After turning off the engine, Kang Hyun clicked a button to release Ji An’s seatbelt.
“Can a tow truck even make it through this snow? I doubt the police can get through either.”
“They’ll probably come with snow chains.”
Kang Hyun, having sent their location to Seok Won, tightly fastened Ji An’s loose coat and took off his jacket.
“What are you doing?”
He had just said they needed to go outside.
Kang Hyun, left in just his black sweater, draped his jacket over Ji An’s shoulders.
“You’ll lose body heat quickly outside.”
Before Ji An could respond, his cashmere coat was added on top of her.
The heat from the heater still lingering in the clothes made it feel stuffy.
“I’m not the only one who’s cold. I’m wearing thick clothes. You should wear this…”
“No.”
His abrupt two-word response halted her speech.
She expected something like ‘you wear it, it’s fine,’ but a flat refusal?
“We don’t know how long we’ll be here.”
Kang Hyun’s stern refusal softened as he continued speaking.
“You’re only wearing a knit now. How can you go out like this!”
Ji An raised her voice in frustration, but Kang Hyun calmly fastened the coat’s buttons.
“It’s enough.”
Having given all his outerwear to Ji An, Kang Hyun grabbed the smart key and got out of the driver’s seat.
Ji An, now layered and slowed down like a bear, also opened her door.
She was so well bundled up that the biting cold wind couldn’t penetrate.
“Kang Hyun.”
“I’m healthy.”
“Being healthy doesn’t mean you don’t feel the cold. I’m healthy too.”
“No, you’re not.”
Kang Hyun, pulling out Ji An’s small hand from her long sleeve, firmly held it and then turned his gaze away, sealing his lips shut.
…Seriously, what’s with his stubbornness.
“Kang Hyun, I’ll just take the jacket. You wear the coat.”
“…”
Trying to persuade him as they crossed the road’s safety barrier was futile.
“Kang Hyun.”
No matter how much she called, Kang Hyun only fiddled with her hand, prompting a deep sigh from Ji An.
“Heavens…”
She had never seen, nor was likely to again, someone with such a peculiar personality.
Ji An shook the hand she held with Kang Hyun in frustration.
“Kang Hyun?”
Still, he remained silent.
“What about it, Kang Hyun?”
Even abandoning formalities and using a bold tone didn’t make him open his mouth; he steadfastly looked elsewhere.
“Am I talking to a wall right now?”
Kang Hyun, determined not to return the coat, was giving her the silent treatment. Ji An eventually surrendered.
“Alright, I’ll wear it for now. But if you get cold, you must tell me.”
“Okay.”
The man who had been pretending to be deaf finally responded, and Ji An’s eyes narrowed.
“I knew Kang Hyun was stubborn, but not to this extent.”
“Don’t catch a cold.”
So, you’re saying only I should catch a cold!
Kang Hyun ignored the grumbling Ji An and surveyed the surroundings.
There was a flat stone wall under a streetlamp suitable for sitting, but it was covered with a thick layer of snow.
Holding Ji An’s hand, which seemed it might disappear at any moment, Kang Hyun answered his vibrating phone.
“Go ahead.”
[Dash] It looks like it’s going to take some time.“How long?”
[Dash] At least 30 minutes. There are many accidents on the road where you are, and due to the snowy conditions, it’s difficult to manage. Traffic police and tow trucks are also having trouble accessing the area.After a deep sigh ending the call, Kang Hyun, with a heavy heart, looked down at Ji An’s wide-eyed face.
“I’m sorry.”
“Huh?”
“If I had been more careful, this wouldn’t have happened.”
“It’s okay. Who knew it would snow this much? Even the meteorological service got it wrong.”
“Aren’t you cold?”
Holding Ji An’s hands in front of him, Kang Hyun let out his worries with his white breath.
Seo Yoon was always weak against the cold. In winter, her frequent colds would turn into severe fevers, tormenting her.
That’s why she needed him during this season.
It wasn’t right to leave her here, it really wasn’t.
“Is it me who’s the problem? It’s you who’s the problem.”
Ji An scanned Kang Hyun’s relatively thin slacks and knit attire. Who was he to worry about someone else?
Fighting back rising emotions, Ji An unbuttoned her coat.
“You wear it.”
“I will.”
Muttering bluntly, Ji An opened the pockets of the overly long coat and wrapped her arms around Kang Hyun.
“Since you touched me without permission, I’m going to hug you without permission. When it’s cold, we must stick together.”
Kang Hyun, frozen in place, gradually wrapped his arms around Ji An in response.
“Kang Hyun.”
“Yeah.”
“Why are you doing all this for me?”
Ji An’s voice, muffled against his broad chest, trembled softly.
“It’s my mistake that caused this. I can’t let you suffer for it. And you can’t get sick.”
“And it’s okay for you to be sick?”
“Of course. I can take on all the pain.”
If only that were allowed.
Kang Hyun’s arms around Ji An’s narrow shoulders tightened.
Burying his head in the nape of her neck amidst layers of collars, he bit his lip, longing for her embrace.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
