The Temperature Difference with Him (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
Dan Woo lowered his phone, bracing himself for a long, long night.
As he came down to the first floor, Ji An asked,
“What did they say?”
After hearing Dan Woo’s explanation, Ji An nodded.
Dan Woo, who had gone to the annex, returned in just a few minutes with a carbon fiber mat.
An awkward silence fell between them as they placed the mat on the sofa.
Ji An cautiously spoke up.
“Um… do you want to use it? I can sleep anywhere, so I’m fine without it.”
No. You should use it.
Dan Woo glanced at Ji An and headed toward the first-floor bedroom, saying,
“Just a moment.”
“No, you should use it. I don’t need it.”
Dan Woo stopped walking and turned back to look at Ji An.
Her automatic willingness to yield made his heart ache—or rather, he found himself searching for a way to make sure Ji An used the mat.
Calmly, he added,
“Let’s share it.”
“Huh?”
Ji An usually chose to yield in most situations.
Due to emotional neglect stemming from her mother’s favoritism, she tended to endure discomfort rather than convenience and preferred praise over criticism.
Careful not to hurt Dan Woo’s feelings, Ji An glanced at him and gently added,
“So you mean we’ll share the mat?”
Share it. At that word, Dan Woo rubbed his suddenly stiff neck and asked,
“If you’re going to insist on using it alone, that actually seems better.”
“So… we’ll sleep together in the living room?”
Startled by the sudden firmness in his own body, Dan Woo quickly turned away.
What was he even thinking?
Sleep together? Even though he understood the real meaning of those words, his instincts had already conjured something else entirely.
Ji An also began to ramble, her words jumbled.
It meant lying down side by side to sleep—something she’d never even done with Ha Jun.
But she sensed Dan Woo wouldn’t accept her offer to yield either. Yet, she couldn’t very well insist on using it alone.
Maybe she was overreacting—it was just sleep, after all.
Ji An nodded and spoke up.
“There’s a fireplace in the living room, so it’s not bad. It’d feel awkward if either of us used it alone. So let’s share the mat but have separate blankets. That sounds good.”
Dan Woo stood like a wall, showing his broad, solid back, saying nothing.
Those few seconds of silence before his reply felt unusually long.
Jihye cautiously asked,
“Then… why did you come into this room?”
Hiding the warmth rising inside him, Dan Woo walked toward the bed.
Maybe forming connections with people was merely a means to an end.
He’d never hesitated to take what he needed. But Ji An was clearly different from his usual business associates.
So he tried hard to cool his emotions.
“Hey, Dan Woo!”
“Even with the fireplace, you can’t ignore the cold coming up from the floor. You’ll get chilly.”
“Huh?”
“I’m thinking of moving the mattress to the living room. What do you think?”
Dan Woo effortlessly carried the mattress he’d pulled from the bed frame out to the living room. He didn’t refuse Ji An’s help when she offered to assist.
Ji An asked him a question—simply to avoid the awkward silence.
“Is this your first time doing something like this?”
“……”
Dan Woo placed the mattress under the sofa and unfolded the mat. Then, looking at Ji An, he shook his head.
As Ji An arranged the blanket and pillow on one side of the mattress, she began telling an old memory.
“In high school, my dad went on a business trip once. Of all days, the boiler broke down that same day. I somehow managed to sleep, but without hot water, it was a total disaster. I still had to go to school, so I needed to wash my hair. Guess what I did? I washed it with cold water.”
Dan Woo’s lips curved slightly upward.
Now, she was Kim Ji An, the high school girl who’d washed her hair in cold water on a midwinter morning and headed to school.
Her father had given her that name, and she loved cooking. She also had an old male friend.
In just a few more days, he might learn not only about her family but about her other relationships too.
The kind of person easy to deceive. The kind who made it all too easy to hurt her. That’s why he worried.
His thoughts of her were always consistent.
As coldness from the floor rose up, Ji An rubbed her feet together and wiggled her toes.
Dan Woo clenched his lips tightly to stop a laugh from escaping and turned his gaze out the window.
Everything she did drove him crazy.
Why did his heart keep itching like this?
Because of the subzero temperatures, the floor-to-ceiling windows that framed the garden had turned foggy.
“Do you happen to know what vin chaud is?”
Caught off guard by the sudden question, Ji An asked,
“Vin chaud? Like mulled wine?”
“Not just mulled wine—it’s similar, though.”
“Literally, ‘vin’ is wine and ‘chaud’ means hot. So it’s ‘vin chaud.’”
At Ji An’s pronunciation, which closely matched the native French, Dan Woo raised an eyebrow.
Ji An gave a small smile and added,
“I love languages, and I pick them up quickly. I’ve actually had vin chaud on the Eiffel Tower observation deck.”
“You’ve been to France?”
“Yes. I spent the autumn of my twenty-second year there.”
“The autumn of your twenty-second year?”
Those words wrapped Dan Woo’s heart in an emotion entirely different from desire.
That autumn of yours—was it more thrilling and happier than any other year?
Leaning his arms on the kitchen island, Dan Woo interlaced his fingers and looked at Ji An.
His eyes followed hers, soft and gentle.
“How about some vin chaud, then?”
“You’ll make it yourself? Do you know how?”
“Leave it to me.”
Dan Woo placed a hallabong and an apple he’d taken from the fridge into the sink.
Then he brought out a vin chaud kit—star anise, cloves, cinnamon sticks, nutmeg, dried orange and lemon slices—and set it on the island countertop.
Curious, Ji An quickly stepped closer to the island.
“They sell kits like this?”
