TMB Vol 6 Part 2

Only then did Sa Seung-yeon realize that Lee Il-seo was looking at him as if somewhat disgusted that he had kept all their conversation content, and shrugged his shoulders dismissively.

“See? It comes in handy after all.”

“…”

“Besides, that was my only trace of you back then. How could I just delete it? Honestly, after we became so close there, what kind of heartless person sends a final notice like message and then immediately deletes their account?”

At Sa Seung-yeon’s confident attitude, Lee Il-seo finally burst into a hollow laugh.

“Yes, I was heartless. Please give me everything.”

With a bird like laugh, Lee Il-seo walked to the cabinet, changed into hospital clothes, and neatly folded his clothes before putting them in the drawer. Since tomorrow was his discharge day, he had been organizing his belongings bit by bit, so unlike usual, the cabinet was clean and free of luggage. When he thought about how shocked Sa Seung-yeon must have been when he discovered the cabinet organized as if ready to leave at any moment, he felt sorry.

After slowly closing the door, Lee Il-seo stroked the cabinet doorknob once with his finger and opened his mouth.

“If I had met you earlier without us missing each other back then, I think I would have found courage sooner.”

Though he tried not to dwell on past regrets, those thoughts kept creeping in these days. Sa Seung-yeon, who had been watching Lee Il-seo rubbing his nostrils with an awkward expression, narrowed the distance between them

“Let me ask you one thing.”

Sa Seung-yeon leaned his shoulder against the cabinet while standing slightly askew. Though unintended, his voice came out hoarsely.

“This tendency of yours to try to solve everything on your own. Is it because you wish I wasn’t involved in your life?”

Lee Il-seo hadn’t revealed that Sa Seung-yeon was his biological father until he had bled an unbearable amount of blood, and the same was true for this lawsuit with Kang Hyung-won.

This was a question that had been rolling around in Sa Seung-yeon’s mind like a stumbling block all along. Was the reason Lee Il-seo didn’t rely on him because he no longer wanted to be entangled with him? If so, he should rightfully leave Lee Il-seo’s side.

Of course, it wasn’t an easy decision, but his resolve had strengthened during the long period when Lee Il-seo hadn’t opened his eyes. He’d decided that for the days ahead, he would support Lee Il-seo’s complete choice above all else, whatever Lee Il-seo wanted.

But instead of answering, Lee Il-seo just stared up at Sa Seung-yeon. His slightly complicated gaze reached Sa Seung-yeon steadfastly. After a silence as heavy as a thousand pounds, Lee Il-seo carefully spoke up.

“When I was pregnant.”

“…”

“There’s something scary about becoming accustomed to your pheromones, hyung.”

It was an answer in a different direction from the question. The brown eyes looking at Sa Seung-yeon were somewhat dark, as if deeply thinking about something.

“Eating, sleeping, even breathing became comfortable on a different level. But I tried to endure without smelling the pheromone on hyung’s clothes in front of me.”

“…”

“Because I was afraid that if I later aborted the baby and left your side, I would break apart alone when that time came.”

“Pathetic, right?” Lee Il-seo added quietly with a bitter smile. But even that gradually faded away before long.

“It’s similar now. I need to practice little by little because I’m afraid of the fact that you might not be in my future. Otherwise, who knows how I might fall apart?”

Sa Seung-yeon’s heart dropped once more. It was a dizziness similar to when Lee Il-seo had disappeared.

“When you naturally speak of what comes next, I feel confused.”

“…”

“Because time seems to have stopped here. I don’t see the noisy articles outside or the comments. Everyone is kind, and they all desperately want me to get better. Especially when I see you always protecting my side, I feel incredibly reassured and happy, almost unbelievably so. But at the same time, I’m afraid. When I fully recover and leave this place, returning to daily life, will there be a reason for you to stay by my side then?”

A faint crease appeared between Lee Il-seo’s pale brows.

“My future is so dark and opaque that I keep having this foolish thought of wanting to stay in this ambiguous reality forever.”

“…”

“With what certainty do you keep talking to me about the future?”

His voice sounded so desperate that it almost seemed like he was angry. Sa Seung-yeon slowly inhaled and exhaled. No matter how calmly he tried to speak, he could hear Lee Il-seo’s faintly trembling breath and pounding heartbeat more clearly than anything else.

