The day had gradually darkened.
Leaving the fireworks, the last event of the festival, undone, the atmosphere of the folk games also matured.
The lights along the street brightly illuminated the darkness, and people who had enjoyed the festival wandered the streets. In the midst of it, Biyeong stood alone, waiting for Yeonwoo.
Despite half a day passing since the agreed-upon time, Yeonwoo did not appear.
Biyeong, who had joyfully enjoyed the festival like a child, wondered why Yeonwoo wasn’t coming.
Half of her heart was eroded by the vague wait, and the other half was worried that something might have happened to Yeonwoo.
“Sigh…”
As she let out a deep sigh like the ground breaking apart, the voice of the one she had been waiting for echoed from a distance.
“Heuk, heuk… Big Sister Biyeong!”
As Biyeong hastily turned her head, she saw Yeonwoo, panting heavily and rushing toward her from a short distance away.
“I’m sorry, Big Sister. Heuk, you must have waited a lot, right? Heuk…”
Biyeong’s expression brightened with the welcome arrival of the familiar person, but it soon hardened.
Yeonwoo’s hair, which had always been radiant, was disheveled, and her face and hands were stained as if she had flipped dirt like a person turned upside down.
Although Yeonwoo had hurriedly stopped by her house to change clothes and wash up, she had no time to tidy herself.
Yeonwoo cringed at Biyeong’s frozen expression, probably thinking that she had made her wait too long and angered her.
“I’m sorry, Big Sister. I’m very late…”
At that moment, as Biyeong reached out, her hand moved cautiously to the wound on Yeonwoo’s cheek.
“Ouch…!”
Yeonwoo flinched when Biyeong’s hand touched the wound, and Biyeong also stopped moving.
“…What’s this wound on your face? And why are your lips like that?”
Biyeong’s gaze focused on Yeonwoo’s face.
Usually, her lips were moist and a lovely crimson color, but now they looked rough and cracked like the lips of someone who hadn’t had a sip of water.
Moreover, her lips were covered with scabs from chewing on something.
Not only that, but there were marks on her face as if she had been scratched somewhere, making Biyeong’s heart ache as if she herself had been hurt.
In Biyeong’s always affectionate eyes, frost seemed to settle as she stared at Yeonwoo.
It seemed like she was about to go find the person who had made Yeonwoo like this right away.
“What on earth happened? Who did such a thing?”
“Well, that…”
Yeonwoo tried to explain the reason for being late and the circumstances that led her to come in this disheveled state.
It was the minimum consideration and obligation she had to show to Biyeong, who had waited for her for a long time.
But as she thought about suggesting not to tell anyone about this, Yeonwoo had to bite her lips tightly.
After organizing her thoughts, Yeonwoo opened her lips again.
“I fell on the way here…”
Biyeong looked down at Yeonwoo without saying a word.
The wound on Yeonwoo’s cheek couldn’t have been caused by falling.
Biyeong instantly recognized that it was a wound caused by a sharp blade.
Why couldn’t she be honest?
And why was Yeonwoo trying not to rely on her?
She could be the support Yeonwoo needed. She could help lighten her burden. She could always be a reliable pillar.
Was it that she found herself pitiful? Why did Yeonwoo seem reluctant to lean on her?
Countless thoughts became entangled in Biyeong’s mind like tangled threads.
…
With Biyeong keeping her lips tightly sealed, she stared at Yeonwoo.
Feeling the penetrating gaze, Yeonwoo, burdened by guilt, turned her head away from her.
Biyeong’s deep pupils that seemed to penetrate her slowly closed and opened again.
Yeonwoo was probably not lying for no reason. There must be some circumstances that she couldn’t talk about.
“Sigh…”
Biyeong sighed deeply again, lips parting unwillingly.
It was an impossible task to force her to find out the part she didn’t want to reveal.
This time too, in the end, Biyeong had to understand and move on from Yeonwoo.
“Did you receive treatment? Did you apply the medicine properly?”
“Yes, I did.”
“Aren’t you in pain?”
“I’m fine now.”
Compared to the wounds on her body, a small scratch on Yeonwoo’s face was nothing.
Geon had been shot near the heart and had been wandering through life and death. Displaying pain with such a minor wound was a luxury for her.
“More than that, you waited for too long. I suggested playing around, yet I ended up being this late, so I have no face.”
“No, it’s not like that. I’m fine. But are you really okay? You don’t look well. Shouldn’t you go inside and rest?”
Biyeong’s gaze still showed her concern for Yeonwoo. It wasn’t just Yeonwoo’s pitiful state that was the problem.
Yeonwoo’s eyes, which were once full of life, looked empty, like those of someone vacant. The face that used to be full of vitality now had a grayish tint.
Even her shoulders, which were always confidently held, drooped as if they had lost strength. It wasn’t the usual appearance of Yeonwoo that Biyeong knew.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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