Hye Yoon looked again at the message she had sent 30 minutes ago. A morning greeting that had not yet reached him. After finishing a refreshing shower, she slowly headed to the kitchen.
Thud
Upon opening the refrigerator door, small side dish containers of the same shape were neatly stacked like a tower. The big and mature handwriting on each container.
‘Soy braised beef. Spinach. Young radish kimchi. Pickled chilli.’
“Oh…… mom must have made these.”
Even though Ji Ho lived alone, he seemed to eat well so she felt full even without eating. However, knowing the person who had made it with care, she took out a side dish and served a little on a plate.
A bowl of defrosted rice and four kinds of side dishes that she had picked up with two chopsticks. She said ‘I’ll eat well,’ a monologue without a listener, but she did not feel lonely at all.
And the moment she happily put a spoonful of rice and braised beef in her mouth.
“Oh……”
Her mouth opened wide without even chewing twice. The taste was much more stimulating than she had expected. She thought it might be because of the braised beef, so she moved her chopsticks to the spinach, but it was slightly less stimulating, with a very strong salty taste. She barely chewed and swallowed it, then took two sips of water.
“He must have really disliked my lunch box yesterday……”
Hye Yoon recalled Ji Ho’s face she had seen last night. There was absolutely no lie on his happy face, so she believed he must have enjoyed eating it. If he usually ate this kind of food, then her bland rice balls she made would undoubtedly have been tasteless.
Rrrr Rrrr
Right on time, her phone started moving with Ji Ho’s name. He seemed to be so quick in resolving even her small worries. Seeing his name made the salty taste in her mouth disappear.
“……I woke up a little while ago.”
Yeah. Did you sleep well?
The familiar tender voice that echoed in her ears. Actually, they were the memories of today, not yesterday. At the thought, a blush spread over Hye Yoon’s face. Her shy hand idly tapped the rice with her chopsticks.
“Yes…… I slept very comfortably, like in my own home.”
That’s even better. Did you eat?
“I’m about to eat now. But Ji Ho.”
Yes.
“……was the lunch box I packed yesterday really okay?”
As she said this, the chopsticks hit the other side dishes, and the salty taste came back into her mouth.
I’m so sorry if he had to force himself to eat it all. The feeling of waiting for a response was heavy for a moment, but it was truly just a moment. Ji Ho’s laughter, sounding like a snort, came from the other end of the phone.
My home’s seasoning is strong. It’s also strong for me, so don’t worry about that. It was really delicious.
“Wow…… Do you really have a CCTV here?”
Hehe. You react like this even if I get just one thing right.
Maybe it’s because Ji Ho is an actor. When asked a question, he didn’t take it as a sentence, but as if he was painting a picture. He seemed to imagine the situation of the person asking the question.
While she was trying to read others’ thoughts in letters, he always seemed to be looking for a scene, which seemed like a fun difference. Maybe it’s because she is a writer and he is an actor.
I forgot to mention that the side dishes are quite salty.
“So how do you eat these foods, Ji Ho? Just…… by enduring?”
While waiting for his answer, Hye Yoon recalled an afternoon from some time ago. The last scene of that day’s shooting. The pitiful look on Jong Soo that made her forget about going home.
‘……Sister. ……What does it feel like to call someone ‘mom’?’
No, in the end, it was Ji Ho’s pitiful look that she finally discovered. Because of that, she had to swallow the real question she wanted to ask. Something like, ‘Why don’t you tell your mom that it’s salty?’
It’s not about enduring, but just eating a little bit at a time. And you can drink water.
And as soon as she heard his answer, the meaningless chopsticks play abruptly stopped.
“……That’s called enduring.”
Hehe. Is that so? Anyway, I’m planning to eat half of it. Since you’re sending it every two weeks.
As always, his tone was so warm that she felt upset. How could he not have a single small complaint? Moreover, it was just like Ji Ho, which made her heart feel even heavier.
Already in her mind, Ji Ho had settled as such a person. A person who held a vast sea in his heart. A person who embraced everything, endured, and quietly moved forward.
When she bit her lower lip several times last night, blood seeped out.
If it’s too salty, don’t eat it. Eat fruits and toast instead.
“……No, I will eat it deliciously. Did you eat breakfast, Ji Ho?”
Yes. I had a simple sandwich, but for lunch……
With the conversation that continued for about 5 minutes, the two shared a moment of their daily life. Ji Ho found the short call poignant, and Hye Yoon found everything about him poignant at this moment.
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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