I'll drop him off, and come back.
You'll come back soon, right?
Of course, I'll come back soon.
You are coming back, right?
Wait for me.
Ma'am, let me help you.
At the beach,
you may rent anything you wish.
Let's go.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
You've written a lot.
Will you take a look?
It's been a month since President Jang's departure.
President Jang's not here,
but why is the hotel as it's always been?
Because President Jang is no longer the owner of this hotel,
is my prudent assumption.
Mr. Koo.
I think you should go out into the garden.
Even yesterday,
there were some leaves and some flowers left.
But now, there's nothing.
I guess our President is not coming back.
Wait for me.
Ms. Jang Man-wol.
Come back quick.
Because I…
I'm starting to get anxious.
All our employees are against having a new president.
Please make President Jang come back!
I'm against it, too!
It took me almost 500 years to get used to Jang Man-wol.
So a new president now? No, never!
Whether Jang Man-wol returns or not is her decision.
There is no way she won't return,
not after leaving Mr. Koo here.
If she has set foot on the bridge,
she may have forgotten about him.
Laying down all her memories from this place,
and guided by the most distant memories…
She may just be crossing that bridge.
Is that why all the flowers have wilted?
So the tree is really dead now.
But then again,
the flowers have all wilted and disappeared…
It looks like Jang Man-wol is really dead.
Does that mean a new owner will arrive to this lunar inn?
The lunar tree is the owner of this lunar inn.
But the leaves, and the flowers, too…
They have disappeared and died.
How did Kim Jun-hyun shove down five of these at once,
when they're so hot?
It's a wonder.
They say that's where he sat,
so eat while it's still warm.
"To Ms. Jang Man-wol, I love you?"
You don't like it?
Are you confessing your love to me?
This is Kim Jun-hyun's autograph. Kim Jun-hyun!
Just leaving you with petals that'll soon fade away
is too tragic, so…
Not all flowers have disappeared.
There's something that still remains.
And in it, I left a flower
that dreams for the moon.