Coming out to the entrance, Joonhyuk frowned as he observed the pouring rain.
The refreshing downpour had turned into a fierce storm since the vague afternoon.
Feeling dampness, he looked down at his legs. Although he had stood there briefly, the hems of his pants were completely soaked.
The fan-shaped awning, stretching nearly 2 meters, seemed insufficient to block the rain in this torrential downpour.
The grass, pond, landscaping rocks, and stairs leading to the gate were shrouded in heavy rain and mist.
Joonhyuk, with his nerves on edge, squinted with furrowed brows as he looked back at his father-in-law with irritated eyes. Suddenly, he spotted something in the distance and fixed his gaze.
There was a faint figure at a far point, heading towards the direction of the pine tree. It was an old pine tree, bent in an S-shape, and among the trees in the vast garden, it was the one the old man cherished the most.
Yuda-jeong was crossing the expansive garden without an umbrella.
Joonhyuk quickly opened the umbrella he had placed near the door and ran towards the pine tree.
“Yuda-jeong!”
He shouted loudly, but the intense sound of rain made it seem like Yuda-jeong couldn’t hear.
Raindrops hit his face. Whether he used an umbrella or not, there was hardly any difference; he might as well have turned a bucket of water upside down on himself.
With a whoosh, the umbrella turned inside out in the whipping wind. It was truly pitiful and absurd.
Swallowing back curses and frustration, Joonhyuk discarded the useless umbrella and just ran.
“Yuda-jeong!”
Although they were within an arm’s reach, Yuda-jeong still didn’t turn around. Amidst this, her steps remained determined.
Not being able to hear was one thing, but now it seemed like she was deliberately ignoring him.
“Yuda-jeong!”
Joonhyuk, who widened his strides, roughly grabbed her elbow. In that touch, his irritation unconsciously surfaced.
Annoyance bubbled up. The reason was unclear. Was it because of the pouring rain, the chill seeping through his clothes, or this woman wandering around in the rain?
Why was she walking in the rain without an umbrella? He wanted to scold her but refrained from expressing his frustration.
However, Joonhyuk couldn’t say anything. He couldn’t do anything. Yuda-jeong was crying, and that was why he couldn’t.
Even in the rain, he could tell. Yuda-jeong, with her pale face, tearful eyes, and a red nose, cried with a contorted and unattractive face.
“Why are you crying?”
“Ah…”
“Why are you crying?”
He squeezed her elbow tightly. Only now, after a moment of stiffness, did Yuda-jeong’s pupils shrink.
“Joonhyuk-ssi… you know, it’s just…”
“…”
“That… I can’t find the exit door… Huuung!”
The sobbing woman, frighteningly, burst into tears as soon as her words ended. Then she started wailing loudly, letting out a series of sobs.
“Gyesook… Why is it so daaark here… Why is it so haaard to find…?”
Dajeong cried her heart out. In this rain, where it was impossible for others to see tears or hear cries, she cried as much as she wanted.
It felt like she had been waiting for this moment all day. It was so urgent that she had to make an excuse to cry like this without pouring it out somewhere, even if it meant crying in the rain.
She despised the man who shouted for her husband to come, the mom who sighed every day with her chest pounding, and the terrifying grandmother who negotiated, treating her child like an object.
Feeling even sadder than that, Dajeong was pouring out all her pent-up emotions.
Watching her, Joonhyuk’s mind became somewhat hazy. The pouring rain was stinging, and the rain made everything blurry, but amidst all this, he couldn’t focus with Yuda-jeong crying.
“There’s no door… Whyyy, is it gone… Unluuucky…”
“Door, ha…”
He couldn’t bring himself to say that it was because she had walked in the completely opposite direction of the gate. It didn’t seem like the real reason for this woman’s tears.
Joonhyuk, who was staring into the distance with an embarrassed face, sighed repeatedly. Then he took off his jacket and gently placed it over Dajeong’s head like a shawl.
Even though it was already soaked, it didn’t make much sense, but he did it anyway.
Because he didn’t want her tears to flow like rain and feel unjust. He wanted her tears to flow purely as tears.
He wiped his wet face as if washing it, then grabbed Dajeong’s hand like a lost child.
“Go.”
And he walked towards where the gate was. Following him, Dajeong sniffled, sobbed, and wept.
Meanwhile, the jacket he covered her with oddly pleased her. Despite the noise of the rain outside, inside the small cave, it was cozy and warm, as if taking refuge.
Within that space, the sound of her sobbing was even clearer, and somehow, a sense of calm and refreshing feeling came over him. He could feel the warmth of tears flowing down his cheeks.
It felt like he had just realized that he was really crying. It had been a long time since he cried like this. As he completely emptied the tangled feelings inside, he even felt a sense of relief.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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