Driving home, Naeun chewed on her gums vigorously. Unaware that she was doing so, by the time she almost arrived home, she could even taste the blood due to continuous chewing.
If you’re going to help Woojin as a manager, don’t you need to know about visually impaired people? Sooyoung, do you know Braille? Do you know how to guide visually impaired individuals, or how to train them to navigate using a cane?
To Naeun’s question, Sooyoung couldn’t provide any answers. Instead, she was looking at Naeun with a surprised expression, as if asking how she knew all that.
Despite the need for a triumphant expression, Naeun was annoyed by Sooyoung’s indifferent look.
If you don’t even know these basic things, how can you be Woojin’s manager?
Even with Naeun’s reproachful tone, Sooyoung showed no change in her expression. Did she not have any thoughts?
I heard that Woojin started going out because of you, Sooyoung. But isn’t it a bit dangerous for a non-professional like you to take a visually impaired person who stayed at home for ten years outside? Can you handle unexpected situations, Sooyoung?
However, this time, Sooyoung had a puzzled expression, indicating that she didn’t understand English.
Thinking that she might understand my words, Naeun’s words became more and more aggressive.
I’m ready to dedicate my life for Woojin. Are you, Sooyoung? Honestly, aren’t you?
Finally, Sooyoung’s eyes showed confusion.
Did she just now realize the meaning that she wasn’t qualified to be by Woojin’s side?
Contrary to her thoughts, however, something unexpected came out of Sooyoung.
By any chance… Have you told Seol Woojin this…?
What?
No, that… talking about dedicating your life, have you told Seol Woojin about it?
It was something she said every day when Woojin was holed up in his room.
I can help you. I’m here beside you to help you. I’ll help you for a lifetime.
She wanted Woojin to understand this sentiment.
If you haven’t, it might be better not to.
Naeun’s cautious tone distorted her expression.
What are you saying?
I used to teach middle and high school students. But there was a kid who, when someone said, “I’ve dedicated my life for you, I hope you live your life well,” hated it the most. He wished his mom would stop caring about him and live her own life.
Not knowing how to react to Sooyoung’s words, Naeun quickly brought the mug with Americano to her mouth to hide the twitching.
In my opinion, Seol Woojin’s level is just like a middle schooler. It seems burdensome for your friend’s sacrifice to be imposed on Seol Woojin. Besides, even if people say they live for you, isn’t it ultimately for their own satisfaction? Volunteer work should be something one enjoys; if you don’t like it, no matter how good it is, you can’t force yourself to do it.
Naeun intended to meet Woojin, but she couldn’t even enter his house, hearing Sooyoung’s futile words.
Even now, sitting in the car after arriving home, Naeun felt as if she could hear Sooyoung’s voice.
Something strange seemed to have come from somewhere and was shaking Woojin’s heart. However, despite her thoughts, her words seemed uncomfortably accurate.
Sooyoung diligently dried her hair and jumped onto the bed.
Turning on the bedside lamp, she finished the next part of the book she had read last time and then called Woojin.
It seemed like there was no signal, but Woojin answered the call.
You’re 10 minutes late.
“I was drying my hair. It seems like the hairdryer is broken. It doesn’t blow out hot air well.”
Don’t make excuses.
“It’s not an excuse; it’s true. When did I start using this hairdryer? I bought it in college… Oh! I used it for a whopping 5 years. I bought it really cheap, and it still works. Thank you, hairdryer~.”
Did you just greet the hairdryer now? Does it understand you?
“It’s personification, personification. You’re a writer and don’t know personification?”
Sigh.
A tired sigh could be heard from the other side of the phone.
“Sorry.”
For what?
“For not believing Seol Woojin’s words. Really, he’s Seol Yong the writer? But, by any chance… Is it split personality? Or multiple personalities?”
What are you saying?
“No, as I said before, it doesn’t make sense that Seol Woojin wrote such a pure love story. Does Seol Woojin’s personality change when writing? What comes and goes?”
… Just… Read the book. Don’t talk.
It sounded like a sigh of frustration.
“I’m sorry. I almost didn’t believe it. I’ll believe even if Seol Woojin says he grinds soybeans with red beans. Promise.”
What did you talk about with him?
Naturally, Naeun thought she would come to her house, so it was strange that she didn’t. Did she come to meet Sooyoung? Why?
“Just about Seol Woojin’s high school days… and how much that person likes Seol Woojin… What else did we talk about?”
When Sooyoung spoke, Woojin asked in a slightly subdued voice.
You didn’t get hurt, did you?
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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