If only he liked me for who I am, without knowing any of that.
“Mom, then… If that person also likes me, can I not meet Dr. Shim’s son?”
That’s unlikely.
“Narim, Dr. Shim doesn’t even hold ancestral rites at home. Dr. Shim is a third-generation reader, and there aren’t many family events. Besides, that son of his is like a sculpture.”
“You’re telling me to do household chores. I’m fed up with living so dull.”
Narim lay back on the sofa.
“Mom is always anxious. Mom hates it when you work three shifts. Just thinking about you studying nursing and being taken to the emergency room… ”
“They take good care of me at the hospital. And Yeonrim Hospital, where Narim works, doesn’t have such a tight schedule. You know that too, Mom.”
At that moment, when I opened my eyes after receiving a heart transplant in just five days, I saw the gaze I had faced ten years ago.
And the one who instantly made Mom give up her dream became weak-hearted again.
“Don’t worry, I won’t make you anxious… And about Dr. Shim’s son, we’ve decided to meet tomorrow.”
Originally, I planned to quietly make and eat tteokbokki in the detached house.
At first, it was gochujang, then soy sauce, and finally gochugaru that went missing. In the end, I brought all the ingredients back home.
Without gochujang, soy sauce, and gochugaru, tteokbokki is incomplete. Maybe I had planned this from the beginning.
“Jieunjae, did you do that on purpose?”
“No?”
Watching Eunjae mix the seasoning into tteokbokki and stir it absentmindedly, Sunwoo, who burst into laughter, sat down heavily on the chair.
“Well, that’s right. I can’t help it if you’re here.”
“It would be nice to share it with the kitchen aunties.”
“The kitchen aunties can enjoy better things.”
“Oh, why are people so mean? It’s much more delicious when you eat together, two is better than one, three is better than two, four is better than three. It tastes better when you gather like that.”
“If it becomes more delicious by eating together, then everything becomes more delicious?”
While the two were chattering like that, Seokhee’s pleased gaze had been on the kitchen for a long time.
Outside, it was raining, and the soothing sound of raindrops, perfect for listening, flowed through the slightly open window.
Lying side by side on the bed, he read a paper, and I read a new book about a food stylist. If our eyes met, a fire ignited quickly.
Lips that had been stuck together all day, every touch made my heart beat and tingle. As a result, the already dim outside quickly became dark.
When night fell, my concentration wavered. Eunjae wiped her tired eyes and closed the book quietly. She quietly closed her eyes and plugged in the earphones.
Eunjae looked up at the ceiling. After listening to the song for a while, Eunjae suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him. Seeing him reading the paper while lying on the pillow, Eunjae gazed at him silently.
The gaze focused on the paper, and the lips were beautiful.
Yoon Sunwoo, who would fulfill any request of mine.
Yoon Sunwoo, who says anything is fine as long as it’s me.
“What are you listening to?”
When the prelude of Eunjae’s favorite song among the songs she’s been listening to these days started playing, she handed the earphones to Sunwoo and said, “Do you want to listen?”
Sunwoo also closed the paper. When he tapped on Eunjae’s extended forearm, she lay down beside him. Eunjae plugged the earphones into his ears.
A warm melody flowed. A song that, to anyone who hears it, seems like a love song. Lyrics that, although would make goosebumps rise and fall, made all the songs and lyrics that flowed seem like our story.
A mellow song played as background music, and the silent gaze exchanged between them was tender.
“Aren’t you tired?”
“There’s something like that, my body is tired, but I’m not sleepy.”
Sunwoo, who chuckled, tidied Eunjae’s hair and asked, “Shall we go downstairs and have a glass of wine?”
“Sure.”
While Eunjae waited in the detached house, Sunwoo brought white wine and snacks from the main house.
The snack was Emmental cheese. The cheese, with holes pierced through, had a subtle floral fragrance and tasted as rich as butter.
It was fine until a sip or two, but from the third sip, it seemed a bit hazy.
“Actually, there was a reason I wanted to stay in the officetel.”
“What is it?”
“I wanted to bring my mother-in-law to the officetel.”
Eunjae’s hand, which was about to bring the wine glass to her lips, stopped at Sunwoo’s unexpected words.
“I thought it might be more comfortable for you too.”
“…Still, how can you say that?”
As if Sunwoo had already anticipated Eunjae’s reaction, he chuckled and took a sip of wine.
“I thought about various excuses, but in the end, I lost.”
I don’t know if there will ever be a day when I can beat you for a lifetime.
“No. I’ll take care of my mother’s house.”
“My mother-in-law.”
“Our mom?”
“Yeah, my mother-in-law. Even if she’s my mother-in-law, can’t I do that much? Would I have just passed it by if I were in your situation? Would I be that mean?”
Eunjae couldn’t say anything in response to Sunwoo’s unexpectedly firm attitude.
“Ah, I don’t like it.”
I subtly hinted to my mom about what happened with Sunwoo last night. I didn’t like it because it felt like I was constantly indebted to him.
When my mom heard that story, she immediately became upset. It was expected. After all, it’s her daughter, who else could she blame?
“Why, it’s nice to be together. Don’t you like it, Mom?”
“It’s more comfortable alone. No, both Yun Seobang and I would be uncomfortable. Think about it.”
It’s only comfortable for you to be alone. Mom seemed to be tired of hearing more and turned up the TV volume as if to say she didn’t want to hear more. Eunjae leaned close to Miran and made a fist.
“I have thought about it, but they say the first year after surgery is crucial. I feel more relieved if I’m with Mom during that time.”
“You’re not a baby, your mom. If you’re sick, just go to the hospital. Anyway, Mom will act like she didn’t hear anything. It’s uncomfortable just to think about it.”
“Don’t just reject it, think a little more considering the sincerity of the person who asked.”
Amidst the growing volume of the TV, Eunjae pondered over my words that were drowned out and suddenly remembered one fact.
By the way, how did I come up from the detached house?
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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