La Jin coughed violently and buried her face on Kim Yujun’s shoulder. Not only did she make his expensive shirt soaked with tears, but she also spoke unnecessary words.
She had said it wasn’t Oppa’s fault, then suddenly tied it up as if she were one of us. Then, she even shouted “Oppa, fight” as if he could overcome everything.
Kim Yujun silently watched the monodrama of an emotionally turbulent teenage girl.
‘Your name is La Jin, right?’
‘Huh, I’m not Ora Jin. I’m Park La Jin. Park, La, Jin.’
Smirking, Kim Yujun wiped away La Jin’s tears.
‘Park La Jin. But why are you crying like this?’
‘Those uncles are cursing Oppa, and it makes me mad.’
‘What?’
‘Even if I see Oppa for the first time, he’s so pretty and kind. They speak recklessly without knowing anything.’
At La Jin’s sad words, Kim Yujun burst into laughter.
“La Jin. Park La Jin.”
“……!”
“Did you hear what I just said?”
La Jin, who was wandering through past memories in Kim Yujun’s gentle voice, returned to reality.
“Oh, sorry. I was lost in the night view.”
When their eyes met again, Kim Yujun tapped the table with his finger, indicating that he wanted her to say it again.
“Do you want to take a walk?”
“Where to?”
“There. The square.”
“People will notice.”
Not wanting to do anything unnecessary, La Jin politely refused. However, Kim Yujun, seemingly with no intention of listening, stood up first.
“Who cares if someone sees us at 11 p.m. on a Saturday night?”
“What if someone takes a picture?”
“I’ll make sure not a single strand of your hair gets out. Let’s go.”
At his urging, La Jin reluctantly stood up, surrounded by imposing bodyguards. As they left the hotel, the empty plaza in front of City Hall came into view.
“La Jin, hold my hand.”
When Kim Yujun extended his palm, the bodyguards stepped back.
“It feels lonely if you don’t hold hands.”
“But we’re outside.”
“Just until we take one round. And I’ll take you home. Okay?”
Just one round? It’s just one round, right? La Jin, who was wandering aimlessly, finally grabbed the tip of Kim Yujun’s pinky finger.
“Anyway, I’ve been afraid since I was young.”
Kim Yujun seemed to have forgotten about the incident with Ojonghyuk a while ago, and his mood looked quite good.
“It’s nice to walk like this.”
Without words to reply, La Jin responded with a smile. Walking side by side at the same pace, Kim Yujun’s gaze never left La Jin.
“When we get married, I mean. I’ll live only for you and our child.”
“?!”
“Loving you diligently every day.”
Was there something wrong with Chairman-nim? Unlike usual, Yuhaijin’s attitude seemed increasingly suspicious.
“Like my father who never looked at another person, and like your mom, so love won’t change. Only for you, forever.”
At the heartfelt confession, La Jin stopped in her tracks. Kim Yujun, who was walking side by side, the bodyguards who had followed from a distance, all stopped as well.
“Why?”
Unknowingly, La Jin’s sincerity burst out.
“Why me when there are so many people who suit Oppa better?”
“La Jin.”
Kim Yujun’s white hand wrapped around La Jin’s cheek. His hand was warmer than expected.
“Park La Jin. But why are you crying like this?”
“Those uncles are cursing Oppa, and it makes me mad.”
“What?”
“Even if I see Oppa for the first time, he’s so pretty and kind. They speak recklessly without knowing anything.”
At La Jin’s sad words, Kim Yujun burst into laughter.
“La Jin. Park La Jin.”
“……!”
“Did you hear what I just said?”
Creating Kim Yujun, who couldn’t die, into a ruthless figure without blood or tears, making him a criminal who would stop at nothing to get Myungjin.
“Was it me? Was I the one who made Kim Yujun like that?”
Unable to believe the shocking truth, Lajin stiffened as if struck by lightning.
“It was the first time. Someone cried sincerely for me.”
“At that time… I was sensitive, you know.”
As if recalling precious memories, Kim Yujun laughed silently.
“A person I’d never seen before shedding tears. Later, not only shoulders but even arms got wet.”
“At that time, my situation was different. I empathized unnecessarily.”
“Our situations were different. You did nothing wrong, and I committed a crime worthy of death.”
Living as a shadow unable to catch up with the feet of his outstanding brother, the story of the guy who destroyed his brother poured out of Kim Yujun’s mouth. As if talking about someone else’s story.
“For the first time that day, I was freed from the guilt that strangled my neck.”
As Kim Yujun mentioned guilt, Lajin was trapped in intense regret.
If that short conversation that day turned Kim Yujun into a monster, could things change by working with Prosecutor Kang Jiho? Even if she struggled desperately, if everything started with herself, the anxiety that she couldn’t escape from Kim Yujun crept in.
“Lajin.”
Kim Yujun pulled Lajin’s hand. Then, like breathing warmth into Lajin’s absent mind, he approached closely.
“I only have you.”
“…”
“So, look at me a little.”
At the sight of Kim Yujun’s faint smile, tears welled up in Lajin’s eyes. The words spat out in self-pity returned like a boomerang.
“I know I’ve done wrong to you all this time.”
“Oppa, I…”
“I’ll try harder from now on. No, I’ll change more. Okay? Lajin.”
It was the first time.
That Kim Yujun admitted his mistakes up to now, and without hesitation, promised to change more in the future. But now, why…
Like the power button in her mind was turned off, Lajin couldn’t comprehend any of Kim Yujun’s words. She just responded to the sound, nodded mechanically, and staggered in place, unable to take a single step as if her feet were trapped in deep sand.
“Lajin.”
When Kim Yujun’s palm touched her cheek, Lajin realized they had arrived in front of her house.
How many hours had passed, whether Prosecutor Kang Jiho was still waiting, what she should say to him first, or whether it was okay to meet him. Thoughts fleeting through her mind like the wind in front of a candle became blurry and shook randomly.
Feeling like the small escape route she had found was abruptly blocked, Lajin’s mind was filled with only one thought.
“After making Kim Yujun like that, who am I to… with Mr. Jiho.”
It was beyond melancholy; it was despair.
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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