Passion Novel Novel Chapter 112: He said he was looking for you

Chapter 112: Chapter 112: He said he was looking for you.

Upon hearing Jeong Jaeui’s words, Abdul Rahman fell silent. He seed displeased.

But in the very next mont, a strange expression crossed his face. It wasn’t exactly a surprise, but Jeong Taeui couldn’t quite na it. He wondered if Abdul Rahman had rembered sothing important or realized sothing, or maybe it was just a flicker of astonishnt.

"...—?"

Jeong Taeui thought it was strange.

The frozen expression of the Arab man, as if he had just realized sothing, and Jeong Jaeui silently standing before him.

Jeong Taeui looked at them suspiciously, unable to understand anything. Only silence

enveloped them all. The strange atmosphere was sowhat uncomfortable, and Jeong Taeui licked his lips and scratched his head.

"Hearing you say that is really embarrassing, thank you for saying sothing so wonderful..."

Jeong Taeui mumbled, unable to hide the awkward look on his face.

Gil Sang Cheon. Jeong Jaeui’s Gil Sang Cheon. Those were things he had heard many tis. Although he didn’t know the reason or the veracity of it, he was often called that by people around him.

However, hearing it from Jeong Jaeui himself, he still felt a bit embarrassed. As if his brother was bestowing a great favor upon him.

But Jeong Taeui didn’t know what else to say, so he remained silent.

Abdul Rahman looked at Jeong Taeui with a cold expression. His icy, glassy eyes seed to pierce into every corner of Jeong Taeui’s thoughts, and finally, he turned away.

He walked away without saying a word. No greeting or even a glance back. Abdul Rahman ascended the stairs and strode down the corridor, followed by the guard from earlier.

Only Jeong Taeui and Jeong Jaeui were left.

Nothing had changed. Everything was the sa as before he ca. The breeze was still refreshing, and the sky was dazzlingly clear. Birds flew among the dense branches, flowers exuded their strong fragrance, wafting in the wind with every breeze. Everything remained as it was.

In this quiet and peaceful place, they t for the first ti.

The only thing that had changed was that the silence was no longer a comfortable one; the air had beco heavy and stifling.

Jeong Taeui quietly looked down at his feet. He was barefoot, not even wearing shoes. From the room to the corridor and then to the yard, he had walked barefoot with Jeong Jaeui everywhere.

The smooth floor and the even yard with soft grass didn’t hurt his soles. Inside, soft carpets were spread out, and there wasn’t a single pebble hidden under the grass, probably because the gardeners and housekeepers ticulously cleaned every day.

Jeong Taeui wiggled his toes. Under the grass, dirt clung to his feet. Slowly, Jeong Taeui turned around.

Behind him, Jeong Jaeui had sat down on the chair he had occupied earlier and opened his book again.

"...."

Suddenly, all the strength seed to drain from his body. It felt as if the tension in his heart had just been released.

"What is this? Am I the only one feeling suffocated and heavy here?"

Jeong Taeui sighed and mumbled, sitting down. In a nearby bush, not far from Jeong Jaeui, he sat down, not caring if his clothes got dirty. Jeong Taeui pulled his legs up, hugging one knee with his arm, and lazily looked at Jeong Jaeui.

As if nothing had happened, he sat there looking at him for a long ti, feeling relieved. So, Jeong Taeui suddenly asked, without hesitation.

"Am I really Gil Sang Cheon?"

Jeong Jaeui’s eyes, which were on the book, lifted to et his gaze for a mont before looking away. Jeong Jaeui simply nodded without saying a word. *Rustle* a page turned in the book.

"Why."

This ti, Jeong Jaeui didn’t look at him anymore, as if he was engrossed in the book and not listening to what he was saying, offering no response. But Jeong Taeui remained silent, waiting, because he knew he would soon have an answer.

Not long after, Jeong Jaeui spoke.

"It just is."

"...."

A brief answer.

