Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 408

[Mi Sojourn.]

The night Mo Yong Bi-yeon faced Mi Hyo-ran. It was the first time she had seen Mi Hyo-ran open her eyes that wide.

I always thought of him as a cold and unshakable person, but to have such a big commotion.

Could she be too old?

Something that was hard felt a little broken.

okay.

Everyone is older.

Even if you can’t do it, it’s only natural that decades have passed.

Every time I thought of that obvious reason, something unpleasant would happen in Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s mind.

While trying to hide those feelings, Mo Yong Bi-yeon speaks to Mi Hyo-ran.

[long time no see. I’m sorry.]

[…You…]

[How have you been?]

I could feel the passage of time on the face of a close friend I hadn’t seen in a while.

I was not talking about skin differences or wrinkles, but the difference was felt in the atmosphere I had.

Should I say it’s a little more upscale?

Just as a treasure increases in value with the passage of time, my close friend in front of me has become a nobler person over the years.

Seeing that, Mo Yong Bi-yeon thought.

[That’s demeaning.]

[…Yes?]

[No. Nothing.]

I don’t think he chose Mi Hyo-ran because of her appearance.

Because it was the best choice.

In the past, I used to make excuses to myself like that.

but.

Is that purely a thing of the ‘past’?

I don’t know if I’m still staying in the memory of that time.

Around the time when Mo Yong Bi-yeon was slowly being eaten by memories.

Mi Hyo-ran looks at her and asks what to say.

[How have you been…?]

[It’s me. I’ve been fine. As always.]

[I’ve been in touch several times. Because I didn’t get a reply. What happened?]

[Ah…]

That letter is probably staying somewhere Mo Yongse.

It was because he had told the family head in advance not to send it to him no matter what came to Sega.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s force was on the side of the guard who faithfully protected him.

[I’m sorry.]

This is the best Mo Yong Bi-yeon can say to Mi Hyo-ran.

I don’t spit out any excuses.

There were no excuses to make, and it was also the result of self-choice.

[I had a lot of work.]

[Is that so?]

At Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s words, Mi Hyo-ran nodded and that was it.

Asking if that’s true and asking if it’s not too much. Leaving enough doubts and resentments behind.

The method Mi Hyo-ran brought out was faith and tranquility.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon said so, so he decided to believe it.

Seeing this, Mo Yong Bi-yeon was convinced once again.

That he still can’t beat her.

[…Mi Soja is still the

same.] [It’s the same with you.]

Mo Yong Bi-yeon had to laugh bitterly at Mi Hyo-ran’s words.

[You are the same as the last time we met.]

[…]

Ever since the time when we wanted to go our separate ways after everything was over.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s appearance hadn’t changed at all.

Whether it was the appearance or the image.

Is it really something I should like?

As for Mo Yong Bi-yeon, she hates herself for not having grown up at all.

Seeing Mo Yong Bi-yeon like that, Mi Hyo-ran asked.

[Did I come because I had something to do?]

[Hmm… I just happened to stop by Hanam. I came to see you because I heard there is a miso soup here.]

[You mean tonight?]

[I’m sorry about that…]

[It’s okay. It’s been a while since I’ve been here.]

The thorns in his words are particularly fierce.

No matter how much time passed, Mi Hyo-ran was talking like Mi Hyo-ran.

In the midst of making an embarrassed expression, Mi Hyo-ran asks a question in a slightly hesitant voice.

[Then is it just me?]

[…]

[If you’re here to see him…]

[No. I only came to see Mi Sojeo.]

As Mi Hyo-ran was about to say something, Mo Yong-bi-yeon cut her off.

[…It’s not like that.]

I deny it once again.

It was a lie.

Moyongbiyeon’s original purpose was to meet him when he arrived in Hanam, but now he has made a different choice.

The reason why I changed my choice like this is probably because I faced that person’s child.

Is it because he witnessed a young man who looked like him walking around with his own two eyes?

Or is it because even this is an excuse and I’m just afraid to meet him?

