Hyuk-ju, upon seeing the handkerchief embroidered with blue roses, let out a sigh that bordered on a lament.
Her breath caught as if someone was squeezing and twisting her heart.
It was something similar to the handkerchief she had.
“How is this possible…”
Her voice no longer came out.
Holding the handkerchief tightly, Hyuk-ju took out the items from the box.
There were three diaries, some worn-out fairy tale books with four corners frayed, and at the bottom, there was a medical record with Eun-su’s name on it.
Sungsim Hospital, a child suffering from pediatric cancer, a handkerchief embroidered with blue roses.
To remember her mother after she passed away, she repeated this daily.
She wanted to find the child who had made her mother smile during the grim days when she was ignored by her father and herself.
Because she wished so desperately, without properly confirming, she believed that the person was that child.
Not knowing that the child was Eun-su.
The days when she turned away from Eun-su, who had been a support for her in the closest place, flashed by.
Her nose was stuffy.
At that moment, the sound of the door opening from behind was heard.
Hyuk-ju wiped her face once with her hand and looked at Eun-su.
Tears welled up in Eun-su’s eyes as her gaze was captured by the items spread out on the bed.
“When did you bring this?”
Eun-su, delighted, hugged the diary first and asked.
Hyuk-ju spoke in a hoarse voice.
“Just now, I asked Hyun-su to do it.”
“Did Director Song bring it?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh no. I feel like crying because I’m so happy right now.”
Afraid that her tears would burst out loudly, Eun-su tightly pressed her lips together. Putting down the diary she had held close to her chest, she picked up one of them.
It was a diary pressed with tears by her mother.
The paper, which had dried with tears and had not completely dried out, was crumpled and crinkled. However, it looked better to Eun-su’s eyes than any other paper in the world.
Eun-su’s eyes softened as she read her mother’s handwriting in the diary. As she flipped through the pages one by one, her gaze lingered on one page for a long time.
“Hyuk-ju.”
“…Yeah.”
Hyuk-ju’s response was half a beat slow. With a short cough along with a hm, he cleared his throat.
Not noticing his condition, Eun-su, who was reading the diary, raised her head and continued.
“Look at this. Someone said that the language of blue roses is a miracle. I hope a miracle happens to our Eun-su.”
Reading the diary with a subdued voice, Eun-su, who was moved, showed Hyuk-ju a part of it.
“Remember when you gave me a dress as a gift, Hyuk-ju?”
“Yeah…”
“I liked it because it was a dress full of blue roses. My mom hoped for a miracle every day, embroidering blue roses on my handkerchief right beside me.”
Listening to Eun-su’s words, Hyuk-ju’s throat warmed.
Not realizing his condition, Eun-su, with a choked voice, continued the story.
“I don’t even know why my mother embroidered blue roses. I gave it to an old lady I met while taking a walk. At that time, every time I met her, the crying old lady looked more pained than me.”
Afraid that a violent sob might burst out, Hyuk-ju covered her mouth with her hand. Seeing her eyes, now red with blood vessels, Eun-su asked with a surprised expression.
“Where does it hurt?”
Hyuk-ju wrapped her face with her large hands.
Her eye sockets heated up, and soon her palms became damp.
At the abrupt movement, Eun-su’s eyes widened like a rabbit.
“…Huk.”
Hyuk-ju’s firm shoulders, swallowing the bursting sob, swayed like waves.
Eun-su, who had been crying, stiffened at Hyuk-ju’s unexpected reaction.
Not knowing why he was like this, her mind was confused.
“Ah!”
In a moment of urgency, Eun-su let out a gasp, clinging to Hyuk-ju’s arms.
His chest, holding her tightly, faintly echoed with the sound of her sobbing.
“It was you.”
At Hyuk-ju’s words, Eun-su blinked.
In her ear, she heard Hyuk-ju mumbling again.
“The person I was looking for… was you.”
Hyuk-ju wrapped Eun-su’s cheek and made her face him.
Their breaths were so close that it touched the skin. Looking at Eun-su’s face soaked with tears, Hyuk-ju chewed on her lower lip delicately.
Eun-su had never seen him cry like this before, so she didn’t know how to react. She just reached out silently, carefully wiping away the remaining moisture on his cheeks.
Gently holding her wrist as she wiped away the tears, Hyuk-ju pressed his lips to her palm.
Then, looking at Eun-su’s face with eyes full of emotion, he spoke.
“It was you… I didn’t know, and I…”
Relieved that he finally found her, Hyuk-ju couldn’t articulate his words properly.
Hugging Eun-su even more tightly, he whispered.
“Eun-su, thank you.”
“Why are you suddenly like this?”
Surprised by the unusual emotional turmoil, Eun-su asked in a bewildered voice.
“I’m talking about the child I mentioned before.”
“Who are you talking about?”
“The child whose mother, when she meets her again, asked me to convey her gratitude. Do you remember?”
Eun-su nodded slowly.
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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