“…”
As Reyna listened to his stories, she thought about Arthur, who was within her collected scrapbook. The illustrations in the newsletter portrayed him as a robust knight, appearing to be three meters tall, embellished with magnificent descriptions like a brilliant star or a general of the century. However, the actual hero behind the splendid tales was different from her imagination.
Not the hero from beyond the newsletter, but finally getting to know the real him gave Reyna a feeling of tender and poignant satisfaction.
“…”
Even after that, Reyna continued to attentively follow his unfolding stories, not taking her eyes off him as the night deepened.
As the night grew darker, she was asked if she felt sleepy.
Reyna shook her head.
“I’m not sleepy. Please, continue the story. If you’re not tired…”
“Just a bit more. The passage of this night feels like a precious thing.”
Arthur, who had shared his own story for a long time, seemed interested in hearing Reyna’s story this time. Reyna, no longer cautious about family stories like a weakness, wanted to share everything with him.
“…”
Her story, somewhat different from his, felt somewhat vague from the very beginning. Nevertheless, she wanted to tell him everything.
Considering the apologies for the past, where she couldn’t honestly answer questions about how she had been, and the awkwardness of the young lady’s life that she had picked up, carrying a hint of remorse.
“I don’t have many family members either. Only my grandmother.”
That’s how her story began.
“In my earliest memories, there were no parents. Instead, there was always my grandmother. I remember her carrying me back whenever my mother lay collapsed at her grave. I just… for some reason, wanted my grandmother to carry me. Apart from when I was very young, she didn’t carry me often. She always did when I acted like I didn’t want to go home or when I just didn’t feel like walking. It was somehow… quite unfair.”
“Was it unfair to go home?”
“…Not a big deal.”
Reyna smiled awkwardly.
Arthur, who had been silently listening, also smiled.
“I envy you. If my mother had collapsed at her grave, who would have carried me?”
Reyna looked at him teasingly.
“If you lived next door, I could have borrowed your grandmother’s back…
…If you lived next door, I would have carried you…
…You make it very easy to become an unfilial daughter…”
She seemed to enjoy being carried by her grandmother. She wasn’t such a well-behaved child. Occasionally, she wanted to be stubborn, like not wanting to go home or simply disliking walking. It felt very unfair for some reason—unfair to go home.
“Is it unfair to go home?”
“…It’s nothing special.”
Reyna smiled awkwardly. Arthur, who had been silently listening, also smiled.
“I envy you. If my mother collapsed at her grave, who would have carried me?”
Reyna looked at him teasingly.
“If you lived next door, I could have borrowed your grandmother’s back…
…If you lived next door, I would have carried you…
…You make it very easy to become an unfilial daughter…”
Arthur let out a small laugh.
Then, after a while, he gently touched her head and added, “I hope the doctor took good care of your grandmother.”
Reyna smiled warmly and, looking at him quietly, said, “Taylor is just a friend. …I met him today wearing the wedding ring.”
Arthur touched his forehead and burst into laughter. The laughter lasted quite a while.
“…Is there a reason to laugh so much?”
Eventually, Reyna couldn’t help but laugh along with a hint of resentment.
Arthur, with a lingering smile, touched her side head and said, “Yes. Put on the ring when we meet. For now, I’m your husband.”
Reyna responded with a silent smile.
“…”
In the dark room.
Sound of the wind.
Autumn rain hitting the window.
Cool air and the smell of burning wood.
A warm blanket with the smell of sunlight.
The warm hue of the room tinted by the wood burning in the fireplace.
A hand brushing her hair.
Reyna engraved all of these things in her memory, one by one.
Reyna glanced at the book Arthur had placed on the bedside table.
…Were you looking at the book?
Arthur replied.
No. I was looking at you.
I used the book as an excuse.
I’ve been looking at you all along.
Because if I said that, you might find it scary.
It seems like you’re a little scared of me.
Reyna responded with a slight smile and closed her eyes.
No…
If I were scared, would I be lying down beside you like this?
He laughed.
The words I left seemed to be a special comfort to him, a very overwhelming and sad thing.
What were those words?
What was the meaning of those words that it’s okay if you don’t come back?
Why was there not a single person who said something more comforting to him?
It hurt that even those weren’t remarkable words.
Why couldn’t I say better words, and it became a source of regret.
If I could turn back time, could I have said better words?
If it had come to this, could I have said that?
“…”
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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