I stood up from the gazebo and brushed off the dirt from my pants, then began to walk towards building 108 where I lived.
When I arrived at the front of the apartment and was inputting the password at the shared entrance, Ji Seo Joon spoke from behind.
“So, your answer is…”
I stopped pressing the password and turned around.
“Your response to my confession.”
Ah, didn’t I do it?
I gave Ji Seo Joon the sweetest smile I could manage.
“Because there’s still a grace period.”
I left that remark and input the remaining password. As soon as the shared entrance door opened, I dashed inside.
As the elevator door closed and the dumbfounded figure of Ji Seo Joon disappeared, I stamped my feet hard. The small elevator jolted with a thud.
“What the heck. Since when. Since when did he like me. He didn’t even give a hint. Really.”
In the elevator mirror, there was Moon Da Yul grinning wickedly.
After Ji Seo Joon went home, I enjoyed my leisurely weekend and lay on the bed. Lying still, Ji Seo Joon’s handsome face floated aimlessly over the familiar ceiling.
“I must be crazy. This guy’s really a German autobahn. Confessing and just straight forward.”
“To me, you’re no longer a friend. You’re a woman.”
The words ‘you’re a woman to Ji Seo Joon’ remained deeper in my mind than his confession.
I lay on my side, squeezing the pillow between my knees and hugging my beloved stuffed toy, rolling about in bed. Then I mulled over my feelings for Ji Seo Joon.
I didn’t dislike Ji Seo Joon either. It was true that he kept coming to my mind. But why I couldn’t easily confess…
It was scary. I was terrified at the thought of Ji Seo Joon, who was by my side, becoming not just a friend but a lover, and then never being able to see him again.
Having heard the confession, what should I do?
My head felt stifling just like the sky of Seoul filled with fine dust, momentarily overshadowing the good feelings from Ji Seo Joon’s exciting confession.
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t find an answer. Frustrated, I picked up my phone and scrolled through my contacts before dialing Doira.
I heard a pleasant female voice saying that she couldn’t take the call.
“Why aren’t you picking up the phone?”
I harshly pressed the end call button, turned up the fan, and let myself get comfortable in bed again. Just as I found the perfect position, Doira called back.
Did you call?
“Yeah, why didn’t you pick up?”
I’m camping with my boyfriend.
“Camping in this heat?”
What are you talking about? Camping in this heat has its own charm.
I sighed deeply at Doira’s words.
So, why did you call?
In response to Doira’s quick pace, I cut straight to the chase as well.
“Well, I received a confession…”
What?
She screamed so loudly that I had to hold my phone away from my ear.
Who, who? Was it Ji Seo Joon?
Her loud voice echoed from the other side of the phone again.
“Don’t you have someone next to you? Your voice is so loud!”
As I complained while rubbing my aching ear, Doira took a deep breath that I could hear, then asked in a much calmer tone.
Ji Seo Joon? The Ji Seo Joon I know confessed to you?
“Yeah…”
My voice came out softer, feeling somewhat shy.
Wow. That’s really amazing.
Doira kept exclaiming how amazing it was.
So? Are you two dating?
“No?”
There was a moment of silence at my answer.
Don’t tell me, did you reject him?
Doira’s words carried a multitude of implications I didn’t feel like unraveling one by one.
“No, I didn’t reject him. I still have the grace period.”
Hmm…
Doira let out a sigh of contemplation at my words.
Being careful is good, Moon Da Yul. But don’t be too careful. I don’t know what’s bothering you that made you postpone your answer, but life goes on.
Her mature tone, hitting the nail on the head about why I had called, made me laugh and my friend laughed along with me.
Moon Da Yul. Ji Seo Joon doesn’t seem to want to just be friends with you, so don’t torment him too much.
“What do you mean?”
It’s precious, friendship. But isn’t it more than that for you two? Aren’t you two those famous something friends?
“……”
But don’t be too scared. From what I see, you two seem like you’ll be together for a lifetime. You can date like friends, what’s there to worry about?
“……Enjoy your camping. When you’re back in Seoul, meet up with me. I have a ton of stories that would drive you crazy.”
Got it.
Out of consideration for Doira, who was with her boyfriend, I tactfully ended the call.
The sound of the TV, which my mother was watching outside, filtered faintly into the quiet room. Lying comfortably and staring at the ceiling, I started to feel bored and took out a book I had bought last year, but I couldn’t even turn one page and ended up closing the book again.
[I’ll buy you meat for dinner. Wait for me at the office.]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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