Passion Novel Novel Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Prologue

As soon as the doorbell rang, Jeong Tae-ui suddenly stopped. The bean fell from the chopsticks he was holding in his hand and rolled around on the plate. It only took a few seconds for it to roll off the plate and leave a long sticky streak on the table, and at the sa ti, the doorbell rang again.

Jeong Tae-ui gently put down his chopsticks and cautiously turned his gaze towards the door. He had a bad feeling when he heard a vague footstep going up the stairs.

No, to be precise, he felt uncomfortable from the mont he woke up, because whenever it rained, his knees ached. Every ti it gets windy with pouring rain, his knees scream. But it has never been as painful as today, which is a bad on.

Jeong Tae-ui had just prepared a simple breakfast and drank a few glasses in a bad mood, no different from the harsh weather with light rain falling at the mont. The sound of footsteps coming from outside beca even clearer.

With this old dormitory building that was built more than 20 years ago, just a cat entering can make entering can make a sound reach the rooftop.

And on the third floor right below the rooftop, soone ca to Jeong Taeui’s house at 7;00 a.m early in the morning. From the mont he heard footsteps going up stairs, he had a bad feeling.

And the mont the doorbell rang, the on beca reality.

Almost no one ca to his house. The only person who lives with him here is his brother, but he left the house four days ago, and he won’t ring the doorbell because he already has the key.

That study step stopped outside the door. The person rang the bell again while he was still deep in thought. The knocking on the door and footstep sounded again. It was a heavy sound. It really sounds like military boots.

The mont he rembered the two words military boots, his premonition beca even stronger, this ti the doorbell rang three or four tis in the row. He had only eaten a few bites of rice but his appetite had completely decreased so he had to put down his chopsticks again.

The man standing outside the door carrying that unfortunate on showed no signs of backing down. His heart beca more depressed when soone refused to knock on the door or say anything but just stood there ringing the doorbell repeatedly.

When the doorbell rang for the 12th ti, Jeong Taeui helplessly stood up and walked to the door. The person standing outside the door took a step back when the door opened. The shoes that made that heavy sound were clean military boots without a speck of dust. The man wore a straight, wrinkle-free military uniform that was tailored to fit, ay no, no, it was not a military uniform but just uniform. But the place this man is working is not much different from the army.

The small silver badge attached to the collar looked especially obnoxious. Anyway, it’s a badge that many people in the world crave but can’t get their hands on. (What’s that?)

Nothing good has ever happened to each of these n wearing that neat uniform and wearing that badge. It must be said that this was the third or fourth ti he had seen that man wearing this uniform.

Black gloves took off the hat he was wearing. The man looked at Jeong Taeui and smiled gently. (Run...baby run)

"I haven’t seen you for a long ti. Nothing special happened, right?"

It had been about three years since he saw this man. During that ti, a lot of things happened.

He almost died while defusing bombs and also almost died from a drug rejection reaction while undergoing surgery. He also almost killed soone and was discharged before half of the prescribed ti.

Jeong Taeui stared at the man for a mont with a complicated expression then sighed and said.

"I don’t know if there’s anything special about

that you don’t know. But why did you co at this hour without contacting

first..please co in".

No wonder he had such a bad feeling.

It’s not that Jeong Taeui doesn’t like this man, but he feels uncomfortable when he visits him in this outfit. But thinking back, maybe he ca to look for his brother, not him, and he didn’t bring any bad news. Jeong Taeui breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when Jeong Taeui stepped aside feeling like he was welcoming soone bringing a plague into his house, the man’s face was full of joy, without a trace of discomfort. Jeong Taeui asked after closing the door.

"When are you coming back?"

"Two hours ago. I just ca back from the airport."

"Ah, so that’s it... but you should have contacted

before coming. I’m not at ho."

The man threw himself on the sofa in a comfortable position that did not match that wrinkle-free uniform. As soon as he heard Jeong Taeui speak, he stopped for a mont and looked at him.

"No? So when will he co back?"

"I don’t know. He went out four days ago and I haven’t been able to contact him either. Did

you co back to Korea just to see him? If so, your efforts will be in vain."

"Is there no way to contact him?"

"If I could easily contact him like that, it wouldn’t be Jeong Jaeui. You already know, but you still ask."

Jeong Taeui sat on the chair opposite the man and responded indifferently.

His brother is a person whose movents are uncertain. If he has sothing to do and has to go out for a day or two, he will inform you and then go. But there are also tis when he goes out without an appointnt to return. Sotis it took three to five days for him to return, and sotis the longest ti was more than two months without receiving any news from him. Now Jeong Taeui doesn’t know when he will return.

But this ti he had a feeling that he wouldn’t see Jaeui for a long ti. Four days ago, while walking on the street, his brother said sothing incomprehensible and then left.

"If people only live a life filled with luck, there is nothing interesting at all. I also want to

experience the so-called ’bad luck’."

Jeong Taeui was lost in thought for a mont as he rembered the image of his brother leaving with a smile as aningless as those words. Originally, he was considered an incomprehensible person, but even if he tried to guess what he ant when he said that, he was helpless.

But...

"Uhm, what now..."

Looking at him, he mumbled incomprehensibly while tapping his forehead with his fingertips. Jeong Taeui rembered what his brother said, ’I want to experience the so-called ’bad luck’ again’. He is soone who can turn bad into good in an instant. If that’s the case, he won’t be able to experience that so-called bad luck in his entire life.

