Though it was earlystage cancer, cancer is still cancer. It wasn’t even a year since her cancer surgery. When Aunt Yoon Hee overexerted herself, all those around her couldn’t help but watch with anxious hearts.
She really hates being treated like a patient. That’s why she seems to do more…
As I was talking about various things with Ji Seo Joon, I arrived in front of my house.
“I’m in front of my house. I’ve kept the busy person too long.”
You know it.
Ji Seo Joon said, letting out a playful laugh.
“See you on the weekend.”
I hung up the phone, leaving behind a notsobad feeling of regret.
“Welcome!”
The longawaited weekend had arrived. Aunt Yoon Hee’s cooking was, in a word, ‘beyond words’. Aunt Yoon Hee was a wellknown culinary researcher in her own right. Knowing that she had sent Ji Seo Joon shopping for a ton of ingredients yesterday, I looked forward to heading over to building 109 even more.
As soon as I entered the house, an irresistible aroma assaulted my nostrils.
“Wow, you’ve prepared so much.”
“Only Haesintang and a little Kimchi. Really nothing special.”
Nothing special, she says.
Looking at the spread of food laid out in the living room, my mouth dropped open. At that moment, Ji Seo Joon emerged from the kitchen, donning a floral apron.
“Have you arrived?”
“Haha. The apron suits you, Seo Joon.”
My father laughed heartily at Ji Seo Joon’s apron, causing Ji Seo Joon to glance at me and blush at the tips of his ears.
“I bought it from the supermarket yesterday. Ho ho.”
As expected, it was Aunt Yoon Hee’s masterpiece. When I gave her a thumbs up, she was pleased that I was the only one who appreciated the true beauty of it.
“Here, take this.”
I handed over the gift I had prepared in advance to Aunt Yoon Hee.
“What is this? Eh? What did Da Yul buy?”
Seung Ho Uncle, who was next to me, craned his neck to see the small shopping bag I had passed over.
“It’s a bath bomb. I bought one when I was buying mine.”
“Oh my.”
A fragrant scent wafted up as soon as the box inside the shopping bag was opened.
“That’s really good. I secretly tried hers once, and my skin became so soft. The smell is also great.”
My mother began to spill the details about the bath bomb from the side.
“Why did you buy it only for yourself. Why did you buy one for Aunt Yoon Hee too?”
While taking the bath bomb to her nose and smelling it, Aunt Yoon Hee asked.
“You invited us today, didn’t you? I bought the product that my mother liked. I’m not sure if you’ll like the smell.”
“I love it. I really love it.”
Seeing Aunt Yoon Hee’s happy expression, my mood improved as well.
“Can men use this too?”
At Uncle Seung Ho’s words, Aunt Yoon Hee quickly closed the lid and whisked it away to her room.
“Haha. I’ll buy a good one for you later, Uncle.”
My words brightened Uncle’s face.
“Okay, everyone, let’s eat.”
Ji Seo Joon said, removing his floral apron.
“Why are you taking it off? Just keep it on.”
I hadn’t even taken a picture yet…… Mumbling my regret, Ji Seo Joon gestured for me to sit down quickly, narrowing his eyes at me.
“I mean, after a while, it was quiet during the change of seasons. Why is it starting to hurt again?”
Aunt Yoon Hee, who had carefully hidden the bath bomb, stirred the Haesintang with a ladle and spoke.
“It’s because you’re getting old. He will be 30 next year. It’s time to take care of his health.”
My mother, staring intently at the Haesintang, spoke.
“Even when he’s boiling with fever and groaning, he won’t go to the hospital. Geez, I wonder who he takes after.”
At mom’s words, dad, who was sitting next to her, whispered, ‘He takes after you.’, but luckily mom seemed not to have heard.
“Of course, hospitals are detestable.”
Aunt Yoon Hee said, serving Haesintang to each person.
“Isn’t it, Auntie?”
At my words, Ji Seo Joon gave me a sidelong glance.
“Don’t you remember? When you were 10 or 11 years old, you lied that you weren’t sick because you didn’t want to go to the hospital. Eventually, your dad had to rush you to the emergency room.”
At mom’s words, dad kept nodding his head and said that it was quite difficult back then, as he poured soju into Uncle Seung Ho’s soju glass.
“You caused a commotion, refusing to go to the hospital even when your appendix burst, and we ended up calling 119.”
Even my dark past.
“Stop it, please. This time, I wasn’t seriously ill.”
“What are you talking about? You were in bad shape. Now, eat a lot.”
Uncle Seung Ho, genuinely worried as if I had really become half a person, cut up the abalone in my bowl so it was easy to eat.
“I think I know why Da Yul doesn’t like to go.”
At Aunt Yoon Hee’s words, ten pairs of eyes turned towards her.
“After getting sick, I understood how much one could dislike the hospital.”
“Auntie….”
“But still, you must go when you’re sick!”
At Auntie’s words, I flashed a bright smile, revealing my white teeth, and nodded.
After the meal, the men cleaned up, and my mother, auntie, and I prepared dessert. While cutting the melon into easytoeat pieces, I alternately looked at Ji Seo Joon and Auntie.
“Auntie, when is your regular checkup this time?”
“After Chuseok? Why?”
“Hmm… are you not going to take Seo Joon with you again this time?”
At my words, Auntie looked at Seo Joon and heaved a deep sigh.
“Yeah. I’m going with your uncle.”
Ji Seo Joon, who had been cleaning up, paused and looked at Auntie. His gaze was a complicated mix of frustration, unfairness, and regret.
Auntie, who didn’t want her son to be the first to hear if there happened to be bad news. While I understood Auntie’s perspective, I still felt sorry for my boyfriend.
“Seo Joon is a bit like that, right? He nags…. Ahh.”
I gestured with my hands and made an even more exaggerated voice.
“But… he gets really sulky when you don’t take him to the hospital. He looks so pitiful, with his broad shoulders slumped… To the point where I wanted to go to Seo Joon’s house and do some cleaning for him.”
“Who’s going to clean up whose house…”
My mom interjected. I gave her a signal to keep quiet. Auntie, watching the grumbling mother and daughter, heaved a deep sigh.
“Auntie. If Seo Joon isn’t that pathetic, should I come too?”
“You, Da Yul?”
“Yes.”
When I nodded with sparkling eyes, Auntie seemed to ponder for a moment before turning her head towards Ji Seo Joon.
“Why do you want to go?”
“I’m worried. He’s my son. Even when he had surgery without saying a word….”
Auntie, who had thought carefully about Ji Seo Joon’s words, opened her mouth.
“….Alright. Let’s go together.”
Ji Seo Joon, whose face had hardened with tension, brightened at Auntie’s answer.
As for me, Moon Da Yul, I had truly earned my keep for the day.
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My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
