“Why did you come here?” Jun’s eyes seemed to ask, but he didn’t look like someone who was forced to come. “I’m relieved.”
“……When did you come?”
“I had enough time to get a cup of coffee.”
“We prepared coffee and your favorite tea.”
“It must have been done by the broadcasting people, not you. You talk as if you did it.”
“……No, it wasn’t like that.”
“Well, if it’s a big deal, I’ll drink them all later.”
Just then, Jun gestured towards the front with his takeout coffee. I turned to see Hyunsu about to start the briefing with a microphone in hand.
I had completely turned to the front when Jun whispered behind me.
“And, endure it even if it’s uncomfortable. It’s only for a month or two.”
“…….”
“I saw the way you were looking at me.”
Before I could say it wasn’t like that, the lights in the conference room went off. The briefing had begun. I worried that my missed timing to respond might have been taken as an affirmation of what Jun had just said.
Contrary to Jeong Eun’s concerns, Hyunsu led the briefing smoothly. He even managed to create a warm atmosphere by interweaving stories of our first loves that nobody had asked about.
I noticed a smile on Jeong Eun’s lips next to me. A similar smile appeared on my lips as I listened contently to Hyunsu’s words.
” is a very direct yet metaphorical title in this sense. Let’s look at the planning intent.
‘To visit the places where memories with a first love, long out of contact, were made, and to vividly reenact those bittersweet memories. That first love was here in the past, and still lingers undiminished in those memories.’
We may not know where they are now, but ‘In fact, they have always been here, with me in these memories.'”
Those words from Hyunsu sank deeply into my heart.
When this program was planned, a storm of unexpected events had passed. I found Jun’s house in a seaside village, pushed by fate. In that house full of memories, I met Jun.
Although much time had passed behind those memories, the moments with you felt as if time had stopped.
The harsh words we exchanged transmitted a cutting pain, but the time facing you in that memory-filled house was incredibly precious. That’s why.
‘In fact, they have always been here, with me in these memories.’
That sentence began to resonate deeply within me.
Jun must have been thinking of me all this time in that house, in those memories we shared together.
I might have been bitter to you, and recalling our memories together might have been painful, but we were always together in those memories.
That’s why I couldn’t forget. Forgetting those memories would be like erasing you from within me.
“The main goal of this program is to dramatize these clear memories of a first love through the expressions and voices of professional actors.”
“May I make a suggestion?”
Jun’s voice from behind made me take a deep breath.
“What I’m about to say might be a bit late to comment, but reenacting the pure memories of a first love… Isn’t that a bit cliché? Everyone has been touched by first love at some point. Wouldn’t it be more relatable and garner higher ratings to compile those stories for a talk show or a reenactment drama… Or is it just me thinking this?”
“Even though you, Director Kim, were chosen as a storyteller of a beautiful first love memory with writer Iharu, you’re surprisingly cynical,” commented Writer An, who had helped from the program’s planning stage. Laughter spread throughout the conference room.
“……Every first love comes to an end eventually.”
What should I do? In that moment, I felt a wave of heat rising from behind. Everyone’s gaze was on Jun, but I couldn’t turn around.
“Memories stay in place, but time keeps flowing, leaving you feeling like you’re stuck there alone.”
Jun was undoubtedly talking about himself. His voice, like a faint candle about to be extinguished, softly permeated my heart, then suddenly clawed at its inner walls.
“The program seems to be about collecting stories of such people and visualizing them. It feels predictably heartwarming and nostalgic.”
Seemingly conscious of the surrounding gazes, Jun raised his voice, as if to contradict his earlier sincerity. His intentional act only seemed to affirm the genuineness of his previous words. It was painful.
Other writers joked that a renowned director like him seemed to have no romance for first love, or that first love should indeed be portrayed with a fluffy and nostalgic feeling. Their light-hearted comments didn’t seem to influence the program’s direction.
Then, Jeong Eun’s remark suddenly quieted the light murmur.
“Such cliché emotions can sometimes touch the heart more deeply.”
Her slightly different tone drew everyone’s attention.
“Many here know that I planned this program with writer Iharu. When we were working on the proposal, she wrote something. I debated whether to show it but prepared it separately.”
I opened my mouth in shock, signaling Jeong Eun not to say it, but she deliberately avoided my gaze.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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