An Actor Who Has Lived For 10,000 Years [EN]: Chapter 218

218. #39 – Memories with Her (3)

That feeling of being pulled into somewhere.

The moment Song Yoona’s hand touched my forehead.

I was sinking into a long tunnel, a very dark and deep place, with a feeling I had never experienced before.

“Uh… uh?”

Was this the deep sea, or a dark and damp cave?

I couldn’t tell anything.

A fading vision.

Barely regaining my senses, I was walking aimlessly towards somewhere.

Thud… thud.

I didn’t know where I was going or how long I would have to walk.

This place was like a desolate desert.

The surroundings were filled with red air, perhaps because of the sandstorm.

“Ugh….”

A fierce sandstorm assaulted my eyes.

I barely covered my eyes and face with my hands and continued walking forward.

In an instant, as if by magic, the vast desert disappeared without a trace.

“What the heck is this…?”

The surroundings, which had been glowing red, were completely replaced by black walls.

Bang-.

With the sound of a door closing, I was suddenly trapped between black walls.

And in the middle of this room, there was a very large and indescribably thick book.

A very thick book that seemed to be connected by threads.

It wasn’t just one book.

Several tens, or at least close to a hundred books.

Those books were woven together to look like one book.

I carefully approached and opened the middle of the book.

Thud-.

The book opened with a dull sound.

Inside, I saw writings with letters that were all too familiar.

“This… isn’t this my handwriting?”

A familiar handwriting.

It was clear that I had written them.

I frowned as I looked at the handwriting.

I hurriedly read the contents of the opened page.

“The punishment of 10,000 years, the end of that hell is still nowhere in sight. When will I ever escape this hell…?”

The moment I read the contents aloud.

I knew it right away.

This thick book, woven with numerous books, was my memoir.

And as soon as I realized that, I immediately flipped through the pages back and forth, reading the contents.

Flip.

The thick and large page turned.

“I have already repeated dozens, or at least hundreds of marriages. Every time I have a new life, it was to adapt to the current life, and to mingle with the people of this life.”

I tilted my head as I read the words.

Because in my recent memories, there was no memory of ‘marriage’.

I continued to concentrate with a distorted face.

“And one woman whom I loved with all my heart and sincerity. After that day with that woman, I never dated or married again. That’s….”

I swallowed hard at the end of the page.

I hurriedly turned another page.

“That’s… after meeting her again.”

I tilted my head and widened my eyes.

“…Her again?”

Unable to contain my curiosity, I hurriedly read the next content.

“One person who lit up my 10,000 years of hellish life. Seeing her reincarnated form, and seeing someone other than me next to her… I could never meet or love anyone again.”

The contents were incomprehensible.

In summary, I had a sincere love with a certain woman.

After a heartbreaking farewell.

Later, I saw the woman reincarnated.

And there was someone else next to her, not me….

After that, I never loved again… is that what it means…!

Flash-!

The memoir I was looking at.

The black walls and the desert disappeared in an instant.

And in front of me was only the worried face of ‘Song Yoona’, who was putting her hand on my forehead.

“It seems like you have a fever on your forehead?”

Song Yoona tilted her head, comparing the heat of her forehead with mine.

At that time.

Her eyes and my eyes met like sparks in the air.

Sizzle-.

In an instant, my head became dizzy.

Song Yoona’s sparkling eyes.

The moment I met those eyes, all the scattered pieces quickly came to me.

In an instant, the pieces were put together as one.

In other words, it was the moment when all my memories were revived.

“Ah….”

Song Yoona’s face.

It overlapped with my previous memories and came to mind.

…9/11 terror.

Once again, the scene of that time vividly appeared before my eyes.

September 11, 2001.

A trading company in New York.

I was living a part of my 10,000 years of life there.

My name was Alex, and next to me was Laura.

And I knew it at once.

Laura is Song Yoona’s past life.

Laura was my close work colleague and a woman I was close to.

The person this woman loved was another man, not me.

Song Yoona, that is, Laura, loved and married another man, not me.

And the two had a child as a result of their love.

September 11th, this day.

A terrible terror occurred.

Laura met a tragic death in this trading company building.

I had no time to cry, and I saved the life of a child.

The child’s name was William.

Laura’s child.

…….

“Agh….”

Again, Laura, no, Song Yoona was in front of my eyes.

The moment Laura’s and Song Yoona’s faces overlapped.

I covered my head with my hands due to the extreme headache.

“Hee-sung, are you okay?”

Song Yoona’s voice, which was right in front of me, but sounded faint.

“Haa… Haa….”

It was the first time I had such a severe headache that I couldn’t even breathe.

What the heck is this….

I gasped for breath and tried to overcome the heavy eyelids to regain my senses.

But my eyes were closing more and more.

The image of Laura that I saw from time to time.

No, the image of Song Yoona, who was Laura’s reincarnation.

My vision was spinning and I couldn’t see in front of me.

“Hee-sung, wake up. Can you hear me?”

Song Yoona’s voice calling me desperately was also fading away.

It was bright daylight, but pitch-black darkness fell in front of me.

Thud-!

I lost my mind as my whole body was completely drained of strength.