Even Mo Yong Bi-yeon could not be sure of this.

The important thing is that I don’t want to face him yet.

Mi Hyo-ran looks at Mo Yong Bi-yeon with strange eyes, as if she had noticed Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s heart.

[…Are you okay?]

[Sure? I’m always fine. There is no problem.]

Mo Yong Bi-yeon smiled while hiding various emotions.

As always.

Even though time has passed so much, the unblunted feelings deepen.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon thought he had forgotten all about it.

That’s why I thought I could finally meet him.

The moment he faced his son who resembled him, he realized that such a mind was wrong.

She still couldn’t forget him.

So, Mo Yong Bi-yeon cannot meet him.

With the same mind as now, I didn’t have the confidence to face him with a smile when I met him.

It was something neither he nor his friends could do.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon hides her feelings and continues to talk to Mi Hyo-ran.

[Oh, so you know what? I met Mi So-jeo’s daughter earlier.]

At those words, Mi Hyo-ran’s expression changed.

daughter? If it’s a daughter…

[The second daughter. Was your name Yeon-seo? He was a pretty child.]

Mi Hyo-ran was relieved at those words.

It was fortunate.

If it wasn’t the first, but the second, it wouldn’t have happened because it was a normal person.

[…I’m glad.]

[Yes?]

[No. So?]

Mi Hyo-ran seemed slightly taken aback when he heard that he had met Gu Yeon-seo out of the blue.

Mo Yong-bi-yeon is about to say that she had a relationship with the bastard, but decides to go ahead and says something else.

[Isn’t it pretty? Maybe it’s because he resembles Mi Sojeo.]

[…]

At Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s words, Mi Hyo-ran sneaks away.

Seeing that, Mo Yong Bi-yeon could laugh a little inwardly.

That behavior that seemed ashamed seemed to be still the same even after time passed.

[And I met a kid who is famous these days. Did they say Guyangcheon?]

[…!]

At that, Mi Hyo-ran’s gaze flashed and looked at Mo Yong-bi-yeon.

I didn’t know that the story of Guyangcheon would come out here.

[What happened to that child…?]

[They look a lot alike.]

[White lotus sword…]

Mo Yong Bi-yeon smiles bitterly at Mi Hyo-ran’s words.

The nickname she called her felt very strange.

[Please don’t call me so-so. Something… Something like that.]

[Then, how should I call it?]

[It’s fine with a hair sower or a non-combustible sower like the old days. Oh, if it’s true, it’s okay

to be a bitch or a year to die like in the old days…] [I’ll do it with Mo Yong Bi-yeon.]

[Yes.]

Mo Yong Bi-yeon takes out the black history that she wants to erase, and Mi Hyo-ran quickly interrupts her words.

Back then, they were unusually sharp with each other, so that kind of thing happened.

It will be a memory by now.

Mum.

I don’t know about Mi Hyo-ran, but at least Mo Yong Bi-yeon thought so.

[Anyway, I saw the child, and he was amazing. He looks just like my father.]

[Is that so?]

A brief smile spreads across Mi Hyo-ran’s face, perhaps because he praised Gu Yang-chun.

It felt like that smile touched Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s eyes.

As far as Mo Yong Bi-yeon knows, Gu Yang-cheon was that person’s child before.

I heard that he is the son of a tomboy he knows.

Why is Mi Hyo-ran making such a face?

Although Mo Yong Bi-yeon, who has never had a child, is not familiar with it.

One thing you can know.

[I became a mother. Mi Sojeo.]

[Yes?]

Mi Hyo-ran is called mother now, unlike when she was a virgin before.

It is different from the self who stayed in those days.

Is that why?

The eyes of my nephew come to mind.

It resembled herself pouring out all her emotions and moments toward a man, so it was a feeling that particularly bothered Mo Yong Bi-yeon.

I hope that the end of such a nephew will not be the same as my own.

Then what should I do?

can it be dried?

There is nothing good to do to love like that to stop.

Would it work if I said that?

I don’t think so.

It was an obvious fact.

