‘Why?’
Straight forehead and deep eye sockets. Sharp-looking eyes and a high nose bridge. Even the neatly closed lips.
Only the hair and eye color were different; the lover on the screen matched Raymond perfectly.
Why was Raymond’s image being displayed? No, that wasn’t Raymond—it was another being entirely. Yet despite knowing this, she couldn’t help but identify with both at once.
‘Ianah.’
Cautiously calling her former lover’s name, the Raymond on the screen smiled gently at her. That bright smile, as radiant as it was, made her heart ache deeply.
Choi Ian.
The name of the man who looked exactly like Raymond—and also the name of her past lover.
Before long, the King of Spring appeared before the giant screen. Behind the recurring deer-shaped figure, countless monitors displayed various scenes.
Among them, familiar faces occasionally appeared, including even her own handmaiden.
‘These are the memories Ryan lost.’
Other screens showed someone eating, or conversing with a loved one—various clips continued to play.
All were memories their owners had lost.
Noise had devoured others’ memories. The endlessly replaying memories of others became the driving force powering the massive screen behind the array of monitors.
On a screen larger than all the monitors combined could ever cover, her past life began to unfold.
Alongside it, the image of her former lover—who looked so much like Raymond.
The affectionate couple was spending happy moments together. They playfully kissed while rolling on a clean bed, and shared breathless love.
‘I was happy.’
Yes. She remembered.
The joy of giving and receiving love. The suffocating sweetness of affection. Her past life memories, in which nothing had ever been frightening, were overwhelming Yerpi.
The woman’s gaze on the screen spoke volumes—how happy she was to be by her lover’s side, and what power it meant to have someone truly irreplaceable.
Her lover from a past life.
Someone whose mere recollection brought a sharp pain to her heart. Most precious of all, someone she had truly loved.
Was this an illusion? Before long, the screen no longer showed her past self, but her present self, immersed in love with her past lover.
Eventually, the lovers on the screen kissed.
The image of lost love brought her pain.
‘I want to be happy.’
Until she recovered her past memories, she had never experienced happiness in any relationship with another person.
That’s why she envied the woman on the screen so deeply. Even though she knew full well that time could never return, she still longed to reach for it.
As if sensing her heart, the domain of Noise rippled, emitting an unpleasant sound.
If she were swallowed by the screen, she would never return. Yerpi unconsciously realized this truth.
And this was also someone’s wish.
One of her childhood friends—the one who harbored malice toward her, the one who led her past self to death—was whispering softly like this:
‘Disappear into your happiest memory. You’re lonely, aren’t you? You’re suffering. No one in this world wants you.’
She knew very well that the whisper was false.
Yet even while knowing everything, she couldn’t stop her feet from stepping toward the screen. Because the voice that enchanted her wasn’t speaking only lies.
The deeper the loneliness, the harder it was to recognize its depth. Not knowing how lonely she truly was, she had simply abandoned herself.
I don’t want to be lonely anymore.
I want to be happy.
The desire to be loved was closer to a desperate longing. Just as she reached her hand toward the massive screen—
Right before her fingertips could touch it, an outstretched arm from behind suddenly seized her waist.
Her dazed consciousness snapped back into place at the sound of a familiar voice. Feeling the hands that shook her body, she opened her eyes anew.
‘Snap out of it!’
Ah.
Turning her head with a short groan, she saw Raymond.
It was her husband in this life who had saved her just before she was consumed by memories of her past.
His bangs clung damply to his forehead—he must have been frantic. His normally calm golden eyes trembled. The moment she felt Raymond’s warmth, realization struck her.
‘What was I about to do?’
She had nearly been devoured by her past life.
‘We need to leave now. Hold on.’
He tried to pull Yerpi out of the Noise domain. At that moment, the gray-filled area began melting into a sticky liquid.
The floor beneath their feet dissolved together, wrapping around Yerpi’s legs like living tentacles.
‘What—?!’