It felt as if all the strength drained from Jeong Taeui’s shoulders, unable to bear the weight of his body, he felt like collapsing to the ground. Jeong Taeui muttered, "Hyung."

But Jeong Jaeui fell silent again, as if jeong Taeui would never get an answer even if he

waited forever.

"Because when we were young, whenever I got sick, you would get sick too, right?"

"That could be a reason, but not entirely."

"Then what is the reason? I get sick, you get sick, and then I bring you luck, isn’t that too

unscientific?"

"In essence, science is nothing more than a collection of general results from countless

accumulated experiences."

"....No, what I an is..."

Jeong Taeui clicked his tongue. Jeong Jaeui wasn’t soone who couldn’t understand what he ant. Furthermore, when he was puzzled by sothing, Jeong Jaeui would point out the part he couldn’t understand before.

But then...

Jeong Taeui suddenly sighed.

He directed his gaze to the distant sky. The sun had reached its peak and was slowly setting. In just a few hours, when the sun set, darkness would envelop everything. Another day, like any other day.

Nothing better, nothing different. After all, there’s no such thing as a big deal in this world. And whether Jeong Taeui really was Gil Sang Cheon, what difference did it make? He didn’t know if he brought bad luck to him, but if it was good luck, then that was fine. If Jeong Jaeui didn’t want to talk about it, then it wasn’t important enough to warrant an answer.

Jeong Taeui shook his head. "Hmm" - he sighed and then smiled.

"Taeui. You are quick-witted. You always have been. Should I say your senses are very sharp?"

Jeong Jaeui said. He marked the page, closed the book, and looked at Jeong Taeui. Jeong Taeui frowned slightly and then smiled again.

"So are you."

Jeong Jaeui said, then bit his lip. As if looking at a stranger he had just t for the first ti, Jeong Jaeui slowly looked at Jeong Taeui. From head to toe, he observed him carefully, as if trying to find the trace of soone he didn’t know in him.

Jeong Taeui widened his eyes, then lowered them and stared at the hand resting on his lap. It was a hand that had been part of his body since birth, but now it seed particularly unfamiliar. Just like Jeong Jaeui in front of him now. Perhaps even in his eyes, he felt that Jeong Taeui was unfamiliar.

Jeong Taeui looked at his brother again.

But he was Jeong Jaeui - another Jeong Taeui. Soone who didn’t even recognize his feelings for his younger brother.

Jeong Taeui smiled.

"The reason is really unconvincing..."

Jaeui also gave a faint smile.

As if the conversation had ended, he stood up. His steps were slow and gentle as he ascended the stairs, passing in front of Jeong Taeui.

His feet glided over the smooth white stones. Walking along the corridor, Jeong Taeui looked at the back of Jeong Jaeui, who was five steps ahead of him.

His straight and resolute back. Just like his deanor, unchanged as always.

This place is completely isolated from the outside world.

Although there are eight doors in the corridors and a small side door, this annex is completely secluded and seems to exist separately.

The four grand and magnificent doors are tightly locked, although they are certainly not just for decoration. These iron doors seem to need several people to open them even if they weren’t locked.

The four side doors at the end of the corridors are divided into two. Doors leading inside and doors leading outside... The inner doors lead to the bedrooms or workrooms, while all the doors leading outside are locked, except for one.

Of course. Even if you step through that door, you are not really outside because it only leads to a courtyard still within the building. However, despite being enclosed by towering walls, the courtyard is so spacious that it doesn’t feel confining at all.

The other three doors - Jeong Taeui didn’t know where they led - seem to be doors leading out of the annex, but two of them are locked. Not only locked but also plastered over the seams with gypsum, rendering them inoperative.

The remaining one is the only entrance. But that is where the Arab man stands. He is both the doorkeeper and the watcher of Jeong Taeui.

There is a small square pond in the courtyard - he doesn’t know its purpose. Jeong Taeui thought it was a swimming pool, but it is too shallow, only reaching his thighs and not suitable for swimming. Additionally, the water in it is too cold, and there are no fish, yet it sits in the middle of the courtyard. Jeong Taeui lay prone on the ledge and groaned as he swished his hand in the water.