If you reach the level where you make that kind of expression, it’s over.

No one else, but Mo Yong Bi-yeon, knew this fact best.

Then what should I do?

Mo Yong Bi-yeon thinks.

A means to help her nephew and sort out her unnecessary emotions.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon had already thought of a way to come face to face with Mi Hyo-ran.

[That’s why. Mi Sojour.]

At Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s call, Mi Hyo-ran raises her head.

Because she was a Moyong Bi-yeon who didn’t know how to deal with smart methods from the beginning.

At best, the method I came up with wasn’t very good.

As always, all she knows how to do is hit her with her body.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon asked Mi Hyo-ran, who was making a puzzled expression.

[Does your son need an escort?]

[…Yes…?]

Mihyoran had to frown at that sudden statement.

******************

Remembering that time, Mo Yong Bi-yeon scratches her head shyly.

‘What is an escort? An escort.’

I did say it, but in a rather bizarre way.

To help his nephew and to forget him, to stick by his son’s side and feel the reality.

Isn’t that a very funny way?

Even Mo Yong Bi-yeon knew that all too well.

‘What can I do, I’ve already done it.’

Since it has already been done, Mo Yong Bi-yeon decided to forget about the past.

Like her usual personality, she doesn’t hold back much on the past.

There was only one thing she cared about.

Now, Mo Yong Bi-yeon was walking around the campground, feeling the morning.

‘The expression was funny, after all.’

Right after he said that he would be your escort from now on. It reminds me of Gu Yangchen’s expression.

‘It’s like they look alike, but they’re different.’

I was feeling it a little while watching it.

Unlike my father, who had no change in the expression of the original body, Yangcheon Gu was the type to see such changes well.

In particular, the expressions that are revealed without hiding them in unpleasant situations are just amazing.

He had to hide it a little, but Gu Yang-chun openly put on a face of disapproval.

Seeing that, Mo Yong Bi-yeon raises a small question.

‘Where did my nephew fall in love?’

His own niece, Mo Yong-hui, wondered what the hell he liked about Gu Yang-cheon.

To be honest, it is said that he resembles my father, but he only resembles his unique ferocious atmosphere and eyes.

In terms of appearance, there was a feeling that I was a little inferior compared to Abi.

Of course, after sneaking it out, he saw that Mo Yong-hee was serious about him for the first time, so Mo Yong-bi-yeon tended not to say it out of his mouth.

‘Personality… It doesn’t seem to be quiet.’

It doesn’t sound like much, but it wasn’t quiet either.

Rather, it should be said that he seems to have a bad personality.

Rumors are originally exaggerated, but the words that say that the temper is dirty doesn’t seem to be much different.

So summed up.

It’s not even good looking.

character is bad.

He’s not particularly tall, and he has a lot of women around him.

All he had at the moment was his overwhelming talent and, because of that, a solid future as a soldier.

When I see this, my nephew, as a husband, sees only the latter and is attracted to it, but he sees no part of him that feels love.

‘…why?’

Mo Yong-bi-yeon was a part that I couldn’t easily understand.

As a result, it is a situation that does not really make sense to say that there is an overflow of women’s clothing.

‘If this is heredity, is it hereditary?’

I would like to be able to do that if I inherited this part as well as my talent for inaction.

No matter how you look at it, it wasn’t something I could understand.

‘…there must be… something.’

There must be a charm that you can’t see yourself. So it must be that far.

I haven’t seen my nephew for a long time, but I don’t think at least he doesn’t have an ugly person in mind.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon knows that, so he wants to push it.

only.

‘It’s a problem to get stabbed in my conscience…’

If the problem is that the reason for the push is mixed with the shady feelings of wanting to substitute myself for my nephew and achieve vicarious satisfaction, it was a problem.

What’s good must be good…

Feeling that kind of awkward, Mo Yongbiyeon moved on.

I was trying to find Guyangcheon, the target of the escort, because I had spit out the word escort.

Originally, it would have been standard to hover around and escort them.

