Gyo Hwan was the first to turn his back and swung the door open with a bang.
The pink lipstick that had popped out of Hyo Jin’s bag when she fell rolled to a stop at his feet.
Good grief, why now of all times?
Hyo Jin, who was lying face down so that Gyo Hwan couldn’t see her, wanted to cry.
Step by step.
The strong scent of a man’s skin coming closer as he lifted his feet from the cold marble.
Hyo Jin was so embarrassed that she tightly shut her eyes, her eyelids trembling.
Gyo Hwan, having approached, bent his knee and sat in front of Hyo Jin.
“Where are you going? After promising to go with me into the spring?”
“Huh? Into the spring?”
A short sigh escaped from Gyo Hwan’s mouth as he met her large eyes.
“You can’t possibly have forgotten, can you?”
After causing such a scene?
30 minutes later, Hyo Jin finished the pollack soup she had ordered from room service and sat facing Gyo Hwan.
“From where do you not remember?”
His expression was like an executioner offering a last cigarette with mercy before execution.
“Well, I remember going to the wine bar with my dad and being asked if I wanted to be a lawyer…..”
Hyo Jin’s voice trailed off, softer than a whisper.
“So, you have no memory at all after that?”
His coldly questioning brows deepened like a desolate valley in the desert.
“Are you pretending not to remember because you’re embarrassed?”
“Huh?”
What on earth had happened?
“Where’s, where’s Yul?”
Feeling suffocated by his solemn gaze upon her, Hyo Jin deflected the topic.
“I’m glad you didn’t forget my son’s name.”
Damn it, he’s being sarcastic again.
“Team Leader Nam took him home.”
He sipped his afterdinner coffee and slowly stroked the rim of the coffee cup with his slender, pale fingers.
“I told Yul that you had sudden business at your teacher’s house and went home late.”
Whew, what a relief.
“Thank you.”
Just as Hyo Jin was expressing her relief by brushing her chest,
“Then.”
“……?”
“He began to suspect that his father had driven away the teacher behind his back again.”
How could he shrink the distance that I’ve been narrowing so far……!
Hyo Jin stiffened at his gaze as sharp as an ice pick.
“I’ll explain it well so you won’t misunderstand.”
“You should.”
What a ridiculous explanation.
“Team Leader Nam must have had a hard time.”
Not only did he work overtime until that time yesterday, but he was also called out at dawn to pick up the child, and to bring clothes to the hotel.
Hyo Jin awkwardly laughed while making an excuse, but Gyo Hwan didn’t laugh at all.
“He told me to choose between Teacher Bong and himself.”
“So, did you make a choice?”
“Are you curious?”
In the midst of all this?
A look that seemed to ask if she still couldn’t read the mood.
“No, I’m really sorry. There won’t be such a thing in the future.”
Gyo Hwan, who had been staring at Hyo Jin with emotionless eyes, suddenly put down his teacup with a thud.
“You’re banned from drinking and dancing from now on.”
“Huh? Drinking and dancing?”
Hyo Jin, who was startled by his words, blinked her eyes.
I get the drinking part, but dancing?
“It seems you can’t remember. You said your dream was to be in a girl group.”
“Huh? Me?”
Did I really say such things in a drunken state?
“You said you had to give up the dream because your parents were against it, but you’d dance especially for me.”
A hollow laugh escaped from Hyo Jin’s mouth as she met Gyo Hwan’s eyes.
“Heh, that’s ridiculous. Are you teasing me? I blacked out because I was drunk.”
Instead of responding, Hyo Jin met his icy stare and remembered the lyrics of a familiar song.
“Your icy gaze is killing me.”
How strange, why that song all of a sudden.
As if shaking off a hallucination, Hyo Jin turned her head. The events of the previous night played out like a music video before her eyes.
“Father! Yellow eyes are falling!”
Ginkgo leaves fell rustling in the wind onto the head of Hyo Jin, who was standing with her arms spread out in the park.
“Father, should I dance?”
“Here?”
In the middle of the park?
Even if it was late at night and there was no one around, it was still unusual.
Without waiting for permission, Hyo Jin, who had already taken off the cardigan on her shoulders, was climbing up the outdoor table barefoot.
“I originally dreamed of being an idol. But because I was too good at studying, my parents opposed it and I couldn’t fulfill that dream. Today, I’ll show you especially for you, Father.”
With her hair covering her face like a curtain, Hyo Jin, who had emerged like a scene from a horror movie, got up and blew off the ginkgo leaf she had placed on her palm.
“Father, it’s been tough and lonely for you, hasn’t it? I’ll heal the wounds you’ve received.”
With a sticky gaze, Hyo Jin looked at Gyo Hwan. In her mind, her own background music was playing.
“Why are you leaving me on a pretty day.”
She wildly waved her arms and legs as if dancing while intoxicated, even putting a sudden finish at the end.
“Really?”
Am I crazy?
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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