“…Don’t pretend to be superior. To the topic that was discarded and left behind.”
‘Discarded… and left…?’
Dajeong scanned the inside of the concert hall with a puzzled expression. A few steps below, Subin stood, glaring at Taesang with intense eyes.
What did Taesang discard? Her head tilted slightly in confusion at the strange words.
“Right here. Don’t you remember? You left Dajeong in the fire and ran away alone. After doing that, how can you be so confident? How can you be sure it will be different this time?”
Dajeong stiffened in place.
Taesang left me here and ran away. Subin’s words echoing in her ears were incomprehensible.
It couldn’t be true. Taesang couldn’t be the brother from that time, and even if he were, he wouldn’t have abandoned me.
Taking a calm step forward, Dajeong’s eyes suddenly shook greatly.
‘Come to think of it…’
A few days ago, Taesang mentioned that he had something important to talk about after the performance. His face seemed inexplicably sad when he said that.
Could it be that the story he wanted to tell was about this? If that were the case, Taesang had been deceiving me all this time.
Dajeong pressed her trembling lips against her palm.
“Hyung is just rationalizing, as always. Saying he didn’t abandon, that he protected. After doing that, he keeps Dajeong by his side. While treating her well, he can escape from guilt. Don’t I know that feeling?”
‘Guilt…’
Her widened eyes were filled with shock.
Guilt, it was an absurd statement.
Subin must have misunderstood something. With that certainty, a sudden memory of the first meeting with Taesang came to mind.
He helped me without hesitation. While doing so, he said there was no need for a reason. His attitude, as if it were natural, had gradually permeated into my life.
If the hidden emotion behind his actions was guilt.
If he kept lingering around me to relieve the burden in his heart.
As her tension eased, strength drained from her legs. Dajeong grabbed the handle and leaned against the door as if collapsing. As she did, the slightly ajar door pushed open.
Both of their gazes turned toward her simultaneously.
Subin was the first to meet eyes. His face showed signs of confusion.
“D-Dajeong…”
“What is all this about?”
Her trembling voice quietly echoed in the large concert hall.
“Is it true? Is Taesang really the brother from back then?”
What could he have been thinking while looking at me, someone who knew nothing during that time?
Did he feel sorry, or did he feel a sense of responsibility, or perhaps he was worried that the secret might be revealed?
Taesang, who hadn’t told me the truth until now, was frustrating. Dajeong looked at Taesang with deeply distorted eyes.
“Why didn’t you talk about this all along? You knew everything, so why?”
Taesang’s face twisted painfully in response to her reproachful tone.
He was simply afraid of losing Dajeong. Afraid of being abandoned, he thought that was the only reason he couldn’t speak.
But now, facing Dajeong with a wounded expression, Taesang realized that fear of losing her was not the only reason.
The real reason for not speaking was far more selfish than he thought.
He couldn’t face such a gaze. He didn’t have the courage to face Dajeong, who looked at him with eyes that seemed disappointed and resentful.
He had just been cowardly running away.
Regret was evident in Taesang’s deep eyes.
“…I’m sorry.”
The voice, on the verge of breaking, barely flowed out.
Dajeong looked at him with blurred eyes. Taesang seemed usual, but somehow unfamiliar, different. He didn’t seem like the person she used to know.
Her once firm heart slowly began to crumble.
“Could it be… Is that really the reason you couldn’t speak? Because you met me out of guilt?”
“Not exactly.”
Taesang groaned in agony. The back of his throat was tightly constricted, and his voice didn’t come out properly. With a feeling akin to collapsing, he took a step forward.
As he climbed up a step, his legs suddenly stiffened. The gaze, unbelievably sharp, pierced deeply into his chest.
“Such words…”
“Dajeong…”
“Now, saying such things… I can’t believe it!”
Dajeong spat out words mixed with tears and rushed out of the concert hall.
Her heart palpitated anxiously, and her legs wobbled as if they were not hers. The surroundings passed by rapidly, and she couldn’t even tell where she was going.
She couldn’t bear to look at Taesang any longer. The more she looked at him, the more confused her heart became. It felt like all the memories with him were being shaken to their roots.
She hurried her steps, but suddenly felt a strong grip on her wrist.
“Dajeong!”
Taesang quickly grasped Dajeong’s arm. When he lightly pulled her towards him, Dajeong’s body spun around.
Stiffening, Taesang’s shoulders froze as he looked at Dajeong’s tear-stained cheeks.
Dajeong, with tear-stained cheeks, turned her face away as if trying to hide the tears.
“Dajeong…”
“…”
“Look at me.”
It was a poignant voice.
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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