“This time, I’ll buy it for you.”
Hyun Woo turned his head and glanced at Sori.
She had jumped the gun, without even suggesting they go together.
Sori quickly added,
“You gave me a gift, after all.”
But her voice had shrunk under his persistent questioning gaze, “Why?”
“Because thanks to you, I was able to take the college entrance exam, get into college, and become a doctor.”
“That’s a given.”
He responded as if it was nothing special.
An overdue greeting after eight years seemed suddenly new.
Sori had a lot to say, but she swallowed her words, afraid that she might reveal her feelings.
“Do you eat spicy food well?”
“Sorry? Ah, no.”
Unaware that Sori was embarrassed, he diverted the conversation without a proper answer.
A moment of silence flowed afterwards.
Only the air Sori was breathing felt awkward.
Soon, he served the pasta in a skyblue ceramic bowl and put it down in front of Sori.
Her eyes widened in surprise, and a small sigh slipped from her mouth.
“Wow.”
“But won’t it be hard to eat with your hand like that?”
“No. Not at all.”
Despite having no appetite, Sori responded decisively, fearing he might take her portion.
“It’s a relief that you didn’t hurt your right hand.”
Even if she had hurt both hands, he was oblivious to Sori’s heart, which was thrilled enough not to care.
Hyun Woo, who had been staring at her injured hand, asked.
“Do you like wine?”
“…No?”
Sori felt a sudden flush at the question.
She neither liked nor was good at drinking alcohol. The only thing she did like was…
“You know you shouldn’t drink alcohol with a wound, right?”
“…”
Looking straight at me with clear dark chocolate colored eyes, he was saying something.
Sori’s mind went blank.
His unrealistically close face stole her gaze, and her heart, which had suddenly jumped out of place, was pounding in her ears.
The subtle floral scent coming from him quickly enveloped the air around Sori.
“Yu Sori.”
“…”
“Yu Sori?”
“…Yes?”
“What’s your answer?”
What did he say…
She couldn’t dare to tell him that she hadn’t heard.
“What were you thinking about.”
“I’m sorry.”
She was momentarily distracted… No, because he was looking at her too closely.
She had made another mistake.
‘I’m going crazy. What should I do?’
He turned around with a poker face and took out a lemon and green leaves from the refrigerator. Then there was the sound of clinking ice.
Shortly after, a goblet with a long straw was placed in front of Sori.
There were slices of lemon and mint leaves in the cup, and the carbonation was fizzing.
“This is lemonade… Did you make this for me to drink?”
“Because your wound might get infected.”
So, he was saying she shouldn’t drink wine if possible.
“…Thank you.”
She had never noticed the presence of her heart so vividly as she did today.
Sori’s eyes couldn’t tear away from the lemonade in front of her.
The fresh lemon scent and fizzy carbonation seemed as if they would awaken her dormant unrequited love cells.
No, perhaps they already had.
After finishing their meal, Sori and Jiwoo enjoyed their own little party.
A chat with Jiwoo, who she hadn’t seen in a long time, was likely to last until dawn.
“Let’s go up to my room now. I have something to give you.”
“For me?”
“Yes, get up.”
Having emptied a bottle of wine and carrying a new one, Jiwoo led the way out of the dining room.
Hyun Woo would be somewhere on the second floor.
While climbing the stairs, Sori tapped her cheeks and needlessly played with her hair.
Upon reaching the corridor on the second floor, she naturally started to tread lightly.
“Oppa must be in his study. I guess he likes being like that even when he’s at home.”
“Let’s go in quickly.”
Worried about disturbing him, Jiwoo and Sori whispered and quickly entered the room.
Jiwoo started rummaging through the wardrobe.
She handed a fluffy apricotcolored dress to Sori. It was a new dress with the tag still attached.
“Try this on, Sori.”
“I’m fine. When would I wear something like this?”
Sori, who always dressed neatly for work, was just grumpy.
“I’m a doctor normally. You don’t have to dress so plainly. Let’s dress up a bit. If you keep saving your pretty body and face, it’ll go to waste.”
Pushed from behind, Sori found herself standing in front of a fulllength mirror. Jiwoo held the long dress against Sori’s shoulder.
The color seemed to brighten her face. The dress was also fluttery and delicate, which was quite lovely.
“As expected, I knew it would be like this.”
“Thank you. I’ll wear it well.”
“What do you mean, ‘I’ll wear it well.’ Trying it on and just holding it against you are different. Hurry up and try it on.”
Rushed by Jiwoo, Sori changed into the dress, pretending to be helpless.
The subtle apricot color wrapped Sori’s slim body like a blossoming spring flower.
“It feels a bit awkward.”
“Turn around once.”
Sori moved stiffly, following Jiwoo’s directions. Jiwoo scrutinized Sori with a hawk’s eye.
“Is it weird?”
“Weird? If you wore this to the hospital, all the doctors and patients there would faint. Oh, the patients shouldn’t faint again. That’s a problem.”
Sori eventually laughed at Jiwoo’s excessive compliments, but the dress was still awkward.
“Is it really okay?”
“It’s really pretty! You could totally be a CF model. Ah! I have to change clothes too.”
Jiwoo, who changed into a mintcolored fluffy dress, suddenly suggested taking a picture.
Click went the fulllength reflection in the mirror. Click went the selfie with their faces together.
Sori and Ji Woo laughed and chattered away like young girls back in their teenage years. They played and talked for quite a while.
The time approached midnight.
Ji Woo ended up falling asleep first, having drunk the second bottle of wine. Sori, also slightly drunk from the wine she had not had in a long time, felt heavyheaded.
‘Just two glasses, and I’m this drunk.’
Her pale face flushed as if she had only put a blush on her cheeks.
She felt feverish and wanted some fresh air.
Quietly, she left the front door alone and strolled around the garden.
Her mother called just in time.
“Yes, Mom. I’m at Ji Woo’s place. I’m planning to sleep over and leave tomorrow. If I leave today, Ji Woo will get upset……”
A soft spring breeze blew gently in the night, brushing Sori’s hem and passing by.
While on the call, she curiously watched her skirt fluttering in the wind.
“Yes. You too, Mom. Have just one glass and go to bed. I’ll cook a nice dinner for you tomorrow. Yes, good night.”
After finishing the call with her mom, she reflected on the evening.
Thinking about Hyun Woo cooking in front of the induction stove, her face grew hot again, and she even giggled for no reason.
How was the pasta taste?
When she returned tomorrow, she’d have a bunch of stories to jot down in her diary after a long time.
It had been an unexpectedly overly joyful evening.
“Oh, this is nice.”
She spread her arms slightly, cooling her hot cheeks with the night breeze.
Suddenly, she felt a warm weight on her shoulder.
“You’ll catch a cold like that.”
It was a large cardigan. The scent made her instantly think of someone.
After offering his cardigan, Hyun Woo, now in a shortsleeved outfit, stood next to Sori, both facing the same direction.
“When did you come out?”
“Just now. I needed to clear my head for a bit.”
The tall man glanced at Sori, slightly furrowing his brows.
“What are you wearing?”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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