The place where 9yearold Eun Jo first met him was ‘Sunflower Hill.’
The place where Sister Marta was the principal was clean and warm, but it was sad.
Despite the tall sunflowers, as big and yellow as the midsummer sun, covering the sky just like their name.
The time for the children who were rejected by their parents was never dazzling.
Whether it was tears, mischievous pranks, or the indifference not typical of a child, the reactions seen depending on a child’s temperament or disposition might have varied.
However, at the bottom of their souls, everyone was sad and hurt.
Eun Jo also waited for her mother. She clung to the window overlooking the main gate and cried endlessly.
[Don’t wait.]The boy who had been standing next to her silently for a few days spoke for the first time.
Looking at the tears falling like marbles from her quivering big eyes, he took his hand out of his pocket.
[I’ll give you this then.]It was a candy stick, distinctly different from the candies given by the nun. The vibrant colors were spiraling towards the center.
It was beautiful and she wanted it. Enough to momentarily forget her mother.
Eun Jo, who quickly wiped away her tears, reached out her small hand.
But the boy pulled the candy stick back towards his body and said.
[Call me brother.] [Why?] [Why is not a question here, call me brother because I am your brother.] [……Brother?] [Good job, here!] [How old are you? I’m nine.] [Not you, but brother!] [……Brother.] [I am ten.] [……This is really pretty.] [It’s a gift from an American friend. You’re lucky. It was the last one.] [But…….]Eun Jo’s eyes, which turned to the main gate, welled up with tears again.
The joy that the candy stick brought was very brief, and it was incomparable to her mother.
The smart boy quickly grabbed the ear of the doll that the girl was holding.
[What’s this? A rabbit?] [Brownie is a puppy. Doesn’t it look like a rabbit?]Unaware if she was still crying or not, another droplet of water fell from the little girl’s eyes.
It was fascinating to see the clear droplets falling from her brown eyes.
[She holds it tight and sleeps like a baby.] [Don’t you have a friend, brother? I mean, a friend who helps you not to have nightmares.]Huh The boy laughed arrogantly, crossing his arms.
[I read books. Sean told me it helps sleep well. Oh, if you’re wondering who Sean Alexis is…….]Eun Jo, who had turned her gaze back outside the window, was no longer listening.
Eun Jo, who was as quickwitted and intelligent as the boy, immediately opened her eyes wide and raised her small fist.
[I’m not a crybaby!] [If you keep crying, not eating, and not sleeping, then you’re not a crybaby but a fool.] [Uhuh]Eun Jo started hitting the boy using Brownie as a weapon.
Brother Kwon Jae Ha just stood there with a calm expression.
[Because you cry every day, your pretty eyes look like a frog’s.] [I’m not a frog!]Uhuh The boy stared at the face smeared with tears and snot.
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The boy’s lips closed tightly into a straight line.
However, two days later, Jae Ha was next to Eun Jo, who was lying in bed hugging Brownie.
Even though he was young, he sat respectfully on a chair next to the bed as if he were a guardian.
[The title of this book is ‘Little Princess’, it’s the story of Princess Sara, who does not lose hope even in adversity.] [Princess?] [Yes, Princess. Shall we begin?]Eun Jo, buried in bed, nodded her head.
[Sara, who was loved and nurtured, was a kindhearted and beautiful girl. Thanks to this, she was popular among her boarding school friends. However, when her father passed away and she lost everything…….]Eun Jo, who was silently staring at Jae Ha as he read the text precisely as if he were not a child, had her eyes halfclosed before she knew it.
Glancing at Eun Jo from time to time, the boy calmly continued reading.
He diligently held his place until he heard the sound of her snoring, completely asleep.
However.
The one who became a little prince and left the sunflower hill soon after was Kwon Jae Ha.
No one knew exactly why Sean Alexis, the U.S. ambassador to Korea who found him at a charity event, was smitten with a tenyearold boy.
Foreigners may find the faces of East Asian children cute and interesting.
Sean, without hesitation, offered the boy his father’s name, ‘Kail’, to the boy who spoke English with almost unbelievable accuracy.
And soon after, he even gave him the last name ‘Alexis’.
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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