It was indeed during middle school days.
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“If other people ask if you have a girlfriend, just say yes!”
“How can I do that… You don’t have a girlfriend!”
“Just lie,”
“Why! Why are you making me lie!”
I grumbled for a while, and agreed to lie happily on the condition that he would get rid of one of my pledges.
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And that had been my response ever since, continuing until now.
The women, whose expressions changed at my words, gave me a slight nod to indicate they were done and headed out of the restroom.
As they left, the women inside the restroom turned away from staring at me.
I dried my hands roughly with the dryer and headed towards where Ji Seo Joon was sitting.
“Why did you come so late?”
I wanted to shout that it was because of him that I was late, but I just smiled and replied,
“I was late trying to squeeze out something that wasn’t even there.”
At my words, Ji Seo Joon, who scrunched his face, gave me the popcorn tub and got up from his seat.
“It’s time for the movie. Let’s go in.”
The theater was quiet, probably because the movie that Ji Seo Joon chose definitely catered to a niche taste. Sitting in my seat, watching the long commercials, I asked Ji Seo Joon,
“How long is the runtime?”
“120 minutes?”
That’s long. I can sleep well. I grinned in satisfaction and focused back on the popcorn.
As the movie started, Ji Seo Joon began to concentrate fiercely. I checked to see that Ji Seo Joon was focused and decided to gain some knowledge by watching the movie, but soon I found myself dozing off.
I felt sorry for the director who had worked on this movie for seven years.
I came to when Ji Seo Joon was shaking me vigorously. When I opened my eyes, the ending credits were rolling on the screen.
“How can you sleep with such a movie in front of you?”
Ji Seo Joon looked down at me as he stood up from the theater seat. His expression was one of disbelief.
“Well, umm. Hmm.”
My throat was sore as if I had slept deeply. I drank the cola that had melted into lukewarm water and resumed speaking.
“I drank last night, you know. So, I have a hangover.”
Ignoring my excuses, Ji Seo Joon promptly stood up from his chair and left the theater first. I hastily followed after him.
“Did you enjoy it?”
“Yeah. Very much.”
“I see. I’m glad at least you had fun.”
At my words, he stopped walking and looked at me.
“One thing is for sure.”
“What?”
“We really don’t have the same taste in movies.”
It was a mystery to me why this clever Ji Seo Joon only realized this fact now.
“We’ve been like that since we were young……”
Ji Seo Joon ignored my words again and continued walking.
After a lot of nagging, I managed to convince Ji Seo Joon to try the Tteokbokki, which was trending on SNS. Ji Seo Joon, who wanted to go for grilled hairtail, yielded to my suggestion after I guilttripped him by saying we’d feel guilty to our ancestors if we ate fish and left.
While waiting for our order, I munched on pickles and watched Ji Seo Joon in front of me. Ji Seo Joon, who was surveying the Tteokbokki place.
“It seems more like a cafe than a Tteokbokki place.”
“Yeah. These days, there are a lot of Tteokbokki places like this. We can’t think of it like back in high school.”
I giggled at his curiosity and constant looking around.
“Why. Why are you laughing like that.”
Perhaps offended by my laughter, Ji Seo Joon asked.
“No, it’s just, seeing you looking around so cluelessly, it’s very awkward. You always seem to know and be familiar with everything, but surprisingly you’re not. You’re silly. Silly.”
At my words, Ji Seo Joon popped the last remaining pickle into his mouth.
“I’m also a human. I don’t know and am familiar with everything.”
“I know. But, it seems like you would be.”
“You’re overestimating. Don’t overestimate like that.”
I stared at Ji Seo Joon for a moment before getting up abruptly to refill the pickles.
I returned to the table with a mountain of pickles.
“Eat them all.”
“I will eat them all.”
Soon after I returned with the pickles, the Tteokbokki arrived. Ji Seo Joon, who was examining the Tteokbokki, started lifting up the items inside one by one.
“What’s this?”
“Chinese glass noodles.”
“What’s this?”
“Fishcakes.”
“What are they?”
“They exist.”
Ji Seo Joon, who was making a nervous face at my lackluster menu explanation, carefully tasted it, saying there’s a variety of stuff.
“Delicious, isn’t it?”
“Hmm. It is.”
Ji Seo Joon was nodding his head and eating heartily.
Watching Ji Seo Joon, I said.
“I’m actually the opposite.”
“What?”
He was lifting a quail egg from the Tteokbokki when my words distracted him, causing the egg to fall from his chopsticks with a ‘plop’.
“I’m the one who’s overestimating you because I know you. Other people are deluding themselves about you.”
I took my gaze off Ji Seo Joon, who was just frozen at my words, pulled out a long glass noodle and put it in my plate as I spoke.
“Because I know you, my expectations of you become overestimations. Other people don’t even know you but fantasize and speculate about you based on your image, so they’re delusional. But…… If you tell me not to overestimate, I’ll try.”
I stuffed my mouth with the glass noodles before they went cold.
It was delicious. Very delicious.
I thought I understood why people were praising it so much on SNS.
Ji Seo Joon, who was trying to recapture the quail egg rolling around in his plate, said.
“It’s okay. If it’s you. Expect a lot. I’ll try to meet your expectations.”
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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