Everything is so difficult. That’s all he could think about now.

Jeong Taeui had been here for a few days. Both he and Jeong Jaeui were under house arrest here. Jeong Jaeui had been living here for several months and seed to consider living in such a place as normal.

In reality, he couldn’t do anything else. No, maybe he also wanted to live a life like this, just like Jeong Jaeui.

The truth is he was exhausted. The days when he could allow his body and mind to rest seed so far away, so he was ready to accept such a quiet life. His body, always in a state of being chased, and his mind, tornted every day, seed ready to embrace such a peaceful life.

But.

"I’m scared of him..."

Jeong Taeui lay prone and buried his head in his arms. The water up to his elbows was icy cold.

Ilay. Ilay Riegrow.

What is he doing out there now? A hundred percent bet that his mood must be very, very bad right now.

This place is completely isolated from the outside world, and he couldn’t hear any news. So Jeong Taeui was quite worried.

"...."

Jeong Taeui slapped the water. A few red flower petals floated to the surface, bobbing with the waves.

"Ilay...."

He quietly whispered his na. Like the sound of the wind.

Maybe this was for the best.

He could escape from him if he stayed here.

No one from the outside could touch this place. Neither T&R nor UNHRDO could access it, which is why it took them so long to find Jeong Jaeui. If they made any mistake, the owner of this place would imdiately move Jeong Jaeui elsewhere and wouldn’t let it go. So, he couldn’t act rashly either.

This applied to Jeong Taeui as well, as he was now with Jeong Jaeui.

In this place, he could avoid the relentless pursuit and the constant lurking threats. It would be a bit inconvenient since he couldn’t go outside, but that’s it. As long as he could escape the terrifying and eerie situation.

"Yes. Thinking about it, this is good. Maybe I could even live here happily... if I don’t go

insane."

Jeong Taeui lowered his head and then lifted it again. He suddenly felt his ears burning.

He lay prone and pushed himself forward a bit, subrging his head in the water. Bubbles rose to the surface.

What was he doing?

It was aningless. Anyway, he had managed to get away from him (at least temporarily), so why was he thinking about going back to him once more?

’Not only am I schizophrenic, but I’m also crazy, Jeong Taeui. I must be insane to think that he might just click his tongue a few tis with a cold expression and say, ’He ran away again.’

....It can’t be like that.

Then, suddenly, a question popped into his head.

’What does Ilay think of Jeong Taeui?’

"...!!!!!!"

Jeong Taeui quickly lifted his head, spluttering.

He couldn’t hold his breath any longer. Water dripped from his soaking wet hair, soaking his neck and clothes.

Jeong Taeui panted heavily and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. Suddenly, his gaze fell on a pair of feet standing a few steps away from him.

Feeling strange for a mont, Jeong Taeui stared at his own bare feet, then at the leather shoes in front of him. Sohow, his bare feet and those shoes looked so different.

Jeong Taeui looked up and saw a familiar but cold face.

As usual, with a ’friendly’ smile on his face, the man with the long na Abdul Rahman Abid Al Saud stood there.

"Ah.... How long have you been there?"

Jeong Taeui squeezed the water out of his soaking wet hair and asked. Abdul Rahman replied briefly, "For a while" and looked down at him.

Jeong Taeui knew he had co to the annex because he had seen him pass through the corridor to the office earlier. Since the only places Jeong Jaeui usually frequented here were the office and this courtyard, if he wasn’t found here, he was definitely in the office.

At least once a day, Abdul Rahman would co here to et him. Not to chat but always with so business-related purpose.

"Have you decided to accept my offer today?"

"If you don’t accept, you won’t be able to leave here."

"If you agree, I promise to let you go and also give you a corresponding sum of money."

