The Healing Life of a Music Genius - Chapter 156



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156 Just like vacation

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“and······. “It’s so cold!”

Su-yeon is about to leave Incheon Airport but stops in her tracks.

Unlike warm Singapore, it was midwinter in South Korea in January.

Even though I came out of the airport wearing thick clothes, I couldn’t help but cringe.

However, Suyeon, being Suyeon, quickly began to enjoy this situation positively.

“It’s so amazing! How can the weather be so different after only 6 hours and 30 minutes by plane? I don’t think I would have believed it easily if I hadn’t been there in person. “I had a good experience.”

He even thanked me for taking him to Singapore.

I answered Suyeon.

“Our whole family went together. So, it’s okay if you don’t thank your brother that much.”

“no. no. Honestly, if it weren’t for my brother’s performance, I definitely wouldn’t have been able to go to Singapore. Thanks to you, our family was able to do such fun things together. Plus…”

Suyeon sneakily approaches me and snuggles into my coat.

After wiggling around inside the coat, he sticks his head outside and looks up at me.

“I am even more grateful that my brother takes such good care of me. Hi-Hi. “If you do this, it will get warm quickly.”

“I know. “Thanks to Suyeon, you too will soon warm up.”

“right? right?”

My mother, who was watching my siblings’ actions, said something.

“Guys. Sooyeon, then your clothes will stretch out.”

“But~ I’ll stay like this for a moment. “I said the car would come soon.”

“Sweet! Is she getting more and more spoiled by her brother? Are you getting scolded by your mom? “Come out quickly.”

“Hmph… yes. All right.”

In the end, Soo-yeon, who left my court, held my hand tightly as if to express her regret.

Then, Suyeon, who was thinking about a problem, quietly whispered to me.

“Thank you, brother. Even if I do this, they accept everything. still······. “I didn’t mean to pamper you.”

“But what if Su-yeon is a bit spoiled by me? “Suyeon, when she goes to elementary school next year, she won’t be this close to you.”

“······ I?”

“Maybe you’ll get along better with your school friends? “That’s usually the way it goes.”

Suyeon glances at me and immediately shakes her head.

That expression is quite serious.

“brother.”

“huh?”

“Like I said last time, I will get along well with my brother like this for the rest of my life. So make sure you know that. For your information, we are…”

“we are?”

After all, they are siblings of the Han family, linked by blood.

That no one can separate us.

I laughed out loud, but since it wasn’t entirely wrong, I told Suyeon that I understood.

“But where did you learn those words? “Have you read any books?”

“Ahem. He had a lot of free time while his brother was practicing in Singapore. So I read a book his dad recommended on my tablet and that’s where it came from. “I guess blood is thicker than water.”

“Tsk tsk. okay. “I don’t know about you, but I think your blood will be thicker.”

“look. “Am I right?”

When we waited for about 3 minutes while happily chatting with Suyeon, the van prepared by ⌜Schmid⌟ stopped in front of us.

I exchanged greetings with Professor Yuhan Kang, Teacher Ha-sun Park, and Manager Su-ho Kim of ⌜Schmid⌟.

And got into the van.

Thanks to an evening flight from Singapore, it was midnight in Korea.

Suyeon had already fallen asleep, leaning her head against me and exhaling.

My mother was also leaning her head against my father and closing her eyes.

My father looked at Suyeon quietly and then said to me.

“Seojin, you know that you are playing a big role in Suyeon, right? “The eldest son does everything that Mom and Dad need to do.”

“I usually get a lot of strength from Suyeon. And I take care of Suyeon because I like it.”

“okay. I’m even more grateful to see it that way. “My son is now 15 years old, and I already feel dependable.”

“I was a little big, right?”

“It’s grown a lot. I even performed alone on such a big stage. “Dad doesn’t usually say things like this to you, but…”

My father continued talking while looking out the window.

“I’m proud of you. Thank you for growing up so well. “Father is so proud to have a son like you.”

My father’s words may seem a little unfamiliar.

I also took this opportunity to say something unfamiliar.

“Actually, it’s all thanks to my father. When my family lived in a single room, my father worked as a day laborer to make a living. Even though it must have been difficult for him, he taught me a lot. And he was always friendly. I still have memories of that time. I think it was because of that time that I became who I am today. So I wanted to say thank you to my father. thank you father.”

“······ okay. Seojin, you have had a good memory since you were young. “Thank you for remembering that time.”

In the dark van, my father and son talked for a while.

As father and son.

As a novelist and musician.

As colleagues, our arms are starting to feel numb because each of us is leaning on ‘someone’.

During the short ride home.

I had a deeper conversation with my father than I expected.

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next day.

I didn’t realize it when I came home late last night, but there was a lot of snow piled up in Saebom-dong.

Through the full-length window on the first floor of the house, you can see snow piled up in the yard.

“wow······! It’s snow…!”

Suyeon, who was sitting on the sofa across from me with sparkling eyes, began to notice me.

“But you have an older brother. excuse me······. There won’t be any performances for a while, right? “Something like a recital.”

“I think that’s probably true. “If I decide to do it, ⌜Schmid⌟ will schedule it, but I don’t have any intention of doing so right now.”

“then······. “There’s no need to be careful about ‘a lot’ of things to control your condition, right?”

“I guess so?”

“Uhm~ I see~”

My little brother, bobbing his body from side to side.

It felt like I could clearly see inside.

I asked Suyeon.

“Then, shall we play in the yard for a moment? “It won’t last long because you might catch a cold.”

