Hong Manager arrived at the set, having just arrived at the car to announce the start of shooting. Seeing Taeseok, he froze. Understanding his longtime friend’s frustration in an instant, he quietly closed the door.
Although the sound of conversations adjusting the shooting schedule could be heard from outside, Taeseok couldn’t comprehend anything.
“Yeoreum.”
He had no idea where to start, what to fix, or how to refine things.
One thing was certain: even after reuniting, he had inflicted countless wounds on Yeoreum.
“What on earth have I done?”
“If you came back, you should have hidden and survived quietly. Why bother to show off in front of me?”
“If you don’t want to ruin the drama, listen to me quietly. At the right time, I’ll let you go my way properly.”
From the day they reunited at the production announcement event until relatively recent events, Taeseok hadn’t spent a single day without hurting Yeoreum. Every word he uttered was cutting, intentionally acting even more cruelly.
The gaze that endured insults while sitting at the end of the sofa finally scratched his heart now.
“Crazy bastard.”
Although he thought he loved her much more, what he called love turned out to be nothing more than a narrow revenge.
Taeseok closed his eyes deeply.
The back of his neck felt so tight that he could hardly breathe.
Two years ago. On the day we decided to break up. What was on his mind on that night when he vowed not to let me go even if he died? If he had known Jihyeonjeong’s threat back then, wouldn’t everything have been fine?
How wounded was the heart that had to say hurtful words deliberately?
“Really, he’s insane. Not being able to distinguish who’s important, why is he walking around with those eyes? Seriously, just die. Seo Taeseok…”
As Taeseok continued his self-blame with constant murmuring, Director Hong opened the door again. Observing Taeseok’s state quietly, he made a stern expression upon hearing the self-blame.
“…Seok-ah, Taeseok-ah! Seo Taeseok!”
Judging that he was collapsing in a similar way as when Yeoreum left two years ago, he quickly shook him to snap him out of it.
“Hey. Snap out of it!”
In response to the urgent shout, Taeseok lifted his head. However, his pupils were empty.
“I realized I was wrong.”
“…!”
“…It’s just that the scale is so big that I don’t even know where I went wrong.”
Although Director Hong offered comfort, none of it entered Taeseok’s ears. It was the first time he felt so pitiful.
Entering a bustling small intestine restaurant, Yeoreum wore a puzzled expression. It was a famous intestine restaurant located in the center of the downtown area, and she wondered if she could really meet Jihyeok in a place like this.
An employee emitting the scent of charcoal confidently approached and greeted them.
“Welcome!”
“Ah, we had a reservation. Cheon Jihyeok…”
“Ah-ha! Follow me!”
Yeoreum, looking dazed, followed the employee who was guiding them. The employee went through a small door next to the kitchen, then led them upstairs using the external stairs.
The interior walls of the building, which gave the impression of the passage of time, were not visible from the outside because there was no interior design. Posters from a decade or so ago were still attached.
Following the faded traces, they reached a door.
“You can go in. Have a good time!”
It was surprising that even an intestine restaurant like this had a private room.
Upon opening the door and entering, the second floor was a small space with only three tables. Jihyeok, sitting at the center table, gestured to Yeoreum while grilling the intestines.
“Noona. This is our aunt’s restaurant.”
Ah.
“She made this for me to use. To me, our aunt is almost like a second mom.”
“I see. I should have greeted her.”
“She’s not in the store today.”
Approaching and putting down her coat and bag, Yeoreum sat across from him. Jihyeok, who had stood up as if it were his own place, went to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of soju, and sat back in his seat, tapping the soju bottle.
“Our aunt’s intestines, I really like them. I should eat them regularly, but luckily today’s shooting ended early.”
“Ah.”
“I didn’t want to come alone, but the manager hyung said he had plans.”
Yeoreum chuckled.
“Don’t you have other friends?”
“Yeah. I don’t have any friends.”
Jihyeok served well-cooked intestines onto a plate and spoke.
“I only have a friend noona.”
“You had a massive number of followers, though?”
“That’s different.”
Jihyeok retorted while setting the tongs.
“You have to share your feelings to be friends.”
Jihyeok tilted the bottle, filled two glasses of soju, placed one near Yeoreum. Then, he raised his own glass, gesturing for a toast. When Yeoreum raised her glass, the two glasses clinked in the air.
It was the first round of soju after Director Hong and the drinking session. Yeoreum hesitated for a moment, took only a small sip, and put the glass down.
“Ugh. Bitter.”
“You said you were good at drinking. Was it just a bluff?”
She laughed softly at Jihyeok’s taunt.
“It’s been a while.”
Looking closely at that smile, Jihyeok shifted his gaze to the grill, skillfully cooking the intestines. Several well-cooked intestines with a hint of charcoal aroma were placed back on the plate.
“…When did you become friends with Taeseok hyung?”
His face still wore a smile, but his voice, which had lowered, sounded quite calm. Yeoreum briefly wondered if he might be reconsidering her, but dismissed the thought as unwarranted.
It was just a typical conversation that could arise from a meeting with an acquaintance over drinks.
“Oh. Just around three years ago?”
Considering that she first met him at a drinking session with Director Hong about three years ago, Yeoreum revealed the truth.
“Three years ago.”
“…”
“When I was in the military.”
Jihyeok didn’t say more and emptied another glass on his own. Even in the midst of that, he skillfully managed the grilling intestines, showcasing quite a talent in handling charcoal.
“Just close acquaintances. Is that it?”
“Yeah. What more is there?”
As Jihyeok picked up some chives and placed them on the grill, the sizzling sound echoed in their ears. While Yeoreum stared absentmindedly at the quickly withering chives, he spoke again.
“Just play along like that?”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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