“Is the CEO here?”
When Exchange was discharged and returned home after stopping by the department store, the garden was covered with thick spiderwebs.
“What about Seungyul?”
“He’s in his room.”
“Is there still something to prepare?”
I thought it was over because all the luggage was packed.
“No. Everything is done, but he went into his room and hasn’t come out.”
“Is that so?”
After hearing the butler’s story, Exchange went upstairs and knocked on Seungyul’s door.
“Uh? Dad. Were you discharged?”
Seungyul, who expected it to be either the butler or the chauffeur, widened his eyes at the sight of Exchange standing in front of the door.
“Ta-da!”
Exchange held out a large shopping bag in front of Seungyul as a surprise gift.
“I didn’t say anything about giving a surprise gift.”
Call me Dad like Santa.
“Are you okay?”
But Seungyul was more concerned about Dad than the gift.
“Yul, Dad. I’m all better now. Really fine.”
While Exchange was chirping and trying to show off by jumping in place with his arms wide open, Seungyul looked at him like an old man, glancing at him.
“What if you’re discharged without saying anything?”
“Yul, try this on.”
To revive the atmosphere, Exchange took out the gift from the shopping bag.
Revealed in the box was a recently released tablet.
He had been waiting in line in front of the main store for days, but Seungyul seemed indifferent.
“Don’t you like it?”
I thought he would like it very much.
“I like it.”
It’s not like I’m bowing down to receive it.
“Yul, Dad made an SNS.”
Exchange rubbed the screen with his finger to show the profile screen.
“When you go to England, take pictures and videos every day. Dad will do the same.”
“Why?”
“Why? Because I miss you. Also curious about how you’re doing.”
“Ugh.”
He never said such things when he was in Singapore.
“Okay. Even though you might be tired, rest.”
Even in a tone that seemed to suggest not to disturb him, Exchange couldn’t force him anymore and had to turn away.
“CEO?”
Exchange, who was relieving fatigue in a bathtub filled with hot water for the first time in a long time, put on a shower gown and came out at the sound of the butler calling him from outside.
“What’s going on?”
In the hands of the butler standing at the door was a rattan basket with a worry doll.
“Uh…? Why is this…?”
It’s not for me but for Seungyul.
“It was in the trash can.”
“…In the trash can?”
Instead of brushing his wet hair aside, Exchange looked at the butler.
‘Who could have thrown it away? Seungyul wouldn’t have thrown it away.’
When he pressed the doll with his hand, Hyojin’s voice came out.
[DASH]Seungyul, hello. My name is Bong Hyojin.Huh? This is Teacher Bong’s voice.
“When I checked the CCTV, it turned out that Doyeon threw it away.”
The butler, who delivered the gift on behalf of Hyojin who visited Sangrimwon, also had a puzzled expression.
“Teacher Bong came in person to ask Doyeon to deliver it.”
“Teacher Bong?”
But why did he throw this away? The item made by the teacher’s hands would be more precious than anything else.
Rather, if you say you’ll take it to England.
“All right. I’ll ask Yul directly.”
Knock, knock.
“Yul, can I come in?”
Seungyul, sitting on the bed, looking out the window at Hyojin’s lodging, rose at the sound of Dad’s voice coming from outside the door.
“Why?”
Exchange, who opened the door and came in, looked around the room where the remaining signs of a nap had disappeared like ebbing tide.
“Is everything packed?”
“Yes.”
Perhaps due to the impending parting, the room felt empty, as if warmth had drained away rather than luggage.
“Yul, come here and sit.”
Exchange took Yul to the bed to match eye level and sat face to face.
“Dad has something to ask, will you tell me honestly?”
“What is it?”
“Do you perhaps not want to go to England?”
For a moment, Seungyul’s eyes stiffened, and he quickly raised his head.
“No.”
Because Dad would worry if he knew.
“Yul, if you don’t want to go, you don’t have to force yourself.”
Although Exchange repeated his words like comforting, Seungyul raised his head as if overcoming a weak heart.
“It’s really okay.”
…?
It’s fortunate that Dad is up now, but if he collapses again. Seungyul wasn’t confident that he could be safe like now.
“But why did you throw away the doll that the teacher gave you?”
“Ah…!”
When Exchange asked, Seungyul couldn’t hide his embarrassment and his round eyes trembled.
“It’s okay. You can tell Dad honestly. Did something happen with the teacher when Dad was in the hospital? Are you upset or angry with the teacher?”
“No. It’s not that.”
“But why? The teacher made it personally. Don’t you want to take it to England?”
At Exchange’s words, Seungyul, struggling to hold back tears, blushed at the tip of his nose.
“If I go to England, I might miss the teacher.”
Even though he knows he should forget the teacher because of his deceased mother.
“When I see the doll made by the teacher, I keep thinking of the teacher.”
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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