The third of a woman dreaming of ..So two years ago to work as factory workers Kiheung subcontract semiconductor plant that can fit in the credit card was lost.
"Oh, now I need to get fired here,"Wait a minute while waiting in the lobby, and with flashes went to sleep.
Some women come to me in my dreams, I said.
"I'm going to find out about the card, it's fine.. I'll get it."
Kkaeteulttae ulryeotgo sleep, your phone, someone at a restaurant, I gave my card to get you to give the information desk.
Since then, she also sometimes appears in my dreams.
She is big, clear eyes, gyareumhan face, smooth and white skin, thin arms and legs, now a woman's eyes, the curve starts jeonggalham stitch in feminine charm, sometimes with a woman is exposed ..
These days, dreaming of her again. One day she came to the room I'm sleeping.
Cold room, alone, sleeping alone, and that a woman by my side nuwotda seureureu. She gaseumpak angin I began to be heat up the heat. The woman's hair in my arm felt a year.
Soft skin and a young woman's delicate scent is not shallow .. I wanted to see the face of the woman did not look too close .. Perhaps I may be squashed on the scissors .. However, it was good. The woman's arms, her soft skin, her body temperature, the scent of the girl, like, like reality, no more real than reality, like it came to me. In my dreams "You would not dream of it" Have said ..
While working, she was still thinking. Nuguin think I knew in the past, a way, it was mixed with a few people like her, and seemed to not one, who is she?
She said that in the second.
In the second dream, she shed tears hayeomeopyi. I can see the face of the woman and they had it. Big eyes, short, short, swaying in the dark-eyed, white gyareumhan face, the cool stretches a long arm and two legs, and fingers Streamlined chyeotneunji piano, my hands are full umkyeojwineun finger strength. I continue to wipe off the tears of the woman gave.
They did not say anything .. I did not say anything, I know, she seemed to mind.
Woke up from sleep in once again consider the woman saw. Obviously, I know, is the face. Natikda. No, natikeumeul beyond friendly, like family and you can feel the love from a lover's intimacy. However, past the bushes, no matter how he can not remember the face ..
And setjjaenal again, she was in a dream.
It is a small theater. Wakjahada people. She and I sat in the audience .. We were watching the show without seeing each other. I once again looked at the woman's face everywhere. Clear, large eyes, the eyes looking walkak numerous twinkling like tears, the eyes. Swaying from side to side in a little bit by bit the big black eyes, mouth, eyes open as you do not need to say to all the fullness of the story ..
Intense black hair, hair is not hair of the mountain. Climbing over the narrow shoulder, and then down a long, flexible arms, I was watching just as much heart.
Why, I'm in a dream that a woman who seems to know. I did not wonder about the identity of the woman. Manjimyeo face each other for bodeurapge that seemed wirohaeju grief. "That's while I lived away so long" That the story of her black eyes that seemed rich.
Setjjaenal morning, I woke up sleep. I do not know her face a few years of kkudani .. Who was that woman .. Some of my past memories of the woman did ..
Match the fictional characters I did mix it around .. Or in a previous life unfulfilled love radiate to the chest to see what wonhon .. Or either, I do not know the woman in the castle, I did express ..
I want to dream of her tonight again .. And tonight I want to ask her to meet. Who are you? Who's that I know you? I can go with you as you do in the world? This desire to rip off all of reality, you can not go into the world of you?
Woman in a dream, do not know the name ..
Dream, my world as a lie, the real dimensions of space and time over the fall in the morning, not far away, you sondatji ..
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