Hajun, who rushed in, patted Ji An’s trembling shoulders. Ji An, who had been burying her head in her knees for a while, raised her tear-streaked face and looked for Professor Lee Myeongseop.
“Can memories retrieved through hypnosis be fake?”
“Recent memories may be, but memories accumulated since childhood are likely to be true.”
“But…”
“You can’t find all memories in one go anyway. I’ll schedule another session if you want.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Ji An, who answered in a small voice, descended from the recliner awkwardly, twisting a bit. Hajun quickly supported her.
“Ji An, are you okay?”
“I’m fine.”
“Why are you crying if you’re fine?”
Hajun held Ji An’s arm and, exiting the hospital, Ji An raised her hand to touch her cheek.
It’s not particularly sad.
Tears flowed down my cheeks involuntarily.
Am I really Han Seo Yoon?
Confusion deepened during the hypnosis therapy, undertaken to find the essence of my memories and to find comfort. Familiar voices infiltrated my tangled mind like a chaotic thread.
“How should I send you away?”
Initially, I thought it was a false memory created unconsciously, influenced by Kang Hyun’s emotions. Next, I considered it as an absurd imagination, envy for the unique existence of a twin lived, but even after having him, the voice searching for Han Seo Yoon did not disappear.
“Seo Yoon!”
At that time, I dismissed it nonchalantly, but his attitude, completely changed from some point, flashed through my mind. Taekang Hyun, who risked his life for his lover’s twin, and in confusing situations, called himself Han Seo Yoon. Even the dark face questioning why I had to go for hypnosis therapy.
Ultimately, Taekang Hyun proved the existence of Han Seo Yoon.
“Hajoon, let’s go to Mom’s store.”
After realizing that the lost memories belonged to Han Seo Yoon, the term “mom” stuck in my mouth, sounding strange to myself. Feeling unfamiliar, I shivered on my back where warm clothes were layered.
Arriving at the side dish store where Jeong Hye worked, Ji An sent off the worried Hajoon and pushed open the sturdy door.
“Welcome, Ji An!”
Hearing the doorbell, Jeong Hye, who had come without notice, welcomed Ji An with a tired face.
“Mom.”
“Why does your face look like that? What happened? Are you hurt?”
Jeong Hye, with a pale face, led the shivering Ji An to a chair and poured lukewarm water on the table.
“Mom.”
“Yeah, I’m here, Mom. What’s going on? Did you fight with Chairman Jwon?”
“No, well…”
Glancing at Jeong Hye’s expression, Ji An took a sip of water. She had come to find Jeong Hye without any plan, wanting to confirm about her childhood and the orphanage seen during hypnosis therapy, but she couldn’t speak easily. Her figure, who was anxious that the relationship might be strained if she found her memories, flickered.
“What do you want to say that you’re dragging time like this?”
Holding the glass with a kind smile, Ji An made up her mind, took a deep breath.
It was a mountain she had to cross anyway.
“Mom, I know. I’m adopted.”
Hearing unexpected words, Jeong Hye, who had been shivering, slumped into the chair.
“How, how… why… Ji An, Mom will explain. So, why did you lie…”
As pale as Ji An, Jeong Hye stuttered.
“I didn’t lie on purpose. I just liked it now, I liked it, so I said that.”
“Really, Mom. I’m not blaming you.”
Ji An took Jeong Hye’s trembling hand and looked into her eyes.
“When you were about 6 years old, our family circumstances became very difficult, so we entrusted you to Grandma’s care. Even after Grandma passed away, you didn’t come back. It seemed like you had already detached your affection for us. Still, until high school, you showed your face to us, but…”
Jeong Hye, confessing the sin that had been kept buried while her chest tightened, finally burst into tears.
Ji An, who sighed softly, pulled out a tissue and handed it over.
“It was awkward, but we still occasionally talked on the phone. But after finding out about the adoption, she didn’t even mix her words. She said not to come unless you were her real parents. If she was going to let her live like this, why did she bring her in the first place?”
“…”
“I was scared. For the past four years, Mom and Dad have been happier than ever, but I was afraid that if the memories came back, we would go back to how it was before. So, I hid it.”
“Don’t cry; it won’t happen.”
Ji An tried to hold back her own tears, reassuring the startled Jeong Hye.
“I came after receiving hypnotherapy. I wanted to find my memories. The sporadic memories that are coming back were confusing, and I felt like I needed to know now.”
“I’m sorry, Mom. It must be harder for you…”
Jeong Hye, who had found some stability, held Ji An’s hand.
She didn’t want to show weakness to her daughter anymore.
“So, there’s something I want to ask.”
“Yeah.”
“Do you happen to know how old I was when you brought me in?”
Ji An’s fingertips trembled as she cautiously brought up the question.
She wanted to know the early years that could distinguish Han Seo Yoon from Seo Ji An but also didn’t want to know.
Because she was afraid that the words she wanted wouldn’t come out of Jeong Hye’s mouth.
If that happened, it felt like nothing could be undone.
A profound cognitive dissonance unsettled her stomach.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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