After visiting the media art exhibition, Dan Woo became busy.
Ji An had been quietly repeating late returns and early departures to a degree that she didn’t have to move around.
To her fleeting questions, he answered nonchalantly.
‘I’ve gotten a bit busy with work.’
‘Work?’
‘Yes, work.’
During the busy days Dan Woo had, Ji An’s onemonth stay in Jeju Island was coming to an end.
With two days left in her onemonth stay, Ji An planned to move her accommodation to a hotel and climb Mount Hallasan as her final itinerary.
That’s why she returned home early and her steps slowed when she found Dan Woo’s sedan parked.
It seemed he came back early.
But the house was still silent.
She, who had filled up the bookshelf with the fairytale book she bought today, looked up at the second floor.
And then she thought about the busy Dan Woo and talked to herself.
“Well, people need to rest too.”
Ji An went into the kitchen and boiled wine, dried fruit, and spices together to make a punch. After cooling the punch, she put it in an airtight jar, attached a short memo, and put it in the refrigerator.
She moved the forsythiacolored carrier to the entrance, but there was still no sign of anyone on the second floor.
She hadn’t been curious about the second floor while she stayed here.
It was Dan Woo’s space and was an agreement implicitly agreed upon, so it was natural. Therefore, there was even less reason to go up and see.
“Hmm.”
Ji An got up from the sofa, exhaling a low breath.
As the time to leave the house was approaching, she decided to go upstairs to say goodbye.
She carefully stepped on the stairs and arrived at the second floor. A small sofa, table, laptop, and piled documents dimly came into view.
Feeling the cold air rising from the floor, Ji An curled her toes and approached the bedroom.
Knock. Knock.
“Um. Dan Woo.”
Knock. Knock.
When Ji An pressed her ear to the door and hushed her breathing, she heard a moaning sound that seemed like it would stop at any moment.
Her low and cautious voice became urgent.
“Dan Woo. Woo Dan Woo. Can I open the door for a moment? ……I’m going to come in.”
Ji An, who had lowered the doorknob, pushed the door inward.
Cold air devoid of any warmth rushed in. Feeling the chilling air, Ji An shrunk her shoulders.
Dan Woo, curled up on the bed, was shaking like a pine tree and even letting out moans.
Seeing that he didn’t come to his senses despite her presence, Ji An approached the bed.
It was the moment she touched his trembling shoulder.
Her wrist was caught in an instant, pulled, and Ji An’s body leaned forward as Dan Woo’s arms wrapped around her waist.
The moment his chest touched her back, she flinched to get out.
But he pulled Ji An in even more tightly.
The arm wrapped around her waist was tightly tensed, and along with his ragged breath, Dan Woo’s voice could be heard.
“Why do you come up here without fear? Why are you so fearless?”
“Looks like you’re the one who’s lost the fear, so let go of your arm.”
Just as Ji An was about to add another word, she gulped her breath.
She felt as though she was being consumed by Dan Woo’s trembling body. Soon, a thin moan gnawed at her nerves.
Every time he shivered with the chills, he tightened his arms and buried his face deeply in her shoulder.
With a startled heart, she asked.
“Are you okay?”
“…….”
“Dan Woo.”
When moisture, whether it was tears or sweat, began to wet her skin, Ji An grabbed the arm wrapped around her waist. It was to turn him around and look at him.
But his intertwined hand did not move, like a locked padlock.
“Just stay like this for a moment. Just a moment.”
“Do you… hurt somewhere?”
“……Yes.”
Ji An relaxed her grip on the hand she had been holding and patted Dan Woo’s arm. Then she reassured him in a soft voice.
“Okay. I’ll stay like this for a while. Tell me when you feel better.”
Instead of replying, Dan Woo rustled his long hair and buried his face even deeper. His hot breath constantly dissipated from Ji An’s small shoulder.
His body heat spreading from her back along with a low moan felt painful.
Dan Woo let out words in a voice filled with pain.
“It was a bad dream. Because of a dream where I couldn’t do anything even though I knew……yes.”
Dan Woo’s dream inevitably started in a house with flames soaring up.
The harsh air and the hot flames he couldn’t get close to. The moments when he thoughtlessly ran into the house to save his mother overlapped one after the other.
The moment he got out of the flames supporting his mother, he heard the sound of sirens beyond his flickering consciousness.
The last memory of his mother was when he was unconscious, lying in an ambulance.
‘I am your brother. Your mother is critical, and we need your consent for an emergency surgery.’
He hadn’t even thought that it was a consent form to donate his liver to Woo Jeong Hyeon.
Dan Woo ten years ago believed Woo Seon Ho, who introduced himself as his brother. He considered the hand that firmly gripped his shoulder as a friendly gesture.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
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