I lowered the window by about 5cm. Not to let the wind in, but to breathe it in.
The wind that passed through the narrow gap poured onto my temples.
I slightly moistened the back of my neck and took a deep breath.
With just one breath, my lethargic eyelids, which had been filled with a green scent, suddenly opened wide.
Is this the scent of bamboo?
Long bamboo trees that hadn’t entered the rectangular frame created by the window since a while ago were lined up along the road, making a swishing [dash] sound as they swayed.
The sound of bamboo leaves colliding with the wind.
In my desire to taste the peculiar bamboo scent, I slightly stuck out my tongue towards the wind.
As expected, I couldn’t taste the scent.
The green scent, filling my nose, only penetrated deeper into my mouth.
“We’ll be arriving soon.”
The taxi driver, wearing a black uniform and a square hat, said in a slightly hoarse voice.
Because I couldn’t speak Japanese, he probably hadn’t said a word to me during the entire journey.
Before departing for this place, we exchanged a few words while loading luggage into the trunk, but in the end, we couldn’t understand each other’s intentions and just exchanged bitter smiles before I got into the car.
Fortunately, in high school, my second foreign language was Japanese, so I could infer that what the driver had just said was probably something like, “We’re almost there.”
It seems we’re almost there.
They said it was a small hot spring village facing the seaside, but the scene that unfolded before me was a landscape of small, not very tall houses gathered around a Lego-like blue sea and its surroundings, blocked by rough white walls for safety.
However, the freshness of the vast sea that could be seen beyond couldn’t be stopped.
As the coastal scenery passed like a storm and we entered the forest path, a two-story detached house made of wood came into view.
“Here.”
Due to my already evident poor Japanese, the driver uttered only one basic word instead of a sentence.
He even shook his index finger and pointed it towards the ground.
I responded with a smile, just indicating that I understood.
Although I had only planned to stay for a month, I had brought everything I could, so it was cumbersome to drag the trunk the driver had handed me with one hand.
I pulled the trunk with both hands behind my back and energetically pushed it forward, looking ahead.
I could feel the stiff wheels rolling forward through my fingertips.
The host mother, who had already informed me in advance, saying that there wouldn’t be anyone at home when I arrived, and that she would leave the key under the brown pot under the left third of the row of pots along the front wall, added that I should enter first, unpack, and relax.
Not a very relaxing thing to say.
I unlocked the door with the key and entered. Even though it was midday, the entrance was shrouded in darkness.
When I went out to the right where the sunlight was pouring in, there were four large sliding doors blocking the front.
A living room with green tatami mats, something I had only seen in dramas, appeared.
I momentarily pushed open the sliding door, which was only slightly ajar to let in the sunlight, to both sides.
The sunlight outside seemed to rush in as if waiting, filling the room in an instant.
I might have been in big trouble if I hadn’t opened the door. Ah, it’s warm. The sunlight is so nice.
I sat quietly, gazing out the window. As the sunlight touched my face, drowsiness quickly overcame me.
The heavy trunk still hadn’t left the entrance, but due to the sense of relief that no one was here and the refreshing air, I just wanted to lie down.
I happened to notice a beige sofa next to a small table.
I probably just wanted to lie down for a moment, but it seems I fell asleep in the meantime.
I raised my heavy eyelids with a rustling sensation.
As I lifted my head, still burdened by unrelieved fatigue, and focused on the slender eyes, a unfamiliar young man caught my eye.
A man who was looking down at me with a disdainful look.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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