Sa Seung-yeon slowly clenched his fist while enduring the feeling of his heart constricting.

Surprisingly, Lee Il-seo’s anxiety transmitted through his skin was so welcome. The answer that he kept his distance out of fear of relying on him melted Sa Seung-yeon’s heart, and while it was heartbreaking that Lee Il-seo still doubted his love, he was also grateful. The innermost feelings that had been difficult to reveal reminded him of past confessions, making his heart flutter even more. It felt as if time had returned to the moment he had wished to go back to countless times.

There was still a possibility. For Lee Il-seo, who said he felt infinitely small in front of him, there was only one thing for him to do. To erase the anxiety and give certainty.

“You know what? They say Indian rain dances have a 100 percent success rate.”

Il-seo’s brown eyes seemed to roll as they met his. Looking at the slightly confused, blank face, Sa Seung-yeon smiled gently and continued his explanation in a low voice.

“Because they pray until the rain falls. Some might call this dull stubbornness, but now I understand that feeling.”

“…”

“I don’t know when it will be, but as long as I stay beside Lee Il-seo, someday you’ll look at me properly. That’s the certainty with which I speak of the future.”

Sa Seung-yeon gently brushed back his bangs that had fallen to his eyebrows.

“But that doesn’t mean I’m not anxious. Honestly, it’s easy to say. I’m also busy every day reading and gauging your tone, your gaze, your every action.”

At Sa Seung-yeon’s honest confession, which he made while frowning, Lee Il-seo also smiled comfortably. Seung-yeon’s complaining voice, which always seemed so relaxed, felt new.

“So let’s do what we want. With that stubborn and constant heart that believes rain will fall someday.”

His large, firm hand gently tousled Lee Il-seo’s bangs. Lee Il-seo closed one eye and then opened it again as his bangs became slightly ruffled from being flattened while wearing a hat.

“I told you to hate me as much as you want while I like you, remember? Use me as much as you want after you’re done with that. And when you get tired of that too…”

“…”

“Then try to like me a little.”

As Sa Seung-yeon smiled playfully like a boy, Lee Il-seo finally turned his head to the side and burst into a weak laugh. “The room is a mess,” Sa Seung-yeon muttered softly to himself as he moved first, tilting his neck to the side.

While placing the items one by one back in their proper places in the disorderly hospital room he had messed up, Sa Seung-yeon asked.

“How about soft tofu stew nearby for dinner? You said you might miss it occasionally after discharge.”

“Sounds good. Oh, and let’s buy a gift for Director Lee Ju-seung on the way back. He said camping was his hobby, right? I saw a nice camping equipment shop around the hospital earlier…”

That’s how the two spent their last afternoon in the hospital room. After filling their stomachs heartily with soft tofu stew, the two settled comfortably on the guardian bed and hospital bed respectively.

Although it was dark, they could tell from the air and their breathing that neither of them was asleep. Il-seo, who was tightly covered with a blanket, touched his fingernails with his fingertips and opened his lips first.

“So, can I contact you even after I’m discharged?”

“…Of course.”

He sought permission with a nuance similar to a promise, so that Sa Seung-yeon wouldn’t worry, and also so that Lee Il-seo wouldn’t be anxious while gauging Sa Seung-yeon’s feelings.

“Like before, eating meals together, going to exhibitions, and visiting reed fields?”

“That would be nice.”

“Sharing good works and talking about songs, too?”

Sa Seung-yeon silently curled up the corners of his mouth at Lee Il-seo’s voice, which continued like cheerful chattering. Once difficult to open up, Lee Il-seo now endlessly tickled his heart with a voice that made him tingle. Sa Seung-yeon painfully suppressed the stiff feeling of wanting to embrace Lee Il-seo right away.

“Yes. Let’s do it all.”

Upon hearing Sa Seung-yeon’s answer, Lee Il-seo, who had been biting his lip, lay on his side so Sa Seung-yeon could see him. With his legs curled up like a shrimp, he continued in a voice comfortable with sleepiness.

“When the time comes that I no longer feel small by your side, I’ll be sure to tell you.”

It was like a pledge that no matter how long it took, he would surely reach this milestone.

“If you get tired or find it difficult in the meantime…”

“Really?”

