Ji-Su's reminder successfully managed to pull Jung Seok out of his shock.
He hurriedly followed the young man inside the car, taking the front passenger seat.
As Jung Seok sat down, Ji-Su glanced sideways at him.
Seeing the man squirming uncomfortably, not knowing where to place his hands and feet almost caused Ji-Su to laugh out loud.
"You can relax." Ji-Su struggled to keep his voice from cracking.
"Ah, yes. Sorry for the trouble." Jung Seok said out of habit.
At this, Ji-Su ultimately couldn't hold back a low chuckle.
"There's really no trouble. Just think of this as you helping me alleviate my boredom. I'll be in your care during this one hour drive to Seoul."
With that, Ji-Su started the engine and drove the car away from the hotel.
In his mind, the young man continued to laugh.
'Just as I thought, this person is really interesting… So timid, yet very proud as well. Seems like I might be able to have some fun at the end of this trip.'
Despite thinking all that, though, Ji-Su still maintained a proper attitude throughout the ride. He used all manners to try and make Jung Seok feel less nervous. He even offered the man something to drink and eat.
Even after being repeatedly refused by an embarrassed Jung Seok, Ji-Su not once felt upset.
The two spoke little during the drive and, by the time they realized, the highway was already spreading in front of them. Judging by the signs on the side of the road, they had less than half an hour left of their ride.
Just then, Jung Seok's phone rang.
He looked down at the screen, but hesitated to answer. His finger was hovering over the green button, while he glanced at Ji-Su from the corner of his eyes.
As though he could sense the man's wavering disposition, Ji-Su smiled.
"Feel free to take the call. I don't mind." he said in an accommodating tone.
Jung Seok breathed in relief and finally answered.
"Mother, I am on my way there as we speak. It shouldn't take more than half an hour, so just wait for me inside."
Jung Seok paused, listening to what his mother was saying. Then, he smiled and added in a lower voice.
"Don't worry, mom. I'll take care of it. You just focus on getting better. I'm hanging up now."
Just like a filial son, Jung Seok refused to let his mother worry. She was already ill, so agonizing over money for the treatment wouldn't do her any good.
All this time, Jung Seok had tried through every means possible to keep the true scale of their expenses hidden from his mother.
As soon as she went to see the doctor and heard that the treatment had failed, she wanted to give up.
'What point is there to try if it's bound to fail anyway? I'll just end up dragging you down.' She kept telling Jung Seok over the phone.
What she said wasn't entirely wrong. Financially supporting his mother's treatment was becoming increasingly difficult for Jung Seok. Now, if even this latest treatment failed, the only alternative was surgery, then rehabilitation.
It was already hard to buy several bottles of pills every month. Having to pay for a complicated surgery like his mother needed would probably push Jung Seok on the brink of bankruptcy.
But what else could he do? She was his only mother and the only parent he had left.
After his father passed away in an accident many years ago, his mother did everything she could to support him. She helped him through high school and college, working three shifts per day, with barely any sleep and little food. After so many years of neglecting her own health in order to provide for her son, it's really no wonder she had gotten severely ill.
Jung Seok felt his head spinning. A sudden pang in his chest caused him to shudder. Clutching the phone tighter in his hand, he stifled the sob that almost escaped through his lips. At the same time, Jung Seok silently willed himself to stay strong.
'There's no point in crying. It's not like crying would help me earn more money.'
Reaching up to here, Jung Seok instantly remembered what that person called 'K' had told him. If he were to deliver what that person wanted, they would help him. His mother's surgery and treatment would both be paid in full, and he wouldn't have to worry about the rehabilitation either.
Just as he was thinking about this, Jung Seok heard a low voice coming from somewhere next to him. All of a sudden he was brought back to the present. His vision cleared and he saw Ji-Su staring at him up close, a hint of worry in his brown eyes.
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During the time Jung Seok had spoken with his mother, Ji-Su kept his eyes straight ahead. He wasn't the type to listen in to people's phone conversations, so he kept his focus on driving. Yet, earlier there was something in Jung Seok's tone that made him really want to look at him.
Taking advantage of a gap in traffic, Ji-Su's gaze left the front window and quietly settled on Jung Seok's profile.
There was still a smile lingering on the man's lips. But when it reached his eyes, that smile transformed into a deep sorrow.
At that moment, Jung Seok's face looked like that of a stoic person, resolute in braving any hardship by himself.
Ji-Su couldn't help but lean forward, trying to read the man's features. At the same time, he also called out in a low voice.
"We're almost back in the city. Where should I drop you off?"
Seeing the young man's handsome face so close to him, Jung Seok was startled. He swiftly turned his head to the side, looking out the window.
They were in the outskirts of Seoul.
Seeing that Jung Seok wasn't replying, Ji-Su insisted with his previous question.
"Is there a place you need to get to? Tell me and I will drop you off there."