Why are you looking for Guyangcheon like this?

‘I told you not to touch it because it’s training at night.’

It is because of the story that Gu Yang-cheon directly mentioned according to this.

It reminds me of Gu Yang-cheon, who confidently told Mo Yong-bi-yeon, who was her senior, to stay away at night and not to look for her.

Strange thing. Rather than being spoiled and annoyed, he said that he didn’t feel much emotion because he was so good with them.

Although Mo Yong Bi-yeon is the kind of person who doesn’t care about trivial things like that.

It’s true that it’s a strange feeling.

I thought it was a really weird talent to be able to look good without being cheap.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon puts a smile on her face at the thought that is not funny.

He continued to wander through the woods with a smile on his face.

“Where the hell is our precious boy?”

Around the time I was looking for Guyangcheon, looking around like that.

In the distance, there was a group that caught Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s attention.

“Oh…”

As soon as she saw that, Mo Yong Bi-yeon laughed and jumped.

The distance, which had been quite far, narrowed in an instant at Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s footsteps.

Took.

“hi?”

“Ugh!!”

The woman with dark green hair is startled by the sudden appearance of Mo Yong Bi-yeon.

The woman was Dokbong Dang So-yeol, the son of Dokwang.

Seeing this, Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s eyes are filled with a different color.

It wasn’t because of Tang So-yeol who was startled.

Unlike Dang So-yeol, the women who were sitting with him did not show much surprise.

Rather, as if he had noticed that he was coming, he was getting ready to bow.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon had to look at it as if it were strange.

‘Look at this.’

Even the child of the king of poison had such a cute appearance that he wouldn’t be spoiled anywhere.

It was nothing compared to the two women I was looking at.

Even Mo Yong Bi-yeon was surprised by the beauty of the two.

One was a woman with blue hair close to gray.

The sleepy-looking eyes and the strange atmosphere contained in them were excellent.

Looking at one of them with golden brown hair and gorgeous golden eyes, I felt like I was about to be sucked in.

No matter which of the two you looked at and said, she was a beauty that would be counted among the midfielders.

Looking at the two, Mo Yong Bi-yeon nodded inwardly.

‘I see.’

Looking at their personalities, I immediately knew who these two were.

The white-haired woman must be a sword dancer, the son of the sword king.

The other is the workplace of a child who is said to be the descendant of the old man who is a swordsman.

‘That means.’

All three of you here.

It was said that they were women chasing Guyangcheon like my nephew.

‘under.’

I can’t help but sigh when I see this. Isn’t it too much even if there is a lot of excess?

There is nothing that resembles my father, so this is the most similar shape.

What’s more, this girl named Sword Dancer…

‘I said she was my fiancée.’

Engagement is the word that has the highest probability of being next to Gu Yangchun now.

Remembering that, Mo Yong Bi-yeon smiled slightly.

“Hello, pretty girls. Do you know who this sister is?”

At Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s words, Dang So-yeol opens his eyes wide and pays homage.

“The clan of the Tang Dynasty welcomes Bae Baeknyeon-gum senior…!”

Wi Seol-ah and Namgung-bia also bowed their heads.

“Meet Senior Baekryun-Geom. My name is Wiseol-ah…”

“…Namgoongbia…”

“nice to meet you. Don’t be so rigid, you can call me unnie comfortably.”

They are really pretty children.

Aside from their outstanding looks, they were brilliant children that reminded me of those days.

In particular, a woman who is in love with someone is bound to shine.

In that sense, they were already shining splendidly.

like a star

Is that why?

Mo Yong Bi-yeon forgot the purpose of finding Gu Yang-cheon and felt a little mischievous.

“I heard that our nephews and sons-in-law are friends?”

Startle.

Is it because of the name that came out of Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s mouth? The three bodies stop at the same time.

After confirming that, Mo Yong Bi-yeon continued talking.

“There are a lot of hallways. I’m close to these pretty girls… Take good care of my nephew too. He looks like my dad, so he’s a bit unlucky. He is a good boy.”