It was something he added because it felt selfish to hold onto Sa Seung-yeon’s heart indefinitely under the pretext of mental preparation. But Sa Seung-yeon, who had been responding quietly, cut him off with a somewhat sharp voice.

“Would that really be okay?”

His heart fluttered at the unexpectedly intense black gaze and the voice that had become utterly serious. Lee Il-seo’s face hardened as he finally reconsidered what he had said.

Would it really be okay? If Sa Seung-yeon came to like someone else, if he left, could he really let him go without any lingering attachment? Though he pondered deeply, the answer wouldn’t come easily, as if a stone were tied to his tongue.

He felt belated regret about whatever he had said. Lee Il-seo, looking distressed, furrowed his brow and then relaxed it before giving a somewhat delayed answer.

“…No. I don’t think I could.”

Along with the small answer, the sound of Sa Seung-yeon laughing softly spread. Feeling the heat rising to his face, Lee Il-seo muttered.

“I’ve liked you for 9 years, Sunbae… so please like me at least a similar amount.”

Along with an acknowledgment, a cool laugh like autumn wind was heard. Having become embarrassed after having his innermost feelings exposed when he was about to say something he didn’t mean, Lee Il-seo adjusted his position, rustling the blanket. Sa Seung-yeon left a simple greeting.

“Sleep well.”

“…”

“Even better if you dream of me.”

His voice sounded particularly loud in the quiet hospital room. The sound of rustling blankets could be heard intermittently, as if someone was tossing and turning. Sa Seung-yeon, with his palms overlapping at the back of his head, smiled comfortably as he closed his eyes.

*

“…Mr. Lee Il-seo, Mr. Lee Il-seo.”

He opened his eyes to the gentle voice. Red blood vessels stood out on the whites of his eyes, which were still sticky with sleep.

“You must be very tired? The makeup is all done.”

“Ah, I’m sorry.”

“People get drowsy easily. The weather is warm these days.”

Lee Il-seo smiled faintly at the makeup director who was smiling. The particularly cold winter had already passed, and it was now fully spring. He thought he had only dozed off briefly, but somehow his makeup was already finished. After greeting her, Lee Il-seo walked out of the shop and got into the waiting van.

As the car moved, the weakly fluttering raindrops began to stick to the window. Although it was warm in May, the sky had been gloomy since yesterday, and finally, spring rain began to fall. Lee Il-seo looked at the raindrops that had curled into circles on the glass. A short vibration rang in his pocket.

[Attorney Kim Yu-min: Hello, Lee Il-seo-nim. I’m contacting you about the trial date. Please visit once.]

The lawsuit with Kang Hyung-won was still ongoing, and separately, Kang Hyung-won had already been detained after being charged with assault, molestation, and stalking following his suspect interrogation. The lawyer was confident that Il-seo would likely win the child abuse charges he was worried about, as there was consistent evidence and testimony.

“…”

After leaving a reply, Lee Il-seo put his phone back in his pocket. Through the car window, the photo wall structure was beginning to appear. Reporters, staff, and fans holding umbrellas looked like a disorderly black cloud.

A white face tinged with tension was reflected in the tinted car window. It was his first schedule in about three months since being discharged. Although his body had recovered significantly, he still lacked the courage to face the public and had postponed all advertisements and engagements. Then, unexpectedly, he was invited to an awards ceremony recently.

“The Temperature of Overflow” was not only nominated for the Grand Prize but also for Best Drama, and most of the main and supporting actors, including Sa Seung-yeon, were nominated for major acting awards. Lee Il-seo was nominated for the Rookie Award.

He had no expectations of winning. Just the fact that his name was on the nominee list despite the various controversies earlier in the year made his heart race. The agency, which had carefully examined public opinion related to “The Temperature of Overflow” nominations, cautiously suggested that he might start scheduling activities beginning with the awards ceremony, and after deliberation, Lee Il-seo decided to attend.

While waiting for his turn to enter near the photo wall, Choi Kyung-hyun, who had parked on the red carpet following the staff’s guidance, unfastened his belt and turned around.

“How’s your condition?”

“I’m nervous, but good.”

“Alright. Do well out there.”

Choi Choi Kyung-hyun gave him a thumbs-up as the van door slid open. As Lee Il-seo stepped out, his feet hesitated just slightly. In an instant, a flood of shutter clicks and the cries of fans rushed into his ears like a wave. He took a deep breath. Though his face showed clear nervousness, he straightened up and stepped forward onto the red carpet. A member of the security team held an umbrella over him as light rain continued to fall.

