“That sounds good, too…” San murmured. He took the glass of wine Biyeon offered and extended his hand towards the horizon to see the vibrant colors of the wine swish around in the glass after being hit by the rays of the setting sun.

The reddish hue of the fruit wine was beautiful to behold in the natural sunlight. He brought the glass up to his lips and slightly tilted the glass upward.

“To your health and complete recovery!”

Biyeon lifted her chin and looked up at the sky. The clear blue sky showed signs of evening cloud cover rolling in. The view was comfortable and calming. A small smile formed on her lips. She was happy and satisfied. Biyeon felt satisfied because she was with San. There was no internet, television, or radio. Also, there wasn’t a trending song blaring everywhere, nor people aggressively peddling useless products. 

There was time to spare and time to reflect. There was more stuff to do than someone living in a modern apartment, but she still had time left over after finishing her daily tasks. It was a contradiction no matter how she thought about it…. Why did she never seem to have enough time when she lived in Korea?

Instead of the...