My favorite meaning of life or Lee Minho

The end of November, the first snow is falling outside, Han Jisung and Minho are students who ran away from the couple just to see and meet the first snow. In South Korea, there is a sign that says: the person with whom you fall under the first snow is the one with whom you will spend the whole year, until the next first snow. Minho and Jisung have been sweethearts since high school, but have been friends since childhood. But they will remember today for a long time. Hearts burn with flame and warm their owners. It’s -10 outside, but the boys don’t feel it, only love and kindness are feelings that warm. Going to the eatery under the hostel, they bought chocolate, which burned their tongues, but it was very warm. The day that will be the last for Minho and the day for Jisung to lose his meaning in life. Two young men were already lying in the snow, throwing away their hot chocolate and making snow angels. - Look, Minho-hyung, your hat has such a funny print! And it’s true. Minho put on his pompom hat, not the most beautiful, but the warmest. Then Jisung got hit on the shoulder and something cold spreads over his sweatshirt. - Whoa, Minho! — Han Jisung was shivering from the cold, it became colder outside, and he also got a snowball. Then the elder took off his jacket and gave it to the younger. - Take it and let’s go home, we’ll make tea with lemon, turn on the movie and warm up. - Take it, I’ll get there without your jacket! You’ll freeze and get sick! And you know how much I don’t like it. Then you will infect me too. - I’m warm and so, after I went to some kind of therapy that Chan recommended and became a superman. - Well, Minho-ya! — Jisung lightly hit the guy in the stomach, that is, in the language of Han Jisung: he protested, — Well, put on a jacket! Lee Minho didn’t pay attention to this and went to the house, the younger had nothing to do and he put someone else’s jacket on his own and ran after him. Upon entering the apartment, Minho immediately began coughing, coughing very hard. - I told you! So you got sick. - I just choked on my saliva, that’s all! I didn’t get sick! — Minho lied, his chest hurt, his legs couldn’t hold up, his reddened fingers were trembling violently. - Quickly go to the bath! I will wash you and warm you. Now I’ll turn on the tiles in the bathroom and everything will be great. Khan ran to the other end of the apartment and began looking for a button to turn it on. Then Lee Minho fell to his knees and began to breathe raggedly, there was a fog before his eyes, and if they asked who he was, he would not answer, and would not even be able to do it. - Why aren’t you, — the younger one ran to Minho and saw this picture, — Minho! Minho! Please answer, honey. I’ll call an ambulance right away, just be patient. Han Jisung dialed 1339 and the buzz sounded. They echoed throughout the apartment and suddenly a woman answered. — Hello, you are greeted by the Korean Ambulance Service, how can I help? — I don’t know what’s wrong with my boyfriend. He fell to his knees, breathing raggedly and unable to say anything. - Tell me your address, please, we will send you an ambulance. — Street ***, building 4, entrance 4, apartment 12. — The ambulance will arrive in five minutes, wait. - Thank you, — Jisung hung up the call. The younger one sat down, leaned against the wall and put Minho’s head on his lap, stroking it a little. - Everything is fine, dear, just be patient for five minutes, please, I’m close, — Han said in a whisper, trying to at least calm his breathing. Five minutes later the intercom rang, Khan answered them that the 2nd floor and the apartment are on the left side, signs had not yet been hung in their entrance and therefore they had to say which side. The doctors quickly got up and took Lee Minho away. -Who are you to him? - An old friend and boyfriend. - Then you eat with us. Having lit up quickly and almost started running, he and the doctor went to the car. Minho was already lying there; they measured his temperature and blood pressure with his pulse. - Well done for reacting so quickly. - Thank you, — Han answered dryly, his hands were shaking, and he could barely pronounce the words. - What happened to him before that? Maybe he did something wrong? - We were walking and he threw a snowball at me, but it hit me by the collar and I started to freeze, he saw it and gave me his jacket. - Now it’s clear that we’ll come with him soon, prescribe him pills and treat him. They drove up to the hospital and went into it. Han Jisung sat for ten minutes and waited. He was worried, very much, because Minho once jokingly said that he didn’t have long left, and then said that this was a response to Felix for calling him old and that Han had listened, but he listened carefully and such did not have. It turns out it wasn’t a joke at all. Apparently Minho waited until the echo reached Jisung. -Are you Han Jisung? — Han was torn from his thoughts by a nurse who came up with some papers. Apparently the results and photos from the X-ray, or maybe they were just prescribed pills from the doctors. - Yes, I am, but what? What about him? - He has pneumonia, honestly, I’ve seen it more in children, and Lee Minho apparently had been sick for a long time and ignored the disease. He died, I offer my condolences. The world before Han’s eyes froze, the tracks flowed at the fastest speed, the meaning of Han Jisung’s life is Lee Minho, now he is gone, now everything is lost, now he is dead, but only mentally. It turns out, riding in memory, Minho joked a lot on this topic, apparently trying to tell, but Han Jisung always “didn’t listen,” no, he listened, but Lee Minho just always said that. - Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, — Jisung sat in the hospital for the third hour and cried, he hit himself on the knee, — I’m a fool, a fool, a FOOL! How come I didn’t notice before? The day that became the last for Minho and the day for Jisung, who lost his meaning in life.