“Let me take a look at it.”

“The wound can’t be seen because it’s covered by the bandage, but the doctor said it was nicely stitched up. Not to mention, it’s located above the life line[1], so my life line’s now longer than it used to be.”

Woo-Jin jokingly said that while showing her the bandage that was placed over his life line. His life line was originally broken in the middle, but it had become connected because of this incident. He didn’t believe in palmistry, but whenever he told other people about it, they would laugh and say it was a good thing.

“That’s good.”

As expected, Kang Hye-Min responded in the same way, so Woo-Jin burst out laughing. A soft smile appeared on her face when he started laughing. 

“Woo-Young’s life line was especially short. Hence, I often beat myself up whenever I think about how he left the world so early because he was born that way. So It’s really a good thing that yours became longer.”

Not knowing how to react, Woo-Jin smiled, and quietly lowered his head. She looked so sad that he couldn’t bring himself to offer some sloppy words of consolation. Kang Hye-Min was now in her forties; there were already stands of gray hair sparsely distributed all over her disheveled hair. The fine wrinkles on her lackluster face made her look perpetually sad even when she remained still. 

“I didn’t mean to dampen the mood by saying things like that, I’m sorry.”

Flustered, Kang Hye-Min apologized to him. She had unintentionally blurted out her thoughts because it was something that had always been on her mind, but because it seemed as though she ended up making the ambiance weird between them. In her experience, people weren’t exactly a fan of depressing stories like these in general. 

“No, it’s okay. I’m fine with it. He’s my younger brother...