It was 10 P.M. when Byung Ho arrived at the main house.
Byung Ho came into the house holding only a small bag.
Seung Jo, who was dozing off in the living room waiting for his father, suddenly opened his eyes at the sound of the metal door opening.
“Dad!”
Seung Jo, who jumped up from his seat, ran towards Byung Ho.
However, feeling shy, Seung Jo stopped in his tracks, unable to hug him.
Seeing my father after a year, he had a few more wrinkles than before.
Still, I could tell he was my splendid father just by looking at his neatly combed hair and clean white shirt.
He was always such a person. Despite not having time for himself due to work, I was prouder of my father than anyone.
Gratitude came before any complaints about my hardworking father.
I thought it was all thanks to my father that I grew up without lacking anything.
So, I put off receiving his love until he had time to spare.
“Have you been well?”
Byung Ho gently stroked Seung Jo’s head.
As a large hand brushed through his hair, Seung Jo finally felt like he had found a place of rest.
“Have you had dinner?”
As Chung Seop, who was sitting on the sofa, got up and asked, Byung Ho wrapped his arm around Seung Jo’s shoulder and said,
“I had it on the plane.”
Seung Jo looked up at his father standing next to him.
“We’re sleeping tonight and leaving tomorrow, right?”
“Uhhuh. It’s a 5 o’clock flight in the morning, so we’re going to sleep here and go to China.”
Hearing about going to China, Seung Jo felt as if he had been hit on the head.
What Seung Jo asked meant if he was going to Seoul with him.
Unable to speak as if a stone was placed on his throat.
In the conversation between Young Soon and Byung Ho who just came out of the room, no sound could be heard.
Byung Ho’s voice just hummed in his choked ears.
“Why are you going… to China?”
At the question that he barely managed to ask, Chung Seop, Young Soon, and Byung Ho all closed their mouths at the same time.
“Weren’t you here to pick me up?”
“… I came to see you for a bit since I had some time after a long time.”
He said for a bit. That meant Byung Ho didn’t intend to take him to Seoul.
Tired, Byung Ho refused to meet Seung Jo’s eyes. The feeling of being betrayed was probably because he spent a long year in longing.
“I want to be with my dad. Whether it’s China or Seoul, I want to be with my dad.”
I didn’t want to be a burden to my dad.
I had been thinking that since I was fourteen, when my father left me.
However, if I held back today, it seemed that my father would never understand my feelings.
“Why are you throwing a tantrum?”
Byung Ho dismissed his son’s squirming of loneliness as a tantrum.
“Dad’s tired, let’s stop it.”
Byung Ho, who unilaterally ended the conversation, turned his back on Seung Jo.
Feeling as though he was the only one left in the whole world, Seung Jo had to taste despair at just thirteen years old.
The next day at dawn, Byung Ho really left Seung Jo and went back to China.
Once again left alone, Seung Jo headed to school as if nothing had happened.
He listened to the lectures, ate, and listened to more lectures. He didn’t harbor any thoughts in his mind.
He didn’t want to hate his dad, so he deliberately didn’t bring him to mind.
“Everyone have a good weekend, don’t play games too late. Class president, greet.”
At the sound of the homeroom teacher’s voice, Seung Jo realized that school was already over.
As the homeroom teacher left the classroom, the bullies who had spoken to Seung Jo yesterday approached.
“Hey, Han Seung Jo. Let’s talk with us.”
At the bully’s words, Seung Jo stood up, shouldering his bag on one side.
“I’m not in the mood to talk to you.”
“Hey! What do you mean, you’re not in the mood to talk to me!”
He didn’t care whether he could hear the voices of the gang from behind or not.
He was crossing the schoolyard as he left the classroom. Suddenly someone hit his back hard and then held his arms so he couldn’t move them.
The two who stuck to Seung Jo’s sides were from the bully gang.
“Aren’t you letting go?”
Ignoring Seung Jo’s words, the bullies dragged him to a warehouse located in a secluded corner of the schoolyard.
The bullies, who had thrown Seung Jo into a window covered with mold, stood at the door.
When the fallen Seung Jo lifted his upper body, the bullies laughed.
“We tried to hang out with a guy who has no parents, but we just can’t play with you because we’re not on the same level.”
At the words that he had no parents, Seung Jo’s eyes turned red.
“Who said I don’t have parents!”
At the yelling, the bullies chuckled and laughed.
“Why didn’t they come to the sports festival, the school festival, the entrance ceremony if you have them?”
The leader in the center said, and a skinny boy next to him joined in the mockery.
“Hey, hey. His grandparents came to his entrance ceremony.”
“So why didn’t grandma and grandpa come to the sports festival? Leaving our grandson lonely?”
“Do you know how much it costs if your knees give out? They need to rest at home.”
At the bullies’ taunting, Seung Jo could no longer bear it and was about to jump up from his place.
The bullies closed the rusty iron door.
For a moment in the darkened warehouse, Seung Jo was petrified.
“If the son doesn’t come home, his mom and dad will come looking. We’ll take you out if you’re still there tomorrow.”
As the children who had been mocking him walked away, Seung Jo finally realized that he was trapped.
Seung Jo, standing flush against the iron door, pounded on it with his fist.
“Open the door! Open it!”
Despite his aching hand, throbbing as if his bones would cry out, he didn’t stop.
However, despite pounding on the door until his fistwielding hand was bruised, there was no one passing by the warehouse, located far from the playground.
Tomorrow was Saturday, so the children wouldn’t be coming to school. If not found by anyone like this, he wouldn’t be able to get out until Monday.
He was scared. The fact that he had to stay in this place, where even breathing was scary, for several days.
His breath gradually became shallow, and contrary to this, his heart pounded as if it would fall out.
With the feeling of the blood inside him drying up, the door in front of his eyes seemed only distant.
Staggering Seung Jo collapsed backwards, his body tilting gradually back as if sinking into a swamp.
Seung Jo, who collapsed to the floor, soon lost consciousness.
It was a good two hours later when he opened his eyes on the cold dirt floor.
The first thing Seung Jo, in his dirtcovered school uniform, saw was the ceiling covered with spiderwebs.
Seung Jo, who barely sat up, picked up his mobile phone that was rolling on the floor.
The phone didn’t turn on, either it was broken when he fell or something else was wrong.
As the suffocating terror rushed back in, Seung Jo’s hand began to tremble.
“Hoo, hoo.”
Seung Jo, who was struggling to take long breaths, crawled to the door and knocked it with his hand.
“Is there anyone there? Please help me. Please save me!”
A plea for help came out spontaneously.
He felt as if he would really die if he stayed like this.
“There’s someone here! Please save me!”
Seung Jo, making a final desperate effort, hit the door hard with his fist.
The moment Seung Jo, drained of strength, fell backwards.
The gap in the iron door, which seemed as if it would not open, widened and the light of the setting sun seeped in.
Seung Jo, who pushed the floor with both hands and sat up his upper body, saw a girl standing there with a soccer ball under her right arm when he lifted his head.
“What can I do to save you?”
That was the first day he saw Su Hee.
lu lu lo la ▪️ net (lululola.net)
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
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At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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