Donning a robe and quickly shaking off the water, Kang Hyun sat on the bed and cradled her forehead, which was still radiating heat.
She was always worrisome because she was frequently sick. Even if he got her checked every six months since before she became an adult, he was never reassured.
“You shouldn’t be sick.”
For a while, Kang Hyun stayed there, bringing a wet towel from the bathroom to wipe Seo Yoon’s face and limbs.
As dawn began to break, Kang Hyun, who gently pressed his lips against her parched ones, got up and staggered.
The fatigue of not sleeping properly for two days hit his body all at once.
With a great effort, he suppressed the desire to lie down next to Seo Yoon and sleep, and left the house to catch the first flight.
He didn’t even show a hint of his real feelings.
He thought it would be okay even if he didn’t express it in words.
Because we were always in the same place.
His condition had definitely hit rock bottom.
In the early chill of the season, the bus was filled with cold air, causing her body to shudder lightly. Yet rather than her fever subsiding, it pressed heavily upon her forehead, seemingly increasing.
Her recurring colds had become almost tiresome.
“Where does it hurt?”
“Well, it’s like a quarterly event. Every time the season changes, I get this fever. Sometimes it gets pretty severe, but today it’s relatively okay.”
“We do have a lot in common.”
Hearing a voice merrily humming, Kang Hyun sipped the cold water in his mouth with a bitter expression.
Whenever she let her guard down, women who resembled Seo Yoon to the point of calling her name clung onto him, increasingly reminding him of Seo Yoon.
“Do you want to leave work early if you’re uncomfortable?”
Jian, who had been scrutinizing his narrowed brows and thick eyebrows, firmly pressed down on the nose part of the white mask he had purchased at a convenience store on his way here.
For some reason he couldn’t pinpoint, his surroundings, weighed down by his sullen mood, were as gloomy as the dark clouds that obscured the sky.
Depression and despair are contagious, after all.
How long could she stay in this environment?
Such an abrupt worry bit at her tail and led her to even consider the possibility of becoming like Executive Director Kang Hyun.
“When can we get a genetic test?”
“I’m considering it.”
“I see.”
As if preparing to go out, Kang Hyun was busy, following him, Jian’s head began to droop.
“Where are you going?”
His preparation to go outside was intriguing, drawing her gaze.
“I’m going to see Seo Yoon.”
A hint of vitality returned to his indifferent face. The irony of not living like a person and moving like one being for the same reason was somehow ironic.
“Can I go with you?”
“Yes, Seo Yoon would also like that.”
Jian did not bother to deny Kang Hyun’s words about them being twins and gazed at his retreating figure.
Sitting on the sofa waiting for Kang Hyun, Jian picked up the whining mobile phone.
—Daughter, is it okay to talk?
“Yes, it’s fine.”
—You know you have counseling booked for next week, right? Mom forgot to mention it this morning.
“Right, I know.”
—Your father has work at the site that day, so he can’t come with you. I’ve let Ha Jun know, so you two go.
She had been receiving regular counseling since the accident.
Though it was under the pretense of treating the psychological anxiety caused by memory loss, it was actually the earnest hope of her worried parents that the dark past would not hurt their daughter’s psyche.
“I can go alone, why bring a busy public servant.”
—Ha Jun is off that day. After the hospital, eat something delicious and come back.
“I got it.”
—How’s your body, if you’re tired leave early.
“I’m perfectly fine.”
—That’s our daughter. Mom is always thankful.
“I’m more thankful. Mom, take breaks while working, love you.”
Jian, who had laughed softly and lowered her arms after hearing Junghye’s angry retort, looked at Kang Hyun, who stood as tall as a high oak, and flailed in surprise.
Is this a real ghost, what!
Mother. Kang Hyun, who had quietly watched Jian spit out an unfamiliar title with Seo Yoon’s face, picked up the dropped mobile phone and handed it over.
“You get along with your parents well.”
“Yes, we do.”
Jian nodded slightly. She seemed overly careless in front of him, who had lost both his lover and his father at the same time, and inadvertently felt awkward.
Coming down to the parking lot and getting in the passenger seat, Jian felt embarrassed again in a situation where the positions of her superior and subordinate were reversed.
“Should I learn to drive?”
“Not necessarily. People who know how to do it should do it.”
“This is like a dream job.”
It was a really good company that couldn’t be found anywhere else, except for the fact that she had a boss who couldn’t get out of a dead lover.
“Dream job.”
The tendons on his hand, which had been naturally turning the steering wheel, tightened.
Kang Hyun muttered the short word “dream” several times and laughed softly.
“Why?”
“I was wondering what my dream was.”
“…Promotion?”
“I did want to get to the highest place.”
So that no one could separate Seo Yoon from me.
“The process was not important. Whether it was work or marriage, I thought that if I cleaned up the annoying things as soon as possible, Seo Yoon would be at the end. Very foolishly.”
He still resents everything that didn’t even give him a single chance, even if it’s too late no matter how fast.
The god who took you from me, you who left me, and I, who was foolishly wandering even though you, my dream, were by my side.
“Why are you crying.”
“Huh? Oh……”
Thud, the tears that fell without energy, hung on the tip of Jian’s chin and shook precariously.
“…I must be crazy.”
Did she develop a problem with her empathic ability? If not, it was clear that there were late effects on her heart.
Jian pulled off her stifling mask.
Once the tears flowed, they became a river that overflowed the dam, soaking her face.
The emotions that had burst forth without warning were bewildering.
There was no way that her heart could be torn apart by pain from hearing a story that had nothing to do with her.
Even being struck by lightning out of a clear blue sky would seem less absurd.
“Hic……”
Her heart was too hot and too fast.
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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