“Didn’t you change your clothes?”
“……”
“Where have you been?”
Kang asked.
But San merely stared at her without any reply.
He was mulling over how to explain the complex circumstances, such as there was no guarantee that hunger would leave her unharmed, so he went to fill his stomach…
Hunting.
She would be shocked if he said that.
Saying he went to have a meal in a human way also seemed strange.
Unable to find the right words, he finally broke the silence.
“Just. Went to appease the hunger a bit.”
“?”
“Came back only losing my appetite.”
Upon San’s reply, Kang raised her right hand in the air.
“Hold on. I’m asking because I don’t know.”
“……”
“Is the hunger you’re talking about in the stomach? Or else……”
Her hand wandered near her stomach and stopped in the air, having lost its way.
Having grasped the crux of the question, he promptly gave her an answer.
“To Mongma, human food is like a snack, whether you eat it or not.”
At his words, Kang’s eyes narrowed.
“So, now… you went to eat other dreams?”
“Worried I might have overeaten and get a backlash.”
“How was it?”
“What was?”
“You said you went outside and ate other dreams.”
“……”
“Was it good?”
Her reaction, probing as if to catch me, was quite bewildering, but for now, he answered truthfully.
“It was disgustingly tasteless.”
Only then did Kang’s rigid face soften. She even slightly lifted the corners of her mouth as if holding back laughter.
In reality, she was feeling good.
First, it was because his words that the dream he ate outside was disgustingly tasteless, and secondly, it resonated that considerable selfrestraint was required to eat her dream.
That probably meant her nightmares had some value.
She had no idea that the nightmare that had tormented her for 20 years would be put to such precious use.
Kang belatedly moved aside, gesturing for him to come in.
“You must be tired, finish up quickly and go rest.”
It was quite a considerate tone of voice.
She seemed more relaxed than yesterday.
“But where did you get the nightmare to eat?”
She continued the conversation as if asking about the day, even while doing her work naturally.
Observing Kang behaving like this, San answered.
“There are plenty of places to eat. Every human dreams.”
“Ah. Plenty of places to eat, but our house is like a Michelinstarred restaurant.”
“Michel… what?”
“Nothing. It’s just good that the dream you ate was tasteless.”
Seo Kang chuckled.
Now he seemed to understand what she had been worrying about.
He had already mentioned several times that his taste had become picky because of someone, but it seemed he wasn’t easily believed.
Well, what would a human know?
They couldn’t even experience his dreams.
The two people who unexpectedly met gazes remained staring at each other for a while.
Throughout their eye contact, Kang couldn’t wipe the smile off her face.
I could tell she appreciated me eating her nightmares, but her completely lowered guard and her becoming more comfortable speaking made it seem like she considered me a special friend.
Especially those eyes.
They were not much different from the gaze Director Hwang held when looking at Seo Gang.
A gaze as if looking at a goose laying golden eggs.
A gaze that said she was grateful and cherished me who provided her with what she wanted and didn’t know what to do.
He had felt it before, but San thought her reaction was quite interesting.
Turning his head, he saw a halfeaten biscuit next to the script on the table.
“Is it okay to eat that at this time?”
Stung to the quick, Seo Gang flinched.
However, he quickly gave a calm response as if it was no big deal.
“It’s instead of dinner.”
“Seems like you have quite an appetite?”
At the teasing remark, Kang finally gave him a resentful look.
“It’s all your fault. You made me gain weight.”
San shrugged his shoulders and said.
“It must be good to eat.”
Her glare sharpened at his smugness.
“Could you not look at me like I’m a chicken?”
“Chicken?”
“Your gaze is exactly like that right now. It’s like looking at a chicken that you’re raising to eat.”
At that, San finally burst out laughing.
Because until a moment ago, he seemed utterly oblivious to the kind of gaze he had given me.
Having laughed his fill, he patted the bed, signalling for her to come.
“Go to sleep. It’s late.”
Kang swiftly cleared the biscuits and scampered to climb onto the bed.
Then, she buried herself deep in the blanket.
“I’m going to sleep first. You too, sleep well.”
Having said her goodbyes first, she closed her eyes, nonchalantly looping her little finger around San’s.
However, when there was no response after a long while, she opened her eyes again to find him looking down at her pensively.
“Why? Is there something on my face?”
“No.”
“Then?”
“I tried yesterday, but the little finger has too small a contact area. This is for a 10minute nap.”
“Is the contact area important?”
“Because it’s absorbed through the contact area.”
“Huh……”
Kang’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Then what do we do? Should I hold your hand?”
“Hand or finger.”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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