Chapter 106
As the old man said so many things in one sentence, the subtle differences in accents and facial expressions made Ruhae and Kyosul feel as if he were speaking to someone else.
Who was it?
"Hill… . "
Kyosul murmured, trembling unconsciously.
Hill.
That was the only subject that the fortune teller mentioned in that sentence.
That fortune teller called Ruhae and Kyosul a bird and rain respectively.
If that was the case, the hill was clearly not referring to them.
How could he talk about somebody else when he was trying to tell their fortunes?
He seemed to announce someone's existence that was inseparable from their lives.
When Kyosul was trying to ponder over it more, Ruhae embraced her tightly.
When she was wrapped in his arms, she could shake off the anxiety that filled her whole body.
"We stayed outside too long. Aren't you tired? Let's go back," Ruhae whispered gently.