“Ouch.”
A sharp pain shot through my forehead, making me wonder if I had made a hole in it. My eyes snapped open.
“Heh. Haru. Do you know how many times you’ve done that today? Monitors are there to look at, not to bang your head against.”
Rubbing my throbbing forehead, I turned around. Jeong-eun was busy sorting documents into colored files, not even glancing my way.
I didn’t need her harsh words to know that monitors aren’t for head-banging. It’s just that I couldn’t sleep last night. No matter how wide I opened my eyes, they kept closing.
I tossed and turned, wondering if Jun would reply, or if he might contact me, apologizing for being busy. It wasn’t until well past 2 AM that I finally fell asleep, so it was no surprise I was like this today.
It was a night spent in vain hope and thoughts about Jun. I knew it was pointless, yet emotions that could be stopped would have ceased long ago.
So, I ended up facing a morning shadowed by the remnants of last night’s futile hope.
This throbbing in my forehead felt painfully real, while I seemed to be floundering in unrealistic emotions.
I didn’t bother responding to Jeong-eun, thinking it best to wait quietly for this feeling to subside. I sipped the lukewarm tea from my tumbler to calm down.
Picking up a tea bag from the desk to toss it in the trash, I noticed it was decaffeinated black tea. Of course, I would choose such a thing. No wonder it didn’t work.
“Uh? Haru, did you drill a hole in your forehead?”
Hyun-su suddenly stood up from Jeong-eun’s side and leaned in close to my face.
“Don’t be ridiculous. Stop joking.”
Though I said that, the spot where I had bumped my head was throbbing badly.
Worried that there might actually be a hole, I tentatively touched my forehead. As expected, it was smooth, without any dent.
As I was about to get irritated, I caught Hyun-su silently laughing with his eyes closed. Is it okay for a junior writer to tease a senior like this?
“If Haru is this sleepy today, she must at least have a secret lover,” Jeong-eun suddenly said, comparing figures on the monitor with the documents. Her casual remark made me fluster, fluttering like a startled bird.
Not a secret lover, but perhaps a secret crush. My heart fluttered just at the thought.
“Writer Lee, even if that’s the case, I understand, but you know, we have to prepare for the special broadcast of our reformatted program. I need at least three travel destinations per region listed by today. Even if you have a hole in your forehead, you have to do it.”
Hyun-su always subtly switched from calling me ‘nuna’ to ‘Writer Lee’ when asking for favors. ‘Even if you have a hole in your forehead’ – he just wanted to tease his senior writer.
“Alright, don’t worry. I’ll take care of it.”
Despite my confident response, my eyelids were incredibly uncooperative, heavy as if all my body weight had shifted to them.
I closed and opened my eyes, and five minutes passed, then ten.
It seemed impossible to stay awake like this, so I used my index and thumb fingers to force my eyes open wide and stared hard at the monitor. This strategy seemed to work; the sleepiness finally started to dissipate. Maybe those short 5- and 10-minute naps were effective after all.
But how much time had passed?
Suddenly, I felt a warm touch enveloping my ear and cheek. A gentle, caring touch brushed softly against my slightly tilted left cheek. It felt like someone was supporting my head, preventing it from falling sideways, without hurting me.
Had I dozed off again? What was happening? Trying to grasp the situation, I slowly blinked my sleepy eyes. Then, from the other side of my cheek, a familiar voice spoke softly, very close to my ear.
“Haru, why is she like this today?”
I recognized the voice immediately. It was Jun. This meant that the person now cradling my ear and cheek was Jun himself. Reality hit me as I felt a chill near my neck.
“Who knows? She’s been like this all day.”
Jeong-eun’s voice followed, sounding a bit distant. But that wasn’t the issue right now.
Having quickly assessed the situation, I immediately lifted my head from Jun’s hand and rolled my chair sideways, hastily creating distance from his supporting hand.
Despite the lingering lethargy from my sporadic napping, the urgency of the moment left no room for delay. I turned my head to the left in a rush, and unbelievably, there stood Jun, immaculately dressed in a suit.
“Kim Jun. Why, why are you here right now?”
“I don’t think I’m in the wrong place. More importantly…”
Jun closed the gap I had created in just two steps and continued.
“What were you doing yesterday? What were you doing that you didn’t even notice someone coming right next to you and kept nodding off?”
The question wasn’t impossible to answer, but this time it was different.
Kim Jun was right in front of me, and I couldn’t say I was up until dawn thinking about him, especially with Jeong-eun and Hyun-su watching.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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