While Sunwoo’s fingers were about to reach for the cufflink, they suddenly stopped, heading towards the cufflink.
Today, as Sunwoo was heading to the professor’s office after the morning council meeting, he recalled Heewon’s voice full of concern as she followed him.
“Hey, you. What’s going on? You’ve been spacing out yesterday and today. Continuously.”
“That’s right. Heewon, slap me once to wake me up. Give me a slap to get my senses back.”
“Oh, no. I’m a pacifist.”
“It’s a joke. So, what’s up?”
Although they passed it off as a joke, he had the same thoughts during the council meeting and even while attending patients.
During movement, he attached articles to track the route, and while at home, he observed Eunjae’s daily life, yet his anxiety about Eunjae continued to grow.
As if he might disappear from my side like he was never there. As if he might vanish right in front of my eyes.
With a sudden burst of strength, his cufflink slipped from his hand. The bouncing cufflink fell to the floor and rolled under the bed.
Sunwoo sighed softly, lowering his body and tilting his head under the bed. As he picked up the fallen cufflink, a familiar suitcase caught his eye.
It was the same suitcase he had urged Eunjae to pack when moving from the office to the main house.
“Why is this here…?”
As Sunwoo trailed off, his brows furrowed. An ominous premonition made his back tense, and his fingertips cooled down.
He really packed his things secretly. You are planning to leave me secretly. Just like that, you are going to distance yourself from me as if you were never there.
“Ha.”
An absurd laughter rose involuntarily.
You can really leave me. Is it that easy? Can you abandon the time we spent together so easily?
“It’s ridiculous.”
I know you better than anyone else. You, who always put me first, who always thinks about me. Can that Eunjae really leave me?
Sunwoo, with a smile fading from his face, reached out for the suitcase with a stern expression. He didn’t know what was inside, but the suitcase felt lighter than he expected. With little effort, the suitcase came off easily.
Taking a deep breath, Sunwoo opened the suitcase without hesitation.
A national flag, an album, and a single wedding invitation – that’s all the suitcase contained. Staring at the suitcase, he kept laughing. It was amazing and absurd.
“Is there really nothing worth taking?”
I shouldn’t have torn up the contract. I should have created at least one excuse to keep you by my side. Even if I had to do that, I should have held onto you.
Breathing heavily, Sunwoo’s gaze lingered on top of the album for a long time. It seemed like an album he knew without opening, one he didn’t want to open.
Sunwoo closed the suitcase nervously, pushed it back under the bed, and got up.
“I will never let you go.”
No, I won’t let you go.
The alcohol was strong. Even as the whiskey bottle, which had resonated until the bottom of the throat, gradually revealed the floor, strangely, the mind remained clear.
The sun had set, and the kitchen, with only one light on, was silent and quiet. Even the sound of ice clinking in the glass resonated distinctly.
Sitting alone at the Irish table, Sunwoo tilted a glass, not knowing how many times it had been, already. The flickering vision seemed blurred, like wearing glasses that didn’t match.
Are you trying to get drunk now? It felt like discovering an unknown alcohol tolerance.
At some point, an absurd laughter erupted from his lips. It didn’t seem like laughter. His lips had lost sensation to alcohol a long time ago.
As he tried to down the last glass, there was a click-clack of high heels outside the front door again. Just from the sound of footsteps, it seemed like one could tell who the owner of those shoes was. Another laughter burst out.
Soon, the front door opened with a click. Moonlight streamed in through the front door. A woman, fully illuminated by the moonlight, smiled brightly like the moonlight.
“Oh, you’re early.”
Smiling like that, reassuring me, with that face, and leaving me like that.
“Is it still raining a lot outside?”
“Yes. It’s going to continue until this week. It’s the rainy season.”
Eunjae laughed again.
Why am I not getting drunk? Why do you look so vivid?
“Eunjae.”
Why don’t I resent you for leaving me like this?
“What made you drink so much?”
Sunwoo slowly embraced the approaching Eunjae.
“Okay.”
“Ugh, the smell of alcohol. Can you get up?”
“Sure. I didn’t drink that much.”
Smiling, Sunwoo, who had risen slowly, swayed, and Eunjae quickly supported him when he staggered.
The stairs to the annex felt unusually long today. His regular and rhythmic breath on his neck felt like getting drunk in a daze.
When they finally reached the front of the bedroom, Eunjae opened the bedroom door. After struggling to place Sunwoo on the bed, Eunjae took a long breath.
“I didn’t drink that much…”
As he brushed his disheveled hair, he turned around. Suddenly, his wrist was pulled recklessly. When he came to his senses, he was already on top of him, and their lips met.
When Eunjae turned around with his wrist pulled, Sunwoo chuckled and teased, “Do you know? It’s said that it takes a thousand years to meet as a couple.”
“Why would anyone say that?”
“I say so.”
With both cheeks blushing, Eunjae smirked.
“We met so hard, but we won’t have even a hundred years to be together.”
“…”
“So, every minute and every second is precious to me. Even this moment with you right now.”
“How can we know if we’ll meet again in a thousand years?”
Smirking, Sunwoo touched Eunjae’s hair in response to his question.
Your hair, your scent, your voice, your touch, the sound of your heartbeat. I’ll remember everything. Even if you leave me, I’ll be able to find you in an instant when you pass by.
“Wherever you are, I will definitely find you.”
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
