After finishing the class and returning home, Eunjae briefly tidied up the living room and then stood still in front of a frame placed on the display shelf.
It was a picture frame containing the image of a young Sunwoo.
Holding the frame in her hands, Eunjae wiped the face of the young Sunwoo inside the frame and stood there for a while.
Back then, this expressionless face looked purely cute, but why does it seem so sad today?
“Don’t touch me…”
Even though she knew it was something he said in a dream, she couldn’t help but feel uneasy. Her hand, reaching out to him as he struggled to speak, froze. In that moment, she felt utterly useless, unable to do anything for him.
Similar incidents had occurred in the past, even in the officetel. The day she unconsciously entered his room at the sound of his agonizing groans in the early dawn, the Sunwoo she saw then and the Sunwoo of last night had the same expression.
Was he having a bad dream? How bad could it be to make him suffer like this? How long had he been having such dreams?
“Suddenly, what if I can’t touch him anymore?”
There were moments when she was the only one he could touch.
Back then, it felt good, but looking at it from another perspective, it also meant that no one else could touch him except for her. She felt like she had become stubbornly insistent on such thoughts.
Eunjae looked down at her own hands.
Why am I different?
Why do I feel differently?
I should know the reason to stay the same, so I can continue to share warmth with him. As she nervously bit her nails, overwhelmed by the approaching anxiety, she heard Eunjung’s voice.
“Are you upstairs, Eunjae?”
Eunjae put down the frame she was holding and hurriedly ran toward the direction of Eunjung’s voice from the stairs. Eunjung was standing on the middle staircase connecting the second and third floors.
Eunjae concealed the face that had been stiff until a moment ago and forced a bright smile.
“It’s been a while, Mother. Why are you there? Please come up.”
“Can I go up?”
“Of course. Please come up comfortably.”
“He said he would block the newlywed room. Sunwoo isn’t here?”
If not, she would have been glaring and giving them a dirty look by now. Smiling as she added a comment, Eunjung slowly climbed the stairs.
“Yes. It’s a day with only an afternoon consultation, so he left early saying he has something to attend to.”
“He’s still doing that, huh?”
“No, Sunwoo’s working hours are quite strict. Didn’t he suddenly come during lunchtime yesterday?”
“I heard it from Seongsan. They say honey drips from Sunwoo’s eyes.”
Eunjung shook the two tea bags she was holding in her hand in front of Eunjae.
“Do you want to try this? It’s the herbal tea you bought, but it was so delicious that I saved it.”
“Oh, I really like S Coffee herbal tea too.”
“Anyway, our tastes are similar.”
With a satisfied smile, Eunjung held Eunjae’s hand.
“Let’s go downstairs.”
Descending to the first-floor kitchen, Eunjung placed a beautiful teacup on the dining table.
Let’s put in the tea bag and wait a bit. As the tea bag melted along with the subtle herbal tea aroma, two white flowers resembling snowflakes bloomed generously, moistening the spot where the tea bag had dissolved in the teacup.
“Wow, the tea bag just melts?”
“S Coffee’s CEO is sincere about environmental protection. This herbal tea is called ‘Bride of Winter.’ Isn’t it beautiful? It’s chamomile tea.”
“Yes. It’s really beautiful. Just like snowflakes, as the name suggests.”
Eunjae was looking into the chamomile in the teacup as if fascinated. Observing Eunjae in that state, Eunjung sipped the herbal tea.
“The language of this flower is resilience in adversity. Just like you, Eunjae. Beautiful on the outside and very strong-hearted.”
Who would have known? Bright as you are now, you must have lived a difficult life, taking care of an ailing mother without a father.
Every time Eunjung looked at Eunjae, the complexion of Miran she had seen back then came to mind, making her feel uneasy.
“Thank you for your kind words.”
“How about learning to cook? Is it fun? I heard you’re very good at it.”
“It’s fun, but it’s surprisingly challenging.”
Eunjung, who was smiling gently, swallowed a sip of herbal tea.
“Are you going to the cooking academy today as well?”
“I went in the morning.”
“It must be boring. Then, Eunjae, do you have nothing to do right now?”
“No.”
“That’s good. Will you play with Siumma?”
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Eunjung’s face was full of contemplation as she looked at two sets of clothes laid out in front of her.
“This one is pretty, and this one is pretty too.”
“Uh, Mother. I think this is enough…”
Eunjae pointed to the shopping bags already piled up on one side with an awkward expression.
“When adults offer to buy, you should accept quickly.”
“Please give me this one and this one too.”
As Eunjung’s hands moved decisively, the hands of the staff also became busy.
This scene seems familiar from somewhere.
Looking at Eunjung, Eunjae chuckled. Genes are truly amazing.
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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