“Are you talking about my nephew…ramen Moyong Sojeo?”

Mo Yong Bi-yeon laughs at Dang So-yeol’s embarrassed voice.

“What kind of mother? I am also Moyong.”

“Oh that…”

“I’m kidding. that’s right. my nephew.”

“Then…if it’s a nephew-son-in-law…are you talking about Confucius Guyangcheon…?”

“huh? oh that’s right Our Yangchun.”

our Yangcheon.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s words shake the atmosphere of the three of them once more.

Inside, Dangsoyeol coughed out a large amount of coughing.

It looked somehow uncomfortable.

“Anyway, were you surprised that unnie suddenly intervened? Sorry. I came to ask you something.”

“…yes.”

“Did you see where my niece and son-in-law are? Can’t you find it when you look for it?”

I feel a little cool atmosphere in the soft voice.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon felt the atmosphere, but did not stop talking.

Because I wanted to see how they came out.

“If you see it, come to this older sister…”

The moment he continued to say that.

“I think you misunderstood something.”

“huh?”

Someone interrupts Mo Yong Bi-yeon in a clear voice and enters.

At first, I thought it was Tang’s child, but surprisingly, the culprit was Namgung’s child.

Looking at his sleepy eyes and slurred speech, I judged him to have a quiet personality.

Unlike the first time I saw it, I feel an unexpected atmosphere.

“What do you mean?”

“He… Baengnyeongeom…is not your niece-in-law…”

Namgoongbia meets Mo Yongbiyeon’s eyes with clear blue eyes.

Those eyes looked so deep that even Mo Yong Bi-yeon couldn’t tell.

‘…Ohh.’

Mo Yong Bi-yeon had to admire the energy gradually felt by Namgoong-bia.

‘Look at him?’

He was said to be one of the most promising latecomers, but he was a child with a much more profound energy than expected.

even.

speculation.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon felt envy from Namgoong-bia.

It seemed the most modest.

Was it rather that he was the most ferocious child?

She showed speculation as if she would not lightly go over Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s words.

‘There.’

Mo Yong Bi-yeon sneaks a look at the other two.

The girl who was said to be the disciple of the old swordsman’s gaze had changed as sharply as this child.

The child of Tang Mun seemed to be watching the atmosphere, but had an uncomfortable expression.

Looking at them, Mo Yong-bi-yeon was stunned.

‘cute.’

I was able to feel a refreshing pleasure rather than the thought that young people did not dare to do this.

Because he had been like this in the past.

memories overlap.

Was it with So Yi, the current swordsman?

There was a case similar to this once when I faced the former swordsman.

Even though I knew I would never win, I pulled out my sword and said I couldn’t bear to go over this.

What did the swordsman say then? I do not know.

I couldn’t remember the words, but I remembered the actions she took.

Even if you remembered the words anyway, you won’t be able to follow them.

If Mo Yong Bi-yeon followed the tone of the swordsman, it would shrink and thorns would grow on my tongue.

So, Mo Yong Bi-yeon tried to use her method.

“Pretty guys. You don’t seem to like what you just said?”

Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s words shocked the three of them.

It wasn’t just the words, it was because I felt the speculation of Mo Yong Bi-yeon contained in them.

but. unexpectedly.

“Sorry. I tried to tease you a little, but I think you were too harsh. I apologize.”

When Mo Yong Bi-yeon suddenly handed over an apology, the atmosphere seemed to break down a bit.

It was not a situation to say anything more about this as the master of the white lotus sword easily admitted his mistake and apologized.

So, if you wanted to, you could have passed on as it was, but unfortunately, Mo Yong Bi-yeon did not want that.

Looking at the women, Mo Yong Bi-yeon smiled broadly and spat out words.

“Then, other than this, shall we do something fun with you?”

The moment when the three of them tried to wonder what this meant.

Sureureung.

Mo Yong Bi-yeon pulled out the sword from the scabbard.

At that moment, speculation emanated from Mo Yong Bi-yeon’s body and began to spread throughout the forest.