The night was drawing to a close.
She needed sleep, and I couldn’t endure my hunger any longer.
Morning arrived as if nothing had happened.
Kang, possibly due to lack of sleep, took short naps as we moved to the filming location, and each time, San stayed by her side.
Finally, we arrived at the filming location, but the atmosphere felt different from usual.
Time passed slowly and steadily.
Tick, tock, tick, tock…
The heavy sound of the clock’s second hand seemed to fill the set as if it were amplified through a loudspeaker.
“Still no contact?”
“Yes.”
Sin-hwi hadn’t shown up at the set without notice.
“It’s not working. Contact Team B…”
“Director!”
A staff member rushed to Director Sung, who had stood up to adjust the schedule.
“What’s going on?”
“We’ve reached Sin-hwi’s company!”
“What?!”
“Well…”
The news that was belatedly delivered through his company turned the filming location upside down. Yang Shin-hwi, who had collapsed inside his house, had been discovered by his manager and transported to the hospital, where he was now recovering.
The entertainment industry was quickly inundated with news about Shin-hwi, and while the company maintained it was simply due to overwork, speculations were rampant.
And no one at the filming location could ascertain what the truth was.
Kang was equally shocked.
The atmosphere was tense, but Director Sung eventually suggested that they proceed with filming, excluding the scenes featuring him, to make some progress.
Since he was said to be recovering, there was no choice but to trust that and wait for the situation to improve.
“I’ll check the schedule. Please check the stickers on the floor.”
As the start was delayed, the staff members moved around in a hurry.
“We will begin shooting on time!”
The first AD shouted, and Kang sat down, reminiscing about Shin-hwi’s appearance from a few days ago.
“I’m sorry. Actually, it’s not chocolate, but a sleeping pill.”
“I didn’t use to be like this… But these days, whenever I fall asleep, nightmares haunt me.”
The vivid scar on his jaw came to mind.
The words of Ban, who had suggested that Shin-hwi might be suffering from depression, also crossed her thoughts, making her heart heavy.
“Why didn’t I investigate further back then?”
She thought that if she had known, she should have gotten closer to Shin-hwi when he approached her warmly.
She couldn’t save her past self, but she believed that reaching out to others was something she could easily do if she just set her mind to it.
Then, couldn’t such extreme situations have been prevented?
Regret was overwhelming.
The clock was approaching the appointed hour, but the atmosphere in the chaotic filming location showed no signs of improvement.
They had been running towards pre-production goals, so it was difficult to postpone the schedule. But everyone seemed uneasy about the news of Sin Hwi.
Director Sung, who had briefly left his seat, returned, and it was clear that Samyoung was having a conversation with him from a distance.
After finishing the conversation, he approached Kang.
“Kang-ah.”
“Yes, Oppa. What did the director say?”
She asked, and Samyoung smiled as he replied.
“We’ve decided to cancel the filming for today.”
In the end, the shoot was canceled.
After finishing the call with Director Hwang in the parking lot, Samyoung got into the driver’s seat and said, “Kang-ah. The Director said not to stop by the company and to go straight home.”
“Okay.”
She nodded half-heartedly.
As she turned her head to feel the touch on her hand, she saw San looking at her.
“Are you okay?”
“It’s me, what can I do?”
Kang forced a smile and turned her gaze back out the window.
Inside the van heading home.
Samyoung, who had been busy with his ringing phone today, sighed deeply and said, ”
“Entertainment news is in chaos right now.”
Yang Sinhwi’s depression.
Yang Sinhwi’s suicide incident.
He shook his head as he looked at the articles that were coming up with all sorts of sensational words.
Some reporters who had been friendly with him even called him and asked about how Sinhwi had been lately, whether they had felt anything strange.
In the end, he switched his phone to silent mode.
I wanted to relax a bit when driving, but I didn’t want to respond to their messages individually, especially in front of Kang, who seemed unusually heavy-hearted.
San had been with us the whole time and knew all the details, but he hadn’t mentioned anything in particular.
We were driving along the Han River.
We passed a large university hospital nearby, and Samyeong casually spoke up.
“Seunghwi is in the hospital.”
At those words, Kang raised her head and looked at the imposing hospital building.
“There?”
“Yeah. When he gets better, we can visit later.”
She nodded silently in response to his words.
The scenery outside the window passed by rapidly, too fast to take in.
The car soon entered a bridge and soon after began to cross the Han River.
She had been staring out of the window the whole time, but it was at that moment that she suddenly bolted upright.
“Oppa, wait a moment.”
It was because she had spotted someone on the bridge.
“What’s wrong?”
“I think I just saw Yang Sin-hwi.”
“What? You must have seen wrong. That guy is in the hospital right now…”
“Just pull over for a moment! Hurry!”
Screech!
At Kang’s request, Sam-young slammed on the brakes.
He immediately turned on the hazard lights and came to a stop, and Kang opened the car door and got out as soon as the car stopped.
Her gaze was fixed on somewhere along the path they had just passed.
Someone in what looked like a hospital gown, unmistakable even from a distance with platinum blonde hair.
It was definitely Sin-hwi upon a second look.
Back then.
He was standing there, staring blankly at the rushing Han River water.
“No fun, no excitement.”
Sighs and constant murmuring filled the air.
“…Should I just die here?”
Eyes devoid of light lost focus and wandered in the void.
At that moment, Kang shouted loudly.
“Mr. Sin-hwi!”
However, Sin-hwi didn’t hear her calling his name, and Kang ran towards him again, shouting his name loudly once more.
“Yang Shin-hwi!”
Only then did his unfocused eyes regain their focus.
Shin-hwi, who had been half out of it, turned his gaze towards the source of the voice.
Slowly, astonishment began to spread on his emotionless, dry face.
“…Senior?”
As she ran towards him as if she were crazy, he stared blankly, blinking his eyes a few times, as if trying to grasp the situation.
“What am I seeing right now?”
It was hard to believe, as if he were seeing a vision before dying.
And at that moment.
“Haa, haa… I’ve got you!”
Kang, holding onto Shin-hwi’s collar, said while gripping her chest as if it were about to burst.
When she slowly raised her head and their eyes finally met.
He suddenly felt like time was stretching.
Droplets of sweat formed on Kang’s forehead.
The golden-red sunlight pouring over the restless Han River.
Even the blowing wind…
It felt like a completely different world from the one he had known up to now was unfolding before his eyes.
This is…
“……”
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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