Sicar, panting for breath, wiped the blood flowing from his mouth.
“I’m someone who shouldn’t come here…… Now that I’ve gotten rid of them, you can go see Kian.”
“Ah…… Okay. But are you really okay…….”
While I was speaking, Sicar disappeared as if he had faintly turned off. Then, I heard his voice again.
Look behind you.
When I turned around, I saw the hut in the Bahara Mountains where Kian lived with Bali Je.
Kian was sitting on the hut’s deck, crying.
“Kian!”
As I was about to rush towards crying Kian, the scene suddenly changed again. The hut disappeared, replaced by a dark forest.
“Look down!”
Bending my head, I felt dizzy and stepped back.
Kian was seen clinging to a cliff with one hand. It seemed as if his guilt had pushed him to the cliff.
“Kian!”
I immediately lay down and grabbed Kian’s hand.
“Kian! I’m here! I’ve come to find you! Hold my hand tightly!”
Looking at Kian’s face brimming with tears due to fear and guilt hurt my heart so much.
“Mother……?”
“Yes, it’s me.”
“Mo, mother. It’s dangerous here. Quickly let go of my hand and run! Mother!”
“No. I’m fine. It’s safe here, Kian. You’re safe too. So hold my hand and get off that cliff!”
But, Kian did not try to climb up holding my hand. I felt something creeping up from behind me. It was the white wolves of the snowy mountains.
“Hold on a bit more! Although I couldn’t save Bali Je, once I save you, Kian, your guilt will lessen! You have to get yourself out of that cliff! So, close your eyes!”
As if agreeing to Sicar, I firmly nodded and closed my eyes.
“No! Mother! No! Leave my mother alone! I said, leave her alone!”
Kian’s cry, almost like a scream, echoed deafeningly.
“Leave my mother alone! Leave my mother at least!”
Then, I felt a wolf climbing up from behind me. The chilling moment, Kian pushed himself off the cliff.
“Don’t you dare touch my mother!”
Suddenly, the spirits that appeared in Kian’s hand attacked the wolves that had climbed on my back.
“Roar!”
Just as I felt a hot energy from my back, it suddenly became quiet. I lifted my head to see what had happened, and I found myself in Sicar’s arms.
“Wha, what happened to Kian?”
“Look. He’s in front.”
Looking ahead, Kian was sound asleep. Only then did I feel relieved and looked back at Sicar.
A little earlier, he had his head bowed and I couldn’t see him well due to my shock, but he was bleeding from his face. Not only his face, but hot blood was also flowing from his neck.
Even in the novel, Sicar was described as a coldblooded person who didn’t even shed a drop of blood. Especially, he didn’t even shed a drop of blood when he died.
Always coolheaded, and appearing as though he wouldn’t bleed even if pricked with a needle, seeing him dripping with blood shocked me so much that tears started to flow unknowingly.
“You said it’s fine, right? It’s a dream so it’s okay? Then why are you bleeding like this? Is, is this still a dream? Is that why this is happening? Tell me. Why are you bleeding like this!”
“I suppose I’m paying the price for lying.”
“Are you joking right now?!”
Then he frowned and wiped my tears with his hand.
“Showing tears over such a thing. Anyway, you really do like me. Crying not just when I die, but even when I’m hurt. You whine more than Happy who used to bark every time I got hurt.”
“I’m not crying because I’m sad, but because I’m scared! Just wait! I’ll call for help!”
Sicar held me back as I tried to stand up, and sank down on the bed as if collapsing.
“Who should I call?”
“I, I don’t know. Anyway! We need to call someone!”
“There is not a single person in this villain’s den who has the ability to heal such wounds. Just bring me a potion from my room.”
‘Right. Sicar said he always treated his subordinates with a potion he kept in his desk drawer when they were injured!’
I ran straight to Sicar’s room, found the potion, and gave it to him. Then, I could see his wounds slowly healing.
“Just sleep for about a day and it’ll heal, so stop crying.”
“I’m crying because I’m scared! From surprise!”
Then, I heard Kian rustling, as if he had woken up. Sicar and I looked at each other in surprise.
Sicar lowered his body further, making a ‘hush’ gesture towards me and hid under the bed.
As soon as Kian, who had woken up from sleep, saw me, he seemed to snap back to reality, quickly sat up, and hugged me.
“Oh! Mother!”
I hugged Kian as if nothing was wrong.
“Look at this cold sweat.”
“I, I dreamt about you, Mom.”
“Really?”
“Yes!”
Kian hugged me tightly and buried his face in my chest.
“Mom protected me from the bad things.”
Kian was talking as if I had protected him when he was the one who protected me.
“Really? That’s really good. I’m so glad I could protect you in your dreams since you always protect me in reality.”
Kian looked up at me as if asking if that was true.
“I… protected you, Mom……?”
“Of course. You’re always protecting me. I would have been very lonely without you. Thank you for always protecting me.”
“I’ll continue to protect you, Mom.”
For Kian, who grew up with only his father in a snowy mountain, Bali Island was everything.
Kian, who lost such a father in an instant, would not have forgotten Bali Island so easily. Maybe I was too insensitive because he seemed okay on the outside.
So Kian, who looked happier than usual, must have had such a nightmare today.
Kian’s true feelings, which I would not have known if it weren’t for Sicar’s help in the dream, came out.
I hugged Kian tightly, hoping that today he would be free from guilt and fear.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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