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# Chapter 148: On the Spring Breeze
Eun-seo sat on the riverbank, feeling the spring breeze mingling with the sound of flowing water. Clouds drifted across the sky, lightening her heart. As the gentle wind caressed her hair, she gazed at the river and found herself remembering when Min-jun’s hand had held hers. With the soft touch of his palm came a deeper understanding—she felt what his heart had felt. Beneath the murmur of the water, she could hear his voice again, its warmth brushing against her ears, setting her heartbeat racing in rhythm with the river’s song.
Lost in that memory, she began walking along the water’s edge. The gentle lap of waves seemed to wash over her feet as she breathed in the river’s scent. The spring breeze stroked her hair while she watched clouds drift above the water’s surface. They moved across the sky, making her spirit feel weightless. As she walked, she noticed an elderly woman sitting on the embankment, gazing at the river as if remembering all the things the water held.
Eun-seo went and sat beside her. The grandmother took her hand, and together they watched the water flow. The river’s voice wrapped gently around both their hearts, and their pulses beat in time with its rhythm. The grandmother spoke softly. “When people disappear, all that remains is memory. Memory flows like the river’s currents.” Eun-seo pondered these words deeply. She thought of Min-jun’s heart, her own heart, the grandmother’s heart. All of them had once sat beside this river. All of them had sent their hearts into these waters. The river remembered them all. That memory was the river’s voice.
They sat in silence, their hearts beating with the water’s rhythm. The spring breeze touched their hair as clouds drifted overhead, lifting their spirits. Walking further along the bank, they discovered Min-jun sitting there, lost in thought as he gazed at the water.
Eun-seo went to sit beside him. He took her hand and looked out at the flowing water. The river’s voice now embraced three hearts, beating in unison. Min-jun spoke quietly. “I hope you’ll always be by my side.” Eun-seo felt the truth in his words, understanding the depths of his heart. With the river’s voice as accompaniment, she heard his words anew, felt them wrap around her soul, and her heartbeat quickened to match the water’s eternal song.
The three of them sat together, watching the river flow. The spring breeze caressed their hair as clouds passed overhead. Walking on, they found Su-min waiting on the bank.
Eun-seo joined him, and he held her hand. The river’s voice now embraced four hearts. Su-min looked at her earnestly. “I hope you’ll always be my friend.” Eun-seo understood the sincerity in his voice, felt his heart’s longing, and her own heart responded to the river’s rhythm.
Four became five when they discovered Do-hyun. Five became six when the grandmother appeared again. And the pattern continued—seven, eight, nine, ten. Each time, another soul joined them on the riverbank. Each time, Eun-seo took their hand and listened to their wishes. Each time, the grandmother’s words echoed: “Memory flows like the river’s currents.”
The numbers grew—eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen. More souls gathered along the water’s edge, each one seeking connection, each one sending their heart into the endless flow. The spring breeze never ceased its gentle touch. The clouds continued their journey across the sky. And the river sang on, carrying within its voice all the memories, all the hopes, all the love of those who had ever sat upon its banks.
Twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five souls now stood together, watching the water bend and flow, their hearts beating as one with the eternal song of spring.