“oh. Is that so? Oh my~ My brother wants to play, so I can’t help it. mom! “Can we come play outside for a moment?”

“okay. Go out and come. While we’re playing, it would be nice to sweep the path in the yard a little. “Suyeon listens carefully to her brother.”

“yes! All right!”

Soo-yeon hurries up to the second floor as soon as permission is given.

After a while, I went out into the yard with Suyeon, who had returned fully armed.

At first, I wanted to have a snowball fight, but our innocent Suyeon said, “To my brother….” Throw snow? Thanks to our hesitation and saying, “Ugh, how can a person do that?”, we decided to just build a snowman.

At Saebom Apartment, we couldn’t make a huge snowman because the security guards were always sweeping the snow.

However, thanks to the fact that the snow was not removed here(?), I was able to make a snowman that was almost half the size of Suyeon.

“brother! We did it! They even built a road in the yard! “It’s awesome!”

“great job. Then how about we take a picture as a souvenir?”

“Really? OK. OK.”

As I got down on my knees and stretched out my arms, getting ready to take a picture, Sooyeon clung to my back.

A composition in which even the snowmen we made are lined up in a row.

Around the time I took some impressive pictures of Suyeon’s red cheeks, my mother called my siblings and I.

“Guys! “Let’s have a snack!”

“yes. Okay~”

“brother! let’s hurry!”

I went into the house, washed my hands and feet first, and sat down on the living room floor.

The floor, which had become warm thanks to turning on the boiler, immediately thawed us who were frozen in the cold.

In the winter, this may be why it is better to sit on the floor than on the sofa.

“Atte!”

The snack my mother prepared was roasted sweet potatoes.

Suyeon worked hard to peel the sweet potato, one stitch at a time, and handed it to me first.

Although it was crooked, it was a roasted sweet potato that showed off Suyeon’s hard work.

“thank you.”

“Hi-Hi. “What is this?”

Thanks to this, Suyeon was able to eat the sweet potatoes that my mother peeled, and my mother was able to eat the sweet potatoes that I peeled.

My mother said as she took a bite of sweet potato.

“Umm, okay. This is happiness and peace. Isn’t that right, kids?”

“I really think so.”

“mom! Sweet potatoes are so delicious! “As expected, I think Mom’s skills were the best.”

“Hmm! In Su-yeon’s opinion, that’s probably the way it is. Would you like Mom to give me a cider? “I’m choking.”

“yes! “If possible, my brother’s too.”

Indeed, it was Sooyeon who could get a soda with just one word.

“Ugh! brother. It tastes like this. Try it with sweet potatoes and cider. “It’s so delicious!”

“okay?”

“When my mom was young, she always ate like this. “It is a combination of truth.”

“I really think so!”

Perhaps because of the fun they had, Suyeon fell asleep by the time she finished eating one roasted sweet potato.

“This guy… “After having so much fun playing in the yard just now, is it possible for you to feel sleepy?”

My mother brought a blanket and covered Suyeon, and I went up to the second floor.

I had some free time because I was in the middle of a vacation and had finished the Singapore concert well.

Since I didn’t have a schedule for the next performance with ⌜Schmid⌟, and there was quite a bit of time left until Queen Elizabeth, I decided to actively utilize this free time.

Having just returned from Singapore, there were scenes clearly depicted before my eyes.

I remember going to the memorial park with Uncle Miller’s name written on it.

The imagination that came to mind while playing at the Esplanade.

The moment I looked at Emma in the hospital lobby and reflected on my thoughts.

Watching fireworks at the hotel with my family, playing the piano, and creating happy memories.

On this trip to Singapore, I gained a lot of inspiration.

Now was the moment to solve it.

First, I put a wooden metronome on the desk and then tried playing an acoustic guitar for the first time in a while.

When composing a piano song, the piano would of course be better, but other than that, I was much more familiar with trying out the melody on the guitar.

‘In some ways, it seems like it’s become a habit. ‘Because it’s always been done this way on deserted islands.’

I checked the beat with a metronome and copied the top line onto the staff.

While thinking about the chord progression, I tried to give it a little variation to make it look unique.

Lyrics that suddenly came to mind were recorded separately in a notebook.

I sang a song briefly to the accompaniment of the guitar.

Before I knew it, I was 15 years old.

Even though I was in the second year of middle school, the voice I wanted did not come out.

Although her voice became slightly thicker than last year, she still felt young.

‘Unfortunately.’

Maybe it’s time to wait some more time.

The most recent song I released was ⌜Long day⌟, which I composed last summer.

A song about longing.

It was a song I wrote while thinking of Mr. Miller and the moment he spoke to me.

That song became a great song when combined with the story of singer Hyeonpil Jang.

However, in the song I am working on this time, I wanted to include content about happiness and hope, not ‘longing’.

Just as my playing changed so much at the Esplanade.

I created a melody in the hope that my thoughts would naturally be reflected in this song I am currently composing.

When I slowly closed my eyes, the scenery of a beautiful uninhabited island was drawn.

The melody of the guitar fills the place.

There, even a five-string guitar could produce rich sounds.

But now, isn’t it possible to use a full 6-string guitar?

A much better situation.

So a little more.

I wanted to create a sound that was a little closer to ‘my music’.

⌜Long day⌟ After composing, I took a break for a while to prepare for the Carnegie Hall and Esplanade performances.

Now there are rumors that MJ may have stopped his activities due to a long hiatus.

I drew the score step by step.

As it was vacation, I decided to spend time leisurely.