Chapter 337
When Jeong Haewoon awoke from the dream, he was crying as always.
“……”
He felt miserable. Devastated.
‘…Just when I thought I was getting used to it.’
This damned self-reproach and regret showed no sign of ever disappearing.
As he trembled at the familiar heat, something cool touched his forehead. It took longer than expected for him to realize that the damp object was a wet towel.
Still lying down, Jeong Haewoon turned his head toward “Gio’s Portrait.” The thing named “George” watched him with its distinctive jewel-like eyes gleaming. Jeong Haewoon felt a sense of incongruity.
“…Do you know something?”
It was a sense of incongruity he had somehow grown accustomed to despite having lived alongside him for only a short while.
“For someone who smiles like that, your gaze is remarkably arid.”
“Surely not… Isn’t it a passionate gaze? How could you look upon the most beautiful eyes in the world and reach such a conclusion? Might you be mistaken?”
“Even though you love entertaining things and are observing me at this very moment.”
And yet, despite that, he sent Jeong Haewoon such an indifferent gaze as though he felt nothing. This Garden surely harbored love and hatred toward humanity. Jeong Haewoon often wondered where that discrepancy came from.
‘I wish I could be like that too. So inhuman that emotion, expression, and their source could all exist as separate things…’