“Lee Il-seo! Over here!”

“Look here too, please!”

“Lee Il-seo, just one heart sign!”

His name was called from everywhere. Lee Il-seo smiled, waving his hand and making heart signs with his fingers at the cameras that looked like black eyes. Fans who hadn’t seen him in a long time cheered as they saw him. Lee Il-seo stopped walking, bent his waist, and bowed.

It was too chaotic to greet the fans directly with his voice. Instead, what Lee Il-seo could do was a cheerful greeting.

Lee Il-seo’s large eyes curved prettily, and his lips lifted softly. Flashes kept going off around the clearly smiling Lee Il-seo. The slowly falling raindrops sparkled as they reflected the flash and stage lights.

***

The memories from posing at the photo wall to sitting down were as blurry as if they had evaporated. Il-seo tried to concentrate on the awards ceremony while forcibly suppressing the somewhat dazed and elated, indescribable state of emotion.

There were congratulatory performances and breaks in between, but it was somewhat difficult to fully concentrate on this moment because the big and small incidents and emotional wounds that had occurred after the drama filming sometimes flashed through his head. Every time his smiling or focused appearance was shown on the screen, Il-seo had to endure the feeling of his heart tightening.

“Have some water.”

At that time, Seung-yeon opened the lid of the bottled water on the table and handed it to him. He must have been feeling the unstable pheromones since earlier. Il-seo took the water bottle and carefully moistened his throat.

“Next, we will announce the winner of the Best New Actor Award in the TV category.”

Il-seo slowly closed the water bottle lid. The VCR screen was showing five new male actors, including himself. He tried to act as if nothing was wrong as much as possible, but all five of them were very nervous, with similar expressions and eyes.

An actor in charge of the awards opened the award card and brought his lips to the microphone. Il-seo watched the scene calmly, but he had many thoughts. Whose name will be called? He had replied that he had no desire for the award to Kyung-hyun’s anticipation, but he was secretly envious of someone who would receive the Best New Actor Award, which would only happen once in his life.

“Lee Il-seo of <Temperature of Overflow>, congratulations!”

But against expectations, his name was called. For a moment, he couldn’t hear anything, and then applause poured from the people around him, and cracks appeared in his dazed expression. Il-seo, who widened his eyes at the sudden rush of gazes and stood up awkwardly, walked up the stairs following the staff’s gestures. His bewildered expression was full of undisguised embarrassment.

He received the trophy and bouquet and stood in front of the microphone under the pouring lights. When he went up on the stage, all the people participating in the awards ceremony became small dots and filled his vision, and goosebumps ran down his spine.

“Uh…”

Il-seo took a small breath as unfamiliar tension and excitement, and storm-like emotions surged. Even that trembling breath flowed out as it was through the echoing microphone, and Il-seo was surprised and looked down at the microphone. Il-seo, who calmed himself down, cleared his throat briefly and bowed.

“Hello. I’m actor Lee Il-seo.”

The moment he said his name, the commotion subsided and became quiet. Countless people’s gazes were directed towards him. Il-seo read Seung-yeon’s eyes first in the middle of it. Only then did blood begin to circulate in his head, which had been turning white with tension. Il-seo slowly opened his lips.

“…First of all, I would like to sincerely thank you for giving me this precious award that I can only receive once in my life. And I would like to give this honor to my Grandmother in heaven.”

His face appeared on the large broadcast screen. Il-seo, who took a moment to catch his breath, carefully took out his thank you speech in a calm voice.

“Director Chae Geum-soo, who believed in me and cast me, the warm <Temperature of Overflow> seniors, CEO Kim Jin-hong and the employees of Temperature Entertainment, and Kyung-hyun hyung, thank you. Jae-ho hyung, thank you too.”

He felt like he was going to cry when he mentioned the CEO, Kyung-hyun, and Jae-ho, so he moistened his lips once and continued.

“And to all the fans. I’m sorry for causing you concern. It was a particularly difficult winter in my life, which was not smooth. At the same time, it was also a season that became an opportunity for me to cherish myself. More than anything, I received this precious award thanks to all of you. I am more than grateful. I will constantly strive to repay this heart.”

