To You Who Found Me (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 4
Whoosh— whoosh—
Hye Yoon pursed her lips into a small circle against the mouth of an empty bottle and blew a soft breath through it. She had claimed she drank well, never got drunk, and knew exactly when to stop—but this level of outright lying was so thorough, Ji Ho was left speechless.
“No, no. That’s a misunderstanding.”
“…Hm?”
Suddenly, she stopped blowing and blurted out something utterly out of the blue. Her slowly blinking eyes still sparkled with curiosity.
“You just thought that girl couldn’t handle her alcohol, didn’t you? I guessed right?”
“Heh heh. How’d you know?”
“Actually… when I look into someone’s eyes like this—just like this—I can pretty much tell what they’re really thinking.”
Abruptly, Hye Yoon propped both elbows on the table and cupped her small chin and soft cheeks in her palms. Then, matching Ji Ho’s pose—his chin resting on one hand—she stared straight into his eyes from the exact same height.
Though their postures looked similar, the gap between their vibes was far greater than just one hand resting or not.
Ji Ho gazed at Hye Yoon with a romantic glint in the corners of his long eyes. Playfulness shimmered in her unusually dewy eyes. They were beautiful. Even more so was her boldness—meeting his gaze with childlike sincerity and not looking away even once.
So he pulled his chair a little closer, partly to indulge her cute little claim.
“Oh, really?”
Thanks to the chair being pulled in so close, their eyes were now just a few inches apart. Hye Yoon flinched in surprise but, perhaps due to the alcohol, her body didn’t react quickly enough.
No—truthfully, she didn’t even want to pull away. She felt this might be the last time she’d ever sit face-to-face with a man this picture-perfect.
Even if Ji Ho ended up appearing in her drama, what reason would there be for them to meet again?
“Then tell me again—what do you think I’m thinking right now?”
The man I’ve longed to see is focusing entirely on me, as if we’re the only two people in the universe. I’d been trying my best to stay composed despite the alcohol, but now, with that look in his eyes, everything’s getting hazy.
“Since the very first time I saw you… you thought I was cute, didn’t you?”
Having finally asked the question that had long haunted her, Hye Yoon was gradually losing her grip on reality. Yet he had the courtesy to answer as clearly as possible, knowing she’d want to remember this later.
“Yes.”
And he didn’t forget to reassure the fully sober version of her who’d wake up the next day.
“Be sure to remember my answer tomorrow. Don’t go doubting yourself, thinking you must’ve heard wrong.”
“…”
“You’re plenty cute without having to do things like that.”
His voice at night was deeper, resonating more richly. Perhaps it was the alcohol—but for some reason, her heart fluttered.
“Go on, do that thing you did earlier. Answer me.”
“…Yes.”
“Good girl.”
Her throat tightened unexpectedly, and Hye Yoon barely managed to reply. Her own reflection shimmered clearly in the gentle curve of Ji Ho’s eyes, like a mirror. The night breeze swept coolly through her hair, and her body swayed lazily—her heart swaying along. Swaying. Swaying. Swaying.
‘Right, I absolutely mustn’t forget this one scene…’
Clunk—
As if to confirm her complete loss of reason, the bag beside her tumbled to the floor. With a dull thud, the books, notebooks, and pouch inside spilled out in a messy heap.
“Stay seated.”
“Aww, don’t treat me like I’m drunk— Whoa!”
Crash! Clatter!
Hye Yoon stubbornly tried to stand but instantly wobbled and fell over. She’d bumped hard into the table, sending glasses, bottles, and plates tumbling to the floor.
At least none of the bottles had shattered, and the portable burner had been put away long ago—that was a small mercy.
Dozens of eyes turned toward the commotion, but Ji Ho saw nothing but her.
“Are you okay?!”
“Hmm, I’m fine.”
Though the person involved seemed perfectly calm, Ji Ho darted to her side as if propelled by a spring. Even though he’d moved as fast as humanly possible, he inwardly scolded himself for not stopping her sooner. Still, he didn’t make a scene—he didn’t want to startle her further.
Pat pat. Pat pat. As he gently clapped her small palms to soothe them, faint redness was visible even on her arms. For the first time that day, Hye Yoon saw Ji Ho’s brows furrowed—he seemed to be holding back frustration.
“Oh dear! Honey, are you alright? Both of you, quickly sit back down—I’ll clean this up right away.”
The elderly owner hurriedly gathered the scattered plates and, diverting the lingering attention of nearby patrons, quickly moved away. Only then did the curious stares gradually fade.
Ji Ho helped Hye Yoon back into her chair, then knelt on one knee beside her and gently brushed off the dust from her jeans. They were slightly torn, and a red stain had seeped through the fabric—her knee must’ve been hurt too. His jaw clenched tightly.
Why hadn’t he grabbed her sooner?
“…Don’t be mad.”
And the woman who claimed she could read minds turned out to know exactly how to comfort hearts.
“I’m not mad.”
“Aww, you’re lying… You know I can’t be fooled, right? Heh heh.”
He let out a sigh—yet couldn’t help but smile at her playful, affectionate teasing.