It was clear who Noise was targeting. Frowning, Raymond drew his sword and severed the tendrils clinging to Yerpi’s legs.
But they only appeared to be cut for a moment—soon the liquid reconnected and lunged at Yerpi once more.
Just before the gray tentacles touched her, golden flames erupted and burned them away. Raymond’s body glowed with aura. It was the power of dragon blood.
Even Noise, which had effortlessly reconnected its severed tissues when cut by a blade, was now injured by the flames of dragon blood.
Apparently feeling pain, a terrible scream echoed through the gray-filled clearing.
Kiiiek. Kiiieeeek—!
Having suffered once, Noise now seemed to recognize Raymond as a target too. Raymond clenched his teeth.
The heat radiating from beside her was intense. He was about to unleash the full power of his dragon blood—the moment he would ignite sacred dragon flames.
Clack. Clack. A figure walked steadily through the formless space, maintaining balance.
The one who ruled over the domain of spring—the King of Spring, guardian of blooming flowers, fresh leaves, and newborn spirits.
Recognizing the King’s presence, Raymond narrowed his brows.
‘…King of Spring?’
The deer-faced being turned toward Raymond.
Its pitch-black eyes were as transparent as obsidian. After a brief glance at the dragon blood, the King of Spring stepped forward toward Yerpi.
With each step the King took, sprouts of life bloomed from the ground. Finally, halting his majestic stride, the King of Spring bowed his head.
Gently lowering his eyes, his golden-lit eyelashes looked beautiful. Instinctively reaching out, Yerpi felt the great deer press its lips to the back of her hand.
A pink spring motif was engraved upon her hand. When the King raised his head, his pupils turned into black butterflies.
His white fur transformed into white butterflies; the golden and brown fur became beautiful tiger butterflies. The flowers on his antlers turned into a swarm of multicolored butterflies soaring into the sky.
‘I can see the sky.’
Through the gray-filled domain of Noise, the butterflies carved a path. Where the sky had been invisible, a glimpse of blue sky now peeked through the hole they created.
Screams of Noise echoed from all around. As if seizing a final chance, a massive lump lunged toward Yerpi.
At the moment she shut her eyes tightly, Raymond threw himself forward, catching her and rolling across the ground. Dragon blood flames burned the gray liquid.
Yet to Yerpi, the fire wasn’t hot at all. Instead, the warm glow spread gently, as if comforting her.
‘The screen…’
Yerpi’s past life—the screen that had only shown her happiest memories—flickered and began to lose its light.
As the sweet memories started to fade, a sharp pain remained in her chest. But unlike before, she didn’t feel the urge to reach out.
Because that image was no longer her.
More importantly, strong arms were holding her now—someone real, radiating a fierce warmth that burned hotter than fire.
‘Raymond.’
Mentally uttering his name, her gaze softened. Her own reflection shimmered in his blazing golden eyes.
‘Are you really just a character from a book? Someone who merely resembles my past lover?’
She wanted to ask this, but couldn’t bring herself to speak.
As she looked up at Raymond, leaning against him, the area of sky visible through the hole in the ceiling grew wider and wider. The domain of Noise was collapsing.
Soon, the outside world became visible into the Noise domain. Knights waiting anxiously at the entrance of the Forest of Discovery rushed in urgently.
‘Your Excellency! Lady Yerpi!’
As if reacting to the knights’ movements, the monitors that had devoured others’ memories began melting one by one.
Even the screen that had contained her memories was now nearly unrecognizable in form.
Yerpi stepped out with Raymond, leaning against his shoulder.
Spiritual creatures shaped like birds crossed the bright sky. The entrance to the forest, sparkling with tender green more delicate than fluffy clouds, was peaceful—as if nothing had ever happened.
Everything about Noise had vanished.
All that remained were large and small glowing orbs, shimmering in place.
These were memories that had lost their owners. One by one, the orbs floated into the air, ascending toward the sky as they sought their rightful owners.
Yerpi gazed blankly at the lights rising into the bright sky—held safely within the arms of her husband.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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