“Thank you for making time for us today. Thanks to you, our family also had a delicious meal.”
“Oh, no! We’re the ones grateful. Having dinner with such an extraordinary person like this.”
“Dad…”
Hye-yoon awkwardly called him Dad. When she shook her head slightly, her dad also nodded. There seemed to be some kind of agreement between them. Jiho could easily depict the situation with a light gesture.
“Hye-yoon, I’ve always been curious whenever I see you. How did you grow up so beautifully? But seeing your parents, I think I know. You resemble your parents.”
It was the words she wanted to say all day, and there was no hesitation in the conversation. As Jiho continued to speak while looking deep into her eyes, Hye-yoon’s mom blushed little by little.
“Oh, that’s too much.”
“Please speak comfortably.”
“…I’ll do it next time. Today, it seems difficult because I’m nervous.”
Jiho nodded with a smile.
The low laughter, the picturesque appearance. The mind captivated by an unfamiliar beauty crumbled even the last resolution. Like a captured moment, identical amber-colored eyes looked at each other.
“When did you grow up like this? You’ll introduce your boyfriend when you’re all grown up, and marriage will be soon, right?”
“Dad…”
She pleaded once again. This time, even a small “please” was added. This time, Mom was clearly on Hye-yoon’s side. The hand poking her husband’s thigh conveyed the same sentiment.
Hye-yoon stared at her dad. She wanted to bring her dad who was far ahead quickly. However, clearer than the quiet gaze was a distinct voice. That voice quickly caught her dad, even a few steps ahead.
Jiho gently drew everyone’s attention.
“Yes, I want to do it quickly.”
In the eyes of everyone in the room, there was a smile of a noble man. And in the eyes of that man, there was only one woman with her mouth wide open.
“Oh, look at this flower.”
The cozy and warm spring night atmosphere was in the air. In the second car of Jiho’s family that came out later, there was also a rich spring basket. Like someone seeing flowers for the first time, Jiho’s face turned toward her with a greatly surprised expression.
“Hye-yoon prepared it.”
Rather than the expected reaction, Hye-yoon felt embarrassed by the much larger response. Unlike her parents who left earlier, the eyes looking at the flower basket were boiling with emotion. She couldn’t say, “It’s just flowers and a letter,” because Jiho’s mom was holding her hand.
“I’m so happy to meet you today, Hye-yoon. Let’s meet again next time.”
“Yes, next time, I want to see Sae-byeol. And…”
Seeming to want to share parting feelings, Jiho discreetly left his seat. Even while exchanging a few greetings with the stepfather who got in the car first, the two women didn’t let go of each other’s hands. On the other side, there seemed to be a longer conversation.
The departing view of the car, carrying even small regrets like a gift. The two people left behind, taking a long breath as if making a promise where both families departed. Smoothly. When Jiho’s car appeared, the two faced each other.
It was enjoyable today, truly happy. In the moment of wondering who would express the gratitude they both felt, Hye-yoon was faster, smiling and speaking.
“Now, shall we go eat dinner?”
In response to that cheerful suggestion, everyone responded with a cheerful agreement. Because deep feelings were savored throughout dinner, now it was time to freshen up a bit. Let’s postpone the stories that haven’t been tied up a little longer.
Until the car left the hotel, the emotions remained constant.
“Hye-yoon, it seems like you’ve been eating more, too?”
“Hehe. Is it that obvious? It’s a bit regrettable. I want to eat more and get full.”
Jiho extended his right hand toward the sweet voice. In response, a small hand naturally descended to its proper place. The sparkling sensation enveloping Hye-yoon’s fourth finger remained unchanged today.
Beautiful hand, beautiful ring, but eating well is the most beautiful. Just as Jiho was about to express his inner thoughts, Hye-yoon quickly turned the tables. Her emotional changes were also very rapid. In the place where playfulness disappeared, a thorny emotion made a sharp sound.
“Oh! Did you notice that I gained weight?”
“You gained weight?”
“…I won’t answer.”
Then, she sulked quickly. It seemed she had already answered with her face. Weight gain? What increased seemed to be cuteness. Jiho’s eyes, which were smiling, glanced at the clock. 9:30. It seemed okay to create this atmosphere in this amount of time.
“Yeah. Let’s check when we get home. What you see is more accurate than anything.”
“Ugh…”
“What should we eat?”
“…Suddenly, I lost my appetite.”
Jiho’s chest fluttered with a small laugh.
Ding [Dash]
At that moment, a new message popped up on Hye-yoon’s phone. It was from her mom. Instead of the gentle voice she heard throughout the meal, it seemed like she could hear the ordinary voice she usually heard.
[Hye-yoon! Mom scolded Dad! Dad said he’s sorry. He couldn’t keep a single promise he made 100 times. (9:31 PM)]Even with just a short sentence, the image of her dad driving with a hunched back was depicted. Then, questions arose soon after. He couldn’t keep a single promise. She thought he had kept at least one.
Hye-yoon pondered the promises from a few hours ago.
“Yeah. Don’t act surprised! Don’t stare for a long time!”
“And then?”
“Don’t go ahead! Just have a meal today!”
“That’s right!”
She was amazed when entering, and she led for quite a while at the end. Jiho, who hesitated for a moment, opened his lips as if whispering along with the gaze toward him.
“Jiho, did our dad… keep glancing at you today?”
“Yeah?”
“Did he… kind of seem uneasy?”
To that question, Jiho, for the first time, glanced at Hye-yoon. Her hesitating face was lovely. She knew well what kind of answer would soothe that heart.
“Well…”
Because it was really lovely, she decided to nurture it a bit more. Instead of a well-intentioned lie, she decided to tell the truth. Thinking of another pair of moist eyes, Jiho let out a light laughter.
“Hehe. He just kept looking at me for a few hours.”
“Aww…”
Hye-yoon sighed out a warm breath and lowered her head. In her trembling eyes, a newly arrived message was read.
“Still, Mom endured and only looked about ten times! Pretty good, right? (9:35 PM)”
“…I’m in trouble.”
“Hehe. It’s a bit different when you see it.”
Jiho burst into happiness, looking at the lips that popped out like a duck.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
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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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