When a kissing scene with O Chaewon came on, Kyungmi leaned in intently. Wasn’t she the one saying she wasn’t watching for Jaeho? Kyungjoon scoffed in disbelief.
Seeing Jaeho made him think of Dasom.
She used to be the easiest person to read, but suddenly she became a puzzle. It was like being an undergrad struggling with an elementary math problem. It made no sense, and yet he couldn’t find the answer.
The subtle distance she kept. The discomfort with physical contact. The averted gazes.
He had carefully navigated towards her lips over years, almost a lifetime. He’d been there for her, aiming to be the only man in her life.
There were times he wanted to pounce without mercy, but somehow, he had managed. And he thought he was almost there.
Kyungjoon crushed the empty beer can.
“Unni.”
“Yeah?”
“I know everything about Yoon Dasom. I can tell her condition just by her footsteps. I know why she cries, why she laughs. I knew everything… but now, I don’t.”
“That’s normal. She’s actually a complicated person. You’ve been treating her like a kid.”
“Well, she is a kid to me.”
“A kid? She’s your age!”
Kyungmi chewed on her squid and ordered Kyungjoon to get more beer. He got up heavily, muttering to himself.
“She’s driving me crazy… Yoon Dasom.”
He angrily fetched more beer and sat back down. Watching the affectionate Jaeho on TV made him uncomfortable, so he started playing games on his phone. Suddenly, Kyungmi spoke up.
Kyungjoon irritably fetched a beer and sat back down. Watching the affectionate Jaeho on TV made him uncomfortable, so he started playing games on his phone. Suddenly, Kyungmi spoke.
“Watching this, Jaeho… Kyungjoon, doesn’t he strangely look familiar? There’s something about him…”
“What is?”
Kyungjoon kept his eyes on his phone as he responded.
“Why would Jaeho look familiar to you, Unni? Because of Yoon Dasom, you have an internal affinity?”
“No. You know, Woojung’s friend, Seonghyun. Why does Jaeho’s gaze just now remind me of him?”
Kyungjoon aggressively tapped his phone and scowled.
“Who? Kim Seonghyun? Oh, that arrogant guy?”
Kyungmi took her eyes off the screen to look at Kyungjoon.
“Hey, come to think of it, you’ve always reacted like that to Kim Seonghyun.”
“How can he resemble Jaeho? Look at the height difference, for starters. And Seonghyun wore glasses, and he was just plain-looking. Totally different.”
“It just seemed like that for a moment. Why are you getting so worked up about it?”
Their conversation ended there. This was typical of their sibling interactions. Kyungjoon sipped his beer, thinking that picking pretty words for his sister was something Woojung would do, not his own sister.
Woojung.
He was always exceptional, shining right from his hundred-day celebration photo. He grew up without any setbacks, becoming so well-known in high school that everyone in the neighborhood knew Woojung. It was common for him to receive business cards on the street and get countless confessions. Kyungjoon thought he was incredibly cool.
The object of every girl’s admiration, Woojung only knew Yoon Dasom and Lee Kyungmi. Especially with the way he took care of his sister, boys who had a slight interest in Dasom would give up before even trying, intimidated by Woojung. Kyungjoon liked that a lot.
The only thing he disliked was Woojung’s friend, Kim Seonghyun.
He couldn’t understand why Woojung was so protective of Seonghyun, who was just an average guy in both looks and personality. Moreover, Seonghyun would often look at Dasom with a vague interest. Kyungjoon couldn’t stand it.
Was it because he saw Dasom’s cheeks flush when she and Seonghyun’s eyes met?
He tried to dismiss it as a trick of the setting sun, but he couldn’t hide his unease and even warned Seonghyun directly. He still wasn’t reassured, so he went to Woojung.
“Hyung, Kim Seonghyun keeps making Dasom uncomfortable. Do something.”
Woojung’s lips curled into an enigmatic smile.
“I know.”
That was all he said. Kyungjoon couldn’t understand Woojung’s intentions. He planned to talk again after the field trip.
After the funeral and cleaning out Woojung’s belongings, they found an old, worn-out practice script. It must have been Woojung’s dream to become an actor.
Kyungjoon believed that if Woojung had lived and become an actor, he would have been a far greater star than Jaeho.
“Come to think of it, Kim Seonghyun. He disappeared suddenly after that accident.”
That’s right. And Kyungjoon was grateful for it. He was glad that man had vanished from Yoon Dasom’s life.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