“I’ll run to the pharmacy—can you wait here a moment?”
“No. I’ll just sit a bit longer before getting up. I’ve got plenty of medicine at home.”
Looking up from the floor, Hye Yoon’s eyes shone brightly. Ji Ho gathered her scattered belongings—pouch, notebook, pens, and a picture book.
A children’s book, illustrated with cacti and baby animals.
“You read picture books?”
“Oh—that one’s not something I read… It’s something I wrote.”
“You wrote it?”
His voice and gaze were brimming with gentle warmth as he asked. Hye Yoon found herself momentarily lost in his eyes. And the moment she was sure those deep eyes were trying to understand her heart, she found the courage to speak once more.
“Yes… I wrote it.”
Worried she might fall again, Ji Ho settled right into the seat beside her. Unlike his own spot against the shop’s outer wall, Hye Yoon’s side offered a wide, open view. He set her bag down gently and picked up the picture book.
He gazed softly at the colorful cover that read , then carefully flipped through the pages with his long fingers.
The large, simple text was warm and kind. He looked from the baby lark drawn inside to the woman beside him, then turned another page to the baby rabbit—and back to the woman now looking up at him.
Everything in sight was utterly adorable.
“…What do you think?”
“It’s good.”
“Be totally honest—I won’t get hurt.”
“How strange. Weren’t you the one who said I can’t fool you?”
“Oh, right. True.”
Hye Yoon laughed so brightly at Ji Ho’s reply that he almost felt guilty for giving such a brief compliment.
“Ah… so this is how it feels.”
She let out a long, warm breath and folded her small hands over her chest.
“How what feels?”
“How it feels to say, ‘This is a book I wrote.’”
“Oh… Does no one know?”
“Not no one. Just my family, and two close friends who are like family.”
No matter how hard she pressed her hands to her chest, her racing heart wouldn’t settle. It had been the worst mistake to blurt out while drunk—but she was in no state to grasp the situation clearly.
Hye Yoon looked at Ji Ho seated beside her. Spread across his relaxed, long legs was her eleventh picture book—the one about to be published.
Whenever she spoke, his lowered eyes focused gently on her; whenever she paused, his attention returned warmly to the book.
Though he seemed to have drunk far more than her, Ji Ho showed no signs of being unsteady. Only her body felt loose and wobbly.
“But now you know too.”
“Yeah… but you’ll keep it a secret, right, Ji Ho?”
“…Indeed.”
“Woww! You’re gonna go around telling everyone?!”
“I won’t spread it—so hurry up and stand. I won’t pick you up again if you fall.”
Ji Ho wrapped his long arm around Hye Yoon’s shoulders. Then his large palm slid gently up her delicate neck and softly pressed her small head against him. Only when a deep warmth had spread to her shoulder did he finally let go—his fingertips tingling with quiet longing.
“Ji Ho… if you’ve got something… some story you’ve never told anyone else…”
Though she clearly didn’t understand his heart, this woman was now slowly fading out of today.
“Alright. Tell me your address—I’ll take you home.”
“Nooo… You don’t get it, Ji Ho. I know now too… It’s way, way better than I thought… letting out the words I’ve kept locked inside… feels like…”
“So we’re exchanging secrets now? One for one? You can’t expect me to be the only one sharing.”
“Heh heh. Exactly… or I won’t tell you my address…”
Leaning against his shoulder, Hye Yoon murmured slowly with her eyes closed. So Ji Ho watched her quietly for a long while. Her eyebrows kept twitching—tightly furrowed, then softly relaxing—as she fought off sleep.
“What if I just leave you here?”
“You’re not that kind of person…”
Instinctively, his left hand nearly reached for her pink cheeks but stopped just in time. He stared a bit longer at her lips—now even redder—then quickly turned his head away.
He couldn’t look anymore.
“Hurry… hurry up.”
The night view, wrapped in the cool night air, was far more beautiful than what she saw from home. The woman beside him, whining like a child, stirred something tender in his heart—enough to coax out stories long buried.
“…I lived with my father until I was twelve. Just the two of us.”
“Oh…”
“He was a fisherman, so whenever he went out, he’d be gone for days. But on the days he came back, he’d bring home squid covered in cuts, broken clams… sometimes even flower crabs missing legs.”
“Huh?”
“Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?”
Hye Yoon barely managed to open her eyes a sliver. She wanted to lift her head and look at him more closely, but her body simply refused to obey. Faintly, she saw Ji Ho gazing into the distant night view. He seemed to be smiling, yet looked lonely. And even that image was growing hazy now.
“We had no money, no mother. But we were happy—because my father loved me so much… and I loved him too.”
“I… really… want to hear more…”
Eventually, Hye Yoon fell asleep. Sensing her body go limp, Ji Ho immediately wrapped her tightly in his arms. His eyes, gazing down at her sleeping form in his embrace, were warm.
“Don’t worry. The rest of that story… isn’t exactly beautiful enough to make you want to hear more.”
Tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, Ji Ho soothed the sleeping Hye Yoon.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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