“So, did you try to buy the clothes alone earlier? When Taesang answered the phone secretly?”
“…How did you know that?”
Dajeong’s eyes flickered, and she averted her gaze.
Hyunoh made a fist, creating deep wrinkles between his eyebrows. Then, he playfully glared at Dajeong.
“It’s really been a long time since I had a day off… Making us work even on holidays. Both you and Taesang.”
“What’s that…?”
“Now, tell me. What’s the reason for secretly buying a ten-thousand-won outfit?”
“Well, when did you see that…?”
Speaking in a sneaky voice, Dajeong said. Hyunoh opened his eyes sharply, wearing a different expression than before.
Dajeong sighed softly and spoke slowly.
“…I feel really sorry for Taesang.”
“Specifically?”
“I can’t do anything for him, but he keeps giving.”
Hyunoh threw a comment with a wrinkled brow.
“It’s one-sided.”
“Yes, it is. One-sided.”
As if that was it, Dajeong widened her eyes, looking at him.
“I want to do something in my own way, but honestly, I don’t have the courage. I don’t have the confidence to match Taesang’s level, so I keep receiving.”
Lost in thought, Dajeong’s eyes gradually sank.
“In reality, it might not be sorry… I might just be preemptively blocking and running away. Cowardly.”
Even though she thought there was nothing to say, once she spoke, her inner feelings gushed out like a burst of water. Dajeong absentmindedly toyed with her coffee cup with a gloomy face.
“It’s not cowardly. Running away from a situation you can’t handle is a natural choice.”
“…Thank you.”
“It’s not just words.”
Thinking it was just comforting words, there was still no strength in Dajeong’s voice.
Hyunoh touched his chin and fell into thought.
In fact, the two of them were quite a dangerous combination. One was a man who poured out without knowing moderation, and the other was a woman so sensitive that she blamed herself first for anything.
It might be good to pull the reins a bit at an appropriate place.
For the sake of his friend who was like a Doberman tied to a leash.
“Dajeong.”
“Yes?”
“Don’t torment Taesang so much.”
“Torment… what do you mean?”
“Do you know why I became interested in you, Dajeong? Enough to rush out on my day off?”
Dajeong, taken aback by the sudden change in the topic, nodded her head nervously.
“Even if Taesang changes, he changes too much. He doesn’t laugh like someone who’s infatuated, doesn’t say he can sleep without pills. The kid who used to stand stiff, became, how should I say it… softened?”
“…Are you saying the cause is me?”
“That’s right.”
“Isn’t that a good thing? Why would you call it torment…”
“Dajeong, Taesang tends to pour too much affection into things he likes. Whether you like it or not, he ends up giving too much.”
“…”
His words seemed simple yet carried a difficult nuance. Dajeong, after rolling her eyes for a moment, spoke with confusion.
“That’s… everyone’s like that, right?”
“Yes, of course. Everyone is like that. But… the problem with Taesang is that even when he doesn’t like anything, it’s too little.”
“Ah…”
“Do you know that Taesang has a serious work addiction?”
“Yes…”
Dajeong recalled Taesang’s absorbed figure in his work. Early in the morning or late at night, he would immerse himself in piles of documents as if possessed by something.
“He does it because it’s precious to him. He has to pour all his energy into it to feel secure.”
“Secure…”
Those words weighed heavily on Dajeong’s chest.
Taesang, even when he liked something, couldn’t stand the anxiety. That’s why he was always so desperate, clinging blindly each time.
Dajeong felt a sense of understanding for the way he lived.
“Do you know what this person considers most precious right now?”
“…Me.”
Dajeong replied with a faint smile.
“So, just accept it. Think of it as Taesang playing around. If you give him expensive things, he won’t have any money left in his bank account. I guarantee it. He’s ten times richer than me.”
“Really?”
Dajeong responded with a wide smile. At that moment, Taesang was seen coming quickly from a distance.
About fifteen minutes had passed. It was a moment that made Hyunoh’s words about spending only an hour seem pale.
He sat down with a slightly recollected face. Then, as if it were natural, he grabbed Dajeong’s hand first.
Hyunoh stared at Taesang in surprise.
“Already? Hey, how did you manage to get out? I thought you’d fallen into a black hole for sure.”
“Sigh…”
Taesang breathed lightly and opened his mouth.
“I said I’m on a date. I told you my girlfriend is waiting.”
“What? Did you say something so cheesy yourself?”
“…”
Even with the biting remark, Taesang remained silent. He just held Dajeong’s hand, full of remorse.
“All right, got it. Enjoy your date. I’ll make the nuisance disappear.”
In the end, it was Hyunoh who cleared the table and got up. It was interesting at first, but as he kept watching, it became unbearable.
“Goodbye…”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