It was an unexpected award, but the words he had always thought deeply about flowed out calmly. Today was his first official schedule since being discharged from the hospital. His body had long since fully recovered, but the fans who saw the schedule announcement had sent quite a few worried calls to the agency. They asked if his condition had fully recovered and if he was forcing himself to attend. For them, Il-seo smiled even brighter.

“And I would like to take this opportunity to thank those who gave me courage. Thanks to you, I have a very small amount of leeway in my heart, which was always busy with things right in front of me. Old things have fallen out through that gap, courage has seeped in, and now a slightly solid emotion has taken root. Now that it’s full spring, a new heart is blooming in that land.”

Il-seo, who suddenly thought of the raindrops falling like a long tail, looked at Seung-yeon.

“Spring rain is falling. I heard from someone that the Indian rain dance has a 100 percent chance of rain. To that person who always prayed with the same heart until the raindrops fell, I would like to say that the welcome first rain has now fallen.”

Il-seo stepped away from the microphone and bowed deeply.

“I will work hard. Thank you.”

The camera that had been capturing Il-seo turned the angle and captured the <Temperature of Overflow> production crew and cast members who were cheering and applauding Il-seo in turn. And the moment that angle moved to Seung-yeon, there was a commotion in the hall, perhaps because of the sculptural face that filled the screen. Il-seo smiled faintly as he looked at Seung-yeon’s face filling the screen and came down from the stage.

The dark eyes, which had been fixed on Il-seo without a single blink until he walked to his side, seemed to be filled with moisture or shining in the light. Seung-yeon’s figure, sparkling and applauding, was captured on screen for quite some time.

After all the awards ceremonies were over, Il-seo also left the venue somewhat late, as he was busy greeting people. Thanks to winning the Best Work Award, the <Temperature of Overflow> team who attended the ceremony were able to gather together and catch up for a while. There were many faces he hadn’t seen in a long time, and many people asked about Il-seo’s recovery, so even though he knew Kyung-hyun was waiting, he kept getting held back.

Il-seo, who left the awards ceremony late, pressed the elevator button with a rather hurried step. His arms were full of the trophy and the bouquet he had received.

‘I’m late…. Hyung must be waiting.’

Il-seo, who rushed into the underground parking lot, discovered Kyung-hyun standing in front of the van and ran lightly.

“Hyung, I’m sorry I’m late.”

“Congratulations, Il-seo!”

Kyung-hyun hugged Il-seo, who was running like a child, tightly. He hugged him so hard that he was almost out of breath. Il-seo also wrapped his arms around his broad back, holding the bouquet.

Since Kyung-hyun became his manager, he didn’t know how much he had trusted and relied on him. Among the many things he had experienced recently, Kyung-hyun was the only one he could confide in completely. He felt like family, no, even more like family, and his nose soon tingled.

“Hyung, thank you. Thank you… really.”

“Thank you? I’m the one who’s thankful!”

Kyung-hyun’s eyes, who had pulled him out of his arms, were also red. Kyung-hyun, with a muffled voice, took this opportunity to tempt Il-seo.

“If you’re really thankful, let’s go eat pork belly with flower patterns together tonight.”

“Ah, hyung! Really….”

Il-seo laughed, his eyes crinkling, because Kyung-hyun, who had been obsessed with pork belly with flower patterns ever since he recovered, was funny.

“Okay, let’s go. I’ll pay. I need to wash up, get comfortable, and eat a lot.”

Il-seo, who was wearing a suit and shoes that fit perfectly, with his hair styled and makeup done much thicker than usual, said as if making a pledge. As the tension began to ease, he belatedly felt hungry. Kyung-hyun took the bouquet from Il-seo and said.

“Okay, I’ve already checked the flowers and letters that came in earlier and put them in the car in advance. I’ll put the plaque in too.”

“That… I’ll keep this.”

Unlike the flowers he easily handed over, Il-seo pulled the trophy towards him like a child trying not to have his balloon taken away, the tips of his ears turning a light pink. Because it was the first award he had received, there were many things he wanted to examine in detail, such as whether there were any scratches or whether his name was written correctly. Kyung-hyun also smiled and nodded.

“Okay, let’s go home first.”

“Yes.”

Just as he was about to follow Kyung-hyun to the car, a familiar person caught his eye. He saw him getting off the elevator and looking around, and in just a few seconds, their eyes met.

