Since hearing Jiho’s song, he constantly came to her mind.
His song echoed in her ears like an auditory hallucination.
‘Ah, I must be going crazy. Why can’t I stop thinking about him…’
Recently, Lee Soo frequently struggled to push thoughts of Jiho out of her mind.
Not out of dislike, but because she couldn’t concentrate.
Even while reading, Jiho’s face would blur into the text.
Even while reading, Jiho’s face would suddenly blur into the text.
I tried to avoid Jiho, using study as an excuse, but the more I did, the more I desperately wanted to see him.
‘Feels like I’ve caught lovesickness.’
Is this what it’s like to have feelings for someone?
All day, every thought was about that person, unable to focus on anything else.
Everything I saw reminded me of him, and every sound seemed to bring him to mind.
It was madness.
I thought I liked Jiho before.
But the size of my feelings now was incomparable to what they were back then.
I tried to calm my giddy heart with deep breaths.
‘Maybe I should step outside for some fresh air.’
Sighing softly, I quietly rose from my seat.
Walking out of the reading room, I headed towards the end of the corridor.
A cool breeze flowed in through the large open window.
“Lee Soo, what are you doing here alone?”
I turned to see Dong Woo striding towards me.
“Just cooling off from studying. Did you just come to the library?”
“Yeah. Want a sip?” Dong Woo offered the coffee he was holding.
“No, it’s yours. You bought only one, how could I take it from you?”
“I can go out and buy another.” Dong Woo persisted, not retracting his hand.
“It’s okay. You drink it.” I smiled and gently pushed his hand away.
Finally, Dong Woo retracted his hand.
Dong Woo, always caring and kind, was a comfortable and dear friend to me, often feeling like a reliable older brother.
“Lee Soo, everything’s fine with you lately?”
Dong Woo leaned casually against the window, asking.
“Yeah, just the same old.”
“I saw you with Jiho a few days ago. It was raining.”
Despite knowing from Ha Joon, Dong Woo asked me directly.
It was an unrequited love he had never confessed, yet he had cherished it for a long time.
Even if he was giving up, he felt he needed to confront his feelings directly with me.
“Uh?” I was startled, my eyes wide.
“You came to pick up Jiho.”
“Oh! Ah….”
Dong Woo was there that day too.
There were many people, and I hadn’t had time to look at who was who.
‘Even though I wore a hat and hid my face with an umbrella, Dong Woo would have recognized me.’
I felt embarrassed and awkward, like someone confessing a difficult secret.
But I couldn’t feign ignorance to Dong Woo.
“Dong Woo, the truth is… I…”
I swallowed hard.
“Jiho and I agreed to meet.”
I couldn’t see Dong Woo’s expression as my eyes were cast down.
I expected a chuckle or some response, but Dong Woo was silent.
Slowly, I lifted my head.
Dong Woo was staring intently at me, his face expressionless.
“What? You’re making me embarrassed.”
“Ah, it’s just… It was so unexpected.”
He knew, yet hearing it directly still hurt.
‘What was I doing all this time while spending so much time with Lee Soo?’
The image of Lee Soo, being emb
“I knew you’d react like this. Just the other day, I said I didn’t want to date…”
Lee Soo blushed and laughed awkwardly.
“Is Jiho good to you?”
“Huh? Yeah.”
Lee Soo shyly smiled and nodded.
Her face, brimming with smiles, looked blissfully happy.
“I see.”
Dong Woo swallowed a bitter laugh.
He felt a gaping void inside, a sense of emptiness.
Regretting over the already gone Lee Soo was pointless, but Dong Woo couldn’t help blaming himself for not mustering up the courage till the end.
Thursday afternoon.
Jiho called Yeon Soo.
“Yeah, Jiho. Are you done with classes?”
“Yes, mom.”
He had a message from Yeon Soo asking him to call when he was free.
[I forgot to tell you yesterday, but there’s a black box in the parcel I sent you. It’s for Soo Min, but it was too much trouble to send it separately, so I sent it with your things.]“Okay.”
A large overseas package from Yeon Soo had arrived two days ago. Yeon Soo, who enjoyed shopping, often sent things from London to Korea for Jiho.
It was a frequent occurrence, so Jiho hadn’t yet opened the parcel, leaving it in a corner of the living room.
“Yeah…”
His reply trailed off. Soo Min’s place was now also Lee Soo’s home.
In the past, he would have readily agreed, but this time he hesitated.
[Sorry to trouble you.]“It’s okay.”
[When can you go?]“Uh… I’ll go next week.”
[Thanks. But let them know before you go. Soo Min said she’d like to feed you a meal if you come by. Don’t refuse and make sure to eat there.]Jiho frowned.
Hearing no response, Yeon Soo asked again.
[Jiho, you got it?]“Yes.”
He agreed reluctantly, unable to refuse his mother’s request, but his reluctance was undeniable.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
