Just to continue the conversation, she just dug up memories from the old set, but she didn’t expect such an answer. The complex feelings were creating an unusually foamy situation.
“Ugh, I think I couldn’t follow properly.”
“Hehe. It’s okay.”
Clank. The sound of two glasses meeting echoed as they each took another sip. Then, Bong-gi slowly spoke. The voice that came along with the stingy throat was quite humid.
“For nine years in Jiho’s position, there’s no actor with this filmography. Really worked like crazy… Yeah, worked like a dog.”
Hye-yoon leaned her ear toward that moist voice. So, her heart also swayed naturally.
“I wanted to stop him, thinking he might go crazy, but there was no way. What can you do when he wants it himself? So, at first, I thought making money was happiness. But…”
Hye-yoon sent her gaze in the direction of the swaying emotions. He had always been intimidating, but now he was not at all. How could he be scary when his eyes were filled with tears like that? She wanted to comfort him.
Her affectionate gaze enveloped Bong-gi’s face. As if reciprocating his gentle waiting, the conversation continued.
“Yeah. But even buried in a pile of money, the kid doesn’t rest? Even when he spilled coffee continuously… Ah, I thought it was acting that made him happy, not the money.”
“…”
“Oh… I realized that around last year.”
Even as he spoke, his throat was locking up. And the sadness spread to her in an instant.
“He just needed to focus. I guess he wanted to be in a different world while acting.”
Moist eyes with similar dampness met each other.
“His own world… seems to have been not very interesting.”
With that one sentence, Bong-gi was the first to avert his gaze. The self-blame like ‘I didn’t know that for 9 years’ made Hye-yoon’s ears dizzy.
Hye-yoon quietly sighed. Somewhere in her heart, which contained Jiho’s pure smile, she felt something crumbling. Her nose tingled, so she could only bite her lips. Otherwise, she might burst into tears without knowing why.
Burst [Dash]
The sound of cheerful beer temporarily allowed her to turn away from the surging sadness. Bong-gi was filling Hye-yoon’s empty beer glass, which was more than half empty. Along with new emotions.
His voice, resuming the conversation, was somewhat refreshing.
“But now that I see you with the writer, I understand. Ah, this can’t be unknown.”
While wiping the wet eyes, Bong-gi’s mouth was grinning. His smile was so pleasant that Hye-yoon also suppressed her sour feelings and imitated him.
“What is it?”
“That brat is really happy now. He wants to live in his own world rather than a different one… Something like that. He was a guy who knew how to make that expression, I thought?”
And Bong-gi ran his dry lips with his tongue. While enjoying the lively chatter, the act of soothing the mood was clearly seen in Hye-yoon’s eyes. And his head tilted towards her with a sincere smile.
Finally, with the words he wanted to say.
“He’s really a good guy. If I thought the writer didn’t like it even a bit, I wouldn’t say this. It seems like the writer is also a good person.”
All the previous stories, in the end, were meant to convey this message, as seen in his eyes.
“I hope you continue to take care of Jiho in the future.”
“…Yes.”
“Please don’t let him quit… Convince the writer. It’s too precious to let go.”
Hye-yoon barely spoke, glancing at an ambiguous place. Bong-gi ran his fingers over her nose and patted her cheek. While she felt a prideful sincerity on her side, she seemed not to feel it at all.
The response seemed small, but for a moment, a small chin was trembling. Gulp, gulp. The effort to swallow the surging sadness was clearly visible. The corners of the mouth drooped, and the lower lip stuck out like a duck.
Her small hands, which looked pale enough to appear at each joint, were tightly clenched into fists.
“Writer, are you crying by any chance?”
Bong-gi was surprised and quickly lowered his head. Whether it was because he had only seen actresses crying or because her way of trying to overcome sadness was bewildering. She was a woman who fought back tears so militantly after watching only tearful glass-like tears trickle down.
“No, I’m not crying…….”
“Really?”
“…No. I might cry soon.”
Vigorously wiping her eyes like a child. The sight of a woman wiping her eyes with her sleeves seemed almost unfamiliar. As if tears were confusing enough.
“Oh, what’s going on? No, why do you try to cry so sadly? Don’t cry.”
Hye-yoon nodded, wiping her eyes again with her sleeves. Unable to discern Jiho’s gaze that was stuck on her like hot glue, as she suppressed her tears. Instead, Bong-gi noticed.
Jiho looked at Bong-gi with enlarged eyes.
“No! I didn’t cry! Well, I may have cried a little. But really, I didn’t cry.”
The bewildered and stammering voice grew louder. Bong-gi wanted to comfort Hye-yoon before people paid more attention.
The eyes were so swollen from rubbing vigorously that even she seemed to be struggling to hold back tears. The eyelashes soaked with tears shook when she lifted them. Then, as soon as she put them down, she brought her arm to her eyes again.
“Writer, stop wiping your eyes. They’re so red.”
Nodding repeatedly. In the meantime, she listened so well. While Hye-yoon was putting down her arm that had almost reached her eyes, Bong-gi suddenly uttered words that did not fit his appearance.
“Writer, thud!”
“…Thud.”
Features gradually finding stability in their place. He was a little surprised. He never expected a day to come when he would say the word ‘thud,’ and he never imagined that a single word could comfort a crying woman like a panacea.
And the two people watching the whole situation from across.
“I said ‘thud,’ so let’s thud again.”
Min-joo just drank the beer Min-woo had just handed her. Curiosity that overcame the alcohol influence shimmered in Min-woo’s eyes.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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