Chapter 195: Multiple Thoughts
Cha Eui-jae stared at Lee Sa-young, as if in a trance, and then looked at 'Cha Eui-jae', who was held in his arms. It was a familiar face, a reflection of himself, but it didn't feel real. It was as if he were watching a scene from a movie.
His gaze soon shifted to Lee Sa-young. A vacant, unfocused stare, groping at empty air. The face in front of him was strangely familiar, but it wasn't just because he had just seen it. It was from further back, from before... and then Cha Eui-jae let out a small exclamation.
"Ah."
"I can finally let go."
Yes. That expression was the same as the one Ham Seok-jeong had worn when he heard about his aunt's death. Cha Eui-jae absentmindedly rubbed his lips. For some reason, his mouth tasted bitter.
"..."
The world hidden beneath the utopia. Lee Sa-young's true world. Unlike the flawless, impeccable utopia, this place was barren, quiet, and unchanging. A vague sense of foreboding crept over him.
Perhaps this version of Lee Sa-young would forever hold Cha Eui-jae. His world had stopped the moment Cha Eui-jae died.
It was then that he heard a low whisper.
"Still as cruel as ever..."
Step, step... Footsteps approached from somewhere. Cha Eui-jae didn't turn around. The footsteps stopped three steps behind him. A voice, devoid of emotion, muttered.
"Tearing everything apart like a mole."