Dan Woo nodded and gave a quiet chuckle.
That fleeting smile lingered in Ji An’s mind, leaving her deep in thought.
As she turned the vin chaud kit over in her hands, she remembered Dan Woo’s clear, bright smile.
It wasn’t the arrogance or ease of someone who had everything.
Though hard to read, being with him always gave the sense that he’d quietly yield a step for her.
Dan Woo’s low voice drifted softly between them.
“Around this time of year, I suffer from a terrible memory sickness. Drinking this helps a bit.”
“Memory sickness?”
Tapping his temple with his index finger, Dan Woo continued,
“My body’s perfectly fine—it’s the things I store here that ache.”
“When you’re alone and it hurts, it feels really lonely, doesn’t it? If it has to ache, I’d rather it hurt when I’m with someone.”
Frowning slightly, Ji An quickly added, realizing her words sounded off,
“I don’t mean I want you to be in pain—I just mean, if it has to happen, I’d prefer it wasn’t when you’re alone.”
“I get it. You don’t need to explain further—I understand exactly what you mean.”
“Huh?”
Dan Woo lightly tapped his left chest with a clenched fist.
“This guy here just told me so.”
Hearing his reply, Ji An’s cheeks flushed pink. Her heart fluttered at something so simple.
Having thinly sliced the hallabong and apple, Dan Woo sprinkled sugar and a few drops of lemon juice over them, then picked up the vin chaud kit and looked at Ji An.
Pointing to the ginger tea sticks, he asked,
“Should we use just two?”
After pouring the ginger tea sticks into the pot, he naturally headed toward the wine cellar.
His hand moved carefully as he selected a dry, full-bodied wine.
Ji An, peeking over Dan Woo’s shoulder at the wine cellar, asked,
“You have one of these?”
“I didn’t know it existed at first, but after learning about it, I started buying bottles—one, then two—until I’d gathered this many. Not that I’m particularly into wine or anything.”
He hadn’t known it existed at first?
Yet every bottle filling the wine cellar was a rare, expensive vintage.
Anyone who knew wine well would instantly know his claim of having no interest was a lie.
Woo Dan Woo was the kind of man who’d have simply kicked the woman out on that night when lightning struck.
Even if he asked himself why, the answer would always be the same.
I don’t know.
Maybe it made sense—seeing cheerful Ji An reminded him of living with his mother, so he’d impulsively stepped in.
As the vin chaud began simmering and its fragrance thickened, Ji An’s voice lifted with excitement.
“The smell is amazing! Already, the cold’s completely gone.”
Dan Woo looked at the built-in fireplace along the living room wall.
His instincts, fully aware that it was just the two of them, were veering sharply away from reason.
He moved toward the fireplace, putting some distance between them.
Pulling the square handle forward revealed the interior.
Ji An, who’d approached without warning, covered her mouth with both hands and laughed like a child.
“It’s amazing! I’ve never done this before. Have you?”
Understanding the implied subject in her sentence, Dan Woo shrugged.
Of course he hadn’t. He preferred the cold to intense heat.
He stacked a few logs to create space and ignited them with a torch lighter.
“Thanks to the fireplace, tonight probably won’t be too cold.”
“Seems that way.”
Dan Woo turned and looked down at Ji An.
Her face, resting on her chin with long eyelashes fluttering, looked adorable.
He pulled back the hand that had almost reached out on its own and shifted his step sideways.
A moment later, Dan Woo handed Ji An a steaming cup of vin chaud.
“Thank you.”
“I’m not sure if you’ll like the taste, but at least it’ll warm you up inside.”
They sat side by side on the mattress occupying the center of the living room.
Ji An sat cross-legged while Dan Woo kept his feet on the cold floor, both gazing out the window.
Noticing the snowfall seemed to ease, Dan Woo spoke first.
“It’ll probably be clear tomorrow.”
“The snow curtain’s gone.”
“Snow curtain?”
“When it snowed heavily, it looked like a curtain.”
Dan Woo recalled the words Ji An had murmured while lying in the yard.
“Snow blanket, snow curtain—such pretty phrases.”
Ji An took a sip of vin chaud, then raised her knees and rested her chin on them.
Dreamily, she spoke slowly,
“This trip feels really special—the heavy snow advisory, and spending this lonely night that would’ve been so empty… with you, Dan Woo.”
Living alone, eating alone—even playing alone.
The word “alone” didn’t feel strange to Ji An. Yet there were times when she especially needed to be by herself.
It was the spring she’d become a high school student—the day she’d suddenly gotten off the bus on her way to school.
She’d wanted to be alone among strangers, with no need to speak or even smile.
Each time, she’d wandered aimlessly in unfamiliar places and only returned home once evening fell.
And whenever she did, that person was always there.
“You got scolded, right? By Ha Jun.”
“Huh?”
“Oh! My inner thoughts just slipped out.”
“A friend who’s not family, but like family?”
“Yes. Ha Jun.”
Dan Woo warmed his mouth with the hot vin chaud and smiled wistfully.
Until he’d brought Tae Yoon back from America, he’d spent a long time alone.
At least you weren’t lonely because of him.
Ji An looked up at Dan Woo and asked,
“I’m thirty-two. How old are you?”
Caught off guard, Dan Woo gave a vague answer.
“About the same.”
“Oh! So we’re friends.”
“……”
When Dan Woo didn’t reply, Ji An quickly corrected herself.
“Oh dear—I went too far. Friends, really.”
Dan Woo looked down at Ji An sideways, following the movement of her trembling eyes.
Then he spoke gently,
“Let’s be friends.”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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