He had tried to greet him earlier, but reporters and fans were crowded around him, who had won the Best Actor Award, so he couldn’t get close at all. In fact, he was belatedly embarrassed by his acceptance speech, which he had blurted out as if committing a crime, and his eyeballs strangely heated up whenever he saw him, so he had subtly avoided facing him.

But he saw him, raised his eyebrows, turned his direction, and started running straight towards him.

His neat jacket fluttered behind him, and his shoes vigorously pounded the floor of the underground parking lot. As expected, he didn’t hesitate at all.

“Hyung, I’ll go see Seung-yeon sunbae for a moment.”

“Okay, go ahead.”

Il-seo also ran straight without hesitation. As he got within reach, a large hand suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him in. Even as he was helplessly dragged along, the corners of his lips formed an arc. And over his smiling lips, his lips gently overlapped.

“…!”

Il-seo’s feet reflexively moved back because of Seung-yeon’s weight. His eyes widened.

With the breath he had run with, his tongue quickly became entangled amidst the heat where he could feel his rapid breathing. Il-seo, who had stiffened in embarrassment at the lips that met without a gap, unlike his expectation that he would be hugged, closed his eyes a beat late and followed his lips, pulling up the corners of his lips.

Perhaps because of the height difference, he lowered his head even deeper, and Il-seo tilted his head back and slightly raised his heels.

At this moment, it felt as if the time of all beings except Sa Seung-yeon had stopped. It felt like he and himself were the only ones in this world. Whether it was because of the pheromones pouring out like a flood or because of the kiss, everything felt hazy and tingling.

Seung-yeon, who slowly took his lips off, lightly brushed Il-seo’s eyes, which were soaked without him even realizing it.

“Congratulations.”

Only then did he remember that he was holding the plaque in his hand.

“Sunbae, congratulations to you too.”

His voice trembled pathetically, and he burst out laughing. Seung-yeon also burst into a cool laugh.

“What are you doing tonight?”

“I’m going to eat pork belly with flower patterns with Kyung-hyun hyung. Would you like to come with us?”

“Okay, that’s good. Call me.”

“Yes.”

A conversation so ordinary that it was hard to believe they had just kissed passed between the two. In the short time they were talking, Seung-yeon’s fingers tickled and intertwined between Il-seo’s fingers.

“Go in carefully.”

“See you in a bit.”

Pressing down on the feeling of his heart beating rapidly, Il-seo moved towards his car. Il-seo, who touched his lower lip with his finger where Seung-yeon’s lips had touched, bit his lip and swallowed the spreading smile.

It was only a short kiss of a few seconds, but the sight of the two people in suits kissing in the middle of the underground parking lot was captured on someone’s cell phone, and about three hours later, it spread on the internet, and the names of the two were plastered all over every community, SNS, and news article.

While the pork belly with flower patterns was sizzling, Seung-yeon lightly ignored CEO Hwang’s frantic texts, and Il-seo, seeing the picture of Seung-yeon and himself kissing, turned pale and only repeated the words, “What should I do?”

“‘Sa Seung-yeon Lee Il-seo Pink Lovey-Dovey Scene.’ Is this the right title for the article? What should I do?”

Kyung-hyun, who was sure to be scolded by CEO Kim Jin-hong for not stopping the two even though he was right next to them, also stirred the meat with the intention of postponing it for now.

“Yeah, and they’ve already filmed worse, so what.”

And Seung-yeon, who had been subtly unable to hide his excitement since earlier, smiled, his eyes crinkling, and put the meat in Il-seo’s mouth. In the end, Il-seo also chewed and swallowed the meat with a small sigh.

“Let’s have a toast. In honor of congratulating both of you.”

At Kyung-hyun’s suggestion of a toast, Il-seo filled his glass with water. The three people’s glasses clinked above the sizzling grill.

Throughout the meal, under the table, the legs of the two people wearing hats pulled down low were lightly intertwined. Il-seo, who was worried about his next work, Seung-yeon, who was advising him with a serious expression, and Kyung-hyun, who was busy putting meat in his mouth, stayed at the restaurant for a long time until the drizzling spring rain stopped.

The tangled skein of misunderstandings was unraveled. But the end was another beginning. The result of the misunderstanding was the love story that the two would write together.

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