Woo shouted.

“Yes, I heard it. Jun ah~ Say something else! Can you recognize me? I’m Su-Yeon. Lee Su-Yeon. You always called me Zoe, remember that?” Su-Yeon grabbed Hyung-Jun’s hands.

“Don’t scare him, Su-Yeon ah.” Jong-Woo tried to calm Su-Yeon down.

“Su-Yeon? Lee… Su-Yeon?” Hyung-Jun’s flower fell on the floor as he pointed at Su-Yeon slowly with his head tilted.