However, Jeong Jaeui’s answer was always the sa. Judging by their conversation, it

seed like these questions and answers had been repeated daily since he was detained here. So Abdul Rahman didn’t seem disappointed or angry at his refusal. He would just add, ’Let

know whenever you change your mind.’ and then co back the next day.

Today was no different. When Abdul Rahman entered the office, Jeong Taeui noticed and lay down by the pool in the courtyard, listening to the distant greetings, just like every other day. It seed their conversation had ended while Jeong Taeui was lost in his thoughts, head down in the water.

Jeong Taeui looked at Abdul Rahman, who was still just looking down at him without saying anything, and he pushed aside the wet hair sticking to his face.

Was he angry because Jeong Taeui dunked his head in the pool? He didn’t think that act had any religious significance.

Jeong Taeui smiled and spoke.

"Why do you look so scary... It makes

think that while I had my head underwater, you wanted to grab

and drown ."

Abdul Rahman raised an eyebrow and laughed softly, ’haha’, at his joke.

"You truly are Jeong Jaeui’s brother. Very perceptive, just like him."

"...."

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and now a joke for a joke?

Jeong Taeui smirked and looked at him with narrowed eyes, trying to gauge his attitude. But Abdul Rahman changed the subject before he could tell if he was joking or serious.

"How is this place? Is it comfortable?"

"Ah... Although not being able to know what’s happening outside is a bit uncomfortable, it’s fine. It’s very comfortable here."

"That’s good."

Abdul Rahman nodded and smiled.

Seeing him like that, Jeong Taeui wondered if the man who had wanted to kill him with a

cold face before and the one smiling at him now were the sa person. One day he wanted to kill him, and the next day he was smiling and greeting him politely as if nothing had happened. Could he have a split personality?

But after spending a few short days here, he realized that wasn’t the case.

Abdul Rahman was completely the kind of person he never wanted to et unless absolutely unavoidable, encountering him by chance in a place like this.

No matter how bad his personality might be, Jeong Taeui didn’t think his character was

compatible with his own.

In fact, he knew a man who was nothing short of a devil, and of course, his personality was extrely terrible. If soone said, "He has a good personality," he would be ready to tear that person’s mouth apart.

But beyond the personality issue, there was sothing about this man nad Abdul Rahman that made him uncomfortable being around him.

Thinking back, he didn’t understand why. No, objectively speaking, Abdul Rahman was admirable in many ways, but the man seed to have thorns all around him, making Jeong Taeui feel uneasy.

However, just as Abdul Rahman was about to leave, Jeong Taeui suddenly spoke up.

"Ah, but."

However, as soon as he said those words, Jeong Taeui imdiately regretted it.

Unconsciously, he had grabbed Abdul Rahman’s sleeve. The icy black eyes glanced down at his hand. He quickly let go, and Abdul Rahman silently dusted off his sleeve before responding quietly.

"What do you want to say?"

"I want to get out of here."

Although he knew these words were useless, Jeong Taeui still said them. It was just like how Abdul Rahman ca every day to et Jeong Jaeui to persuade him to create weapons, even though he knew he would be refused.

Abdul Rahman was silent for a long ti after hearing Jeong Taeui’s words. He stopped walking and looked down at him.

"You want to go outside."

"That’s right. I...—I have unfinished business outside."

"Outside. Does it have anything to do with Ilay Riegrow of T&R or Xinlu of Ling Ho Long?"

Jeong Taeui was silent. His face briefly turned pale but quickly regained its composure. Thinking about it, it wasn’t strange that Abdul Rahman knew. He probably had all the information on how Jeong Taeui ended up here.

Jeong Taeui looked straight at him and smiled.

"You know too well."

"Last night at the mosque, I t a friend and chatted for a while. There was a rather

interesting topic."

Jeong Taeui raised an eyebrow at his words. Abdul Rahman slightly curved his lips into a

smile.

"Yesterday morning, a friend of mine ca here to vacation and said he was beaten to near death by a man nad Ilay Riegrow."

"....."

"He said he was looking for you."