“Hee-sung…!”

Song Yoona’s wailing voice.

“Hee-sung, wake up. Jin Hee-sung!”

***

Blinking, blinking.

I gave strength to my heavy eyelids and opened my eyes, and saw a white ceiling.

Soon, my eyes closed again.

There was no sound, nothing could be heard or seen around me.

“Haa….”

Before I knew it, a sigh burst out.

“Hee-sung, are you awake?”

Faintly, the voices around me began to be heard faintly.

“Hee-sung, Jin Hee-sung. Can you see me? Can you hear my voice?”

A voice shouting as if my ears would fall off.

Suddenly, I came to my senses at the feeling of grabbing and shaking my body.

Flash-!

When I opened my eyes again, the ceiling and everything that had been blurry until just now became clear.

“Hee-sung!”

This faint voice was also clearly heard in my ears.

“Hee-sung, how many is this? Can you see?”

“Two… two.”

“That’s right. Are you feeling better?”

That’s right.

The person who had been shaking my body since earlier.

The person who shouted as if my ears would fall off.

It was Manager Kim.

“…Hyung [older brother or close male friend].”

At my call, he hurriedly opened the water bottle and carefully handed it to me.

“Yeah, it’s me. Oh… do you know how surprised I was?”

I received the water bottle that Manager Kim handed me and hurriedly quenched my parched throat.

He took the water bottle I handed him after drinking and took care of it.

“I want to get up a little.”

“Wait a minute, you can’t get up suddenly yet, I’ll just raise the bed a little.”

Manager Kim carefully raised the back of the bed.

“Is this okay?”

“Yeah, thank you.”

My lips were dry.

My back was soaked.

My whole body was soaked with sweat, wondering what had happened.

But my face was dewy, as if someone had wiped away the sweat.

“Hyung, what the heck is going on?”

At my question, Manager Kim finally sat down on a small chair next to the bed.

“That’s what I want to ask.”

“Huh?”

“Why did you go to meet Yoona with such a tired body? You should have rested.”

His face was full of worry.

“What are you talking about?”

“You went out to meet Yoona and collapsed. Don’t you remember?”

At his words, my brow furrowed.

Soon, everything before I collapsed came to mind.

Song Yoona’s touch on my forehead.

And my collapsed figure.

In addition, Song Yoona of the past, who came to mind at the same time as her touch.

And all my memories….

“Aah…!”

At the same time as the memories came to mind, my head throbbed again.

“Haa, haa.”

At Manager Kim’s touch on my arm, I took a quick breath.

“Haa, it’s okay. Hyung.”

Manager Kim sighed deeply and said.

“You’re overworked.”

“Me?”

He swallowed another sigh that was about to come out and nodded.

“Yeah, it would have been a disaster if you had collapsed alone on the street without Yoona.”

At Manager Kim’s words, I looked around.

“So, where is Song Yoona?”

At my question, he raised his eyebrows and answered.

“Yoona went back to her hotel earlier.”

“Ah, really?”

I nodded at Manager Kim’s words.

I felt very sorry for Song Yoona.

I wanted to apologize to her.

She waited for me at the filming location the day before, but I couldn’t keep my dinner appointment with her.

So, I called her today saying that I would be her LA guide for the day.

I lost my mind due to things that no one could understand and collapsed in the middle of LA.

Nevertheless, Song Yoona took me to the hospital.

I couldn’t hide my sorryness for the fact that she thankfully had me hospitalized in this place and went to the hotel.

Unlike me, Song Yoona would have taken the time to come to LA for a trip.

I felt guilty as if I had ruined one day of her trip.

How can I apologize and repay her for this?

Her past life comes to mind when I think of Song Yoona.

In that past life, I loved Song Yoona so much.

Although there was another man next to her, not me.

And earlier, before I lost my mind, there was the content I wrote in my 10,000-year memoir that I saw.

There was content that I wrote in that diary-like book.

I loved her so much, but after seeing her fall in love with someone else.

I could never love or date again.

Then, in 2001.

After that life in which I experienced the 9/11 terror.

Have I not met anyone?

Come to think of it, in my recent memories, I don’t think I’ve ever felt the emotion of love for anyone.

Song Yoona and her past life.

And then, when I looked back on my past, 10,000 years, my head was dizzy.

“Hee-sung.”

Manager Kim called out to me, who was confused.

I came to my senses and looked at him.

“Huh?”

“I called you several times, what were you thinking about that you were so넋을 놓고 있어 [lost in thought]?”

I forced a smile and shook my head.

“Ah, it’s nothing. Why?”

“Yoona hasn’t been gone to the hotel for long.”

At his words, I slowly nodded and asked a question.

“How long have I been in the hospital?”

“You’ve been here for at least 3 hours.”

I tilted my head at Manager Kim’s answer.

“Then Yoona has been here for almost 3 hours?”

At my words, he rolled his lips in and shrugged his shoulders.

“Yeah, and….”

It was a hospital where there were no Koreans in sight.

Nevertheless, Manager Kim looked around and whispered to me.

“Yoona was crying and making a fuss.”

At Manager Kim’s words, I frowned with an unbelievable face.

“Song Yoona cried?”