Jeong Taeui has an older brother born on the sa day and ti as him. Even though he was a twin, his brother looked nothing like him, and he was also frighteningly intelligent. Even the word ’genius’ is not enough to describe his intelligence.

If his brother wasn’t soone with an indifferent and sowhat indulgent personality, and if he wasn’t soone who had no interest in the society around him, not even the slightest bit of ambition then to exaggerate, he could have blown a continent off the face of the earth.

Even the United Nations’ human resources training organization covets him because of his exceptional talents ranging from social sciences to engineering sciences and even the arts.

On the contrary, Jeong Taeui is a very normal person. Rather, a little better than the average pierson. Either way, no matter what he does, he won’t fall below average. There are also tis when he hears others say that he is also excellent in each field.

However, if Jeong Taeui is praised as excellent, it must certainly be the result of his tireless efforts. Unlike his brother who can easily achieve the highest score without even half the effort of others.

But Jeong Taeui has never been jealous of his brother. He thought it would help him in so things, but he never wanted that kind of talent. What Jeong Taeui envied his brother was not his intelligence or abilities. What he envied was his brother’s rare luck.

His older brother - Jeong Jaeui, is an extrely lucky person. So much so that even his genius brain, which is said to be the genius of geniuses, cannot be compared. His luck is so great that even saying he was born under a lucky star is not enough. Even if he gets caught up in a major accident, luck will keep him safe without a scratch on his body. As a student, he never received pocket money. Because it doesn’t have to be.

Originally, he was a person with no material desires, so he didn’t need much money. But

suddenly sothing unexpected happens and he needs to spend money and doesn’t have any money, so he will borrow a few coins from people around him and buy lottery tickets.

If so, then that day’s lottery brought luck in exactly the amount of money he needed.

It always happens that way.

Besides Jeong Jaeui who considers luck as a very normal thing in life, Jeong Taeui experiences normal luck and misfortune similar to a normal person. After all, he would be lying if he wasn’t jealous of his brother’s good fortune in having such a life.

As a child, Jeong Taeui was very jealous of him. It is the jealousy that anyone will have for the wonderful and good things that they cannot have. But when Jeong Taeui gets older, it’s not that bad anymore.

Even so, he liked his brother.

He has an extrely wrinkled brain and the ability to use that brain is beyond amazing.

Although he has extrely good luck, his personality is not obnoxious at all. Although he is a bit unusual and indifferent, as a younger brother, Jeong Taeui finds that completely normal. His brother is simply trustworthy.

Jeong Taeui still considers him as a good brother.

... Even after the two of them have lived together for 20 years, he’s still a person with many puzzling points, but it seems like all geniuses are like that, Jeong Taeui doesn’t know. But he felt that maybe his brother didn’t like him very much.

Four days before he left ho, the night before.

As usual, he was staring at a complex blueprint of sothing that Jeong Taeui couldn’t understand, and occasionally wrote down chemical formulas and drawings of molecular models next to it. Jeong Taeui thought to himself that perhaps he had plunged himself into his ’world that outsiders cannot know’ when looking at those strange numbers and chemical formulas. Jeong Taeui climbed onto the sofa next to him and took out a normal literature book that he could understand and read.

It was a quiet and comfortable night like any other. His brother looked at the papers for a

long while, not sure if it was because he was tired or not, but he imdiately pushed them aside and lay on the floor with a bewildered face as if he was lost and looked up. ceiling.

Then, a tired sigh rang out. He suddenly ca to Jeong Taeui and sat down, took his little finger and said.

"Here..."

Then, he spread out his little finger and continued speaking.

"There is a red thread tied tightly between these two fingers. We were born on the sa day and at the sa ti, so maybe it’s natural, there’s no other way... So, cut it."

"...What?"

What he said was difficult to understand. He is inherently soone who always does things that he cannot understand. But he never said anything he didn’t understand.

It was true that he had an abnormal brain, but now Jeong Taeui really doubted whether his brain was truly normal in the conventional sense or not.

However, he just looked at Jeong Taeui with calm eyes and opened his two fingers to form a scissors shape and pretended to cut the invisible red ’thread’ between his pinky and Jeong Taeui, as if he was cutting off the invisible relationship.

And right after that, he looked up at the ceiling again as if nothing had happened. Jeong Taeui kept his pinky in the sa position and stared at it then suddenly asked.

"You... You actually hate , right?"

Or maybe he recently did sothing that made him disgusted. Jeong Taeui searched his mories but couldn’t rember what kind of thing he had ever done. What’s the problem? What was so serious that his brother suddenly said to cut off the rope connecting the two of them? (Even if you don’t see it)

When Jeong Taeui asked that question, Jeong Jaeui turned to look at him with surprise.

"Why ?"

His brother said so. Jeong Taeui tilted his head and stared at his brother. But he doesn’t know what his brother’s thinking. Confused, Jeong Taeui returned to looking at the book without saying another word.

But if Jeong Taeui thinks about it now, perhaps the aning behind that statent ans, ’Then why should I like you’, right?

No matter what question there is now, the only person who can solve that question has left without setting a date to return. He left saying that he wanted to endure the surrounding misfortune.

Jeong Taeui thought he had said all the words in his heart, but now seeing him leave like that is very, very lucky. He left before this troubleso guest could arrive and bring trouble with him.