Kang forced herself to sit up from the bed.
For a moment, she seemed a bit dizzy, touching her forehead with her hand, but soon she managed to sit up straight.
“Are you okay?”
In response to San’s question, she nodded.
“I think I’ve been lying down for too long. My body feels stiff. I want to take a walk.”
“Not now.”
“Why?”
In response to her questioning, he reached out and touched Kang’s forehead.
“You still have a fever.”
“I’m not so bad that I can’t walk…”
“When you’re all better, then you can go out.”
San prioritized her recovery and advised her to rest more.
Afterward, he glanced at his wristwatch and stood up from his seat once again.
“Where are you going?”
“My brother told me to take medicine at the right time.”
“Isn’t the medicine here?”
She pointed to a bag of medicine and a glass of water on the side table, and San replied.
“Your stomach is empty. You should eat something.”
With that, he said and headed to the kitchen.
Samyoung poured water into the congee she had cooked and began to warm it over a low flame.
The edges of the pot gradually started to simmer.
San stirred the pot a few times with a wooden ladle and then tested the congee’s temperature by putting a bit on the back of his hand.
Then, he extended his tongue and tasted the congee on his hand.
“Is this about right?”
He tilted his head with uncertainty.
He couldn’t quite tell whether the temperature was suitable or if there was too little water, and he began to feel a bit overwhelmed.
I wondered why I was fussing over this so much.
“…I should have tried something like this before.”
It was inevitable, but even to my own eyes, my appearance as a human nurse seemed absurd and unfamiliar.
San turned off the stove and ladled the reheated congee into a bowl, along with freshly poured water.
Kang, who had been silently watching, spoke up.
“Thank you.”
“I just reheated it.”
“Still.”
She scooped up a bit of the congee with her spoon and put it in her mouth.
A faint smile appeared on her lips at the familiar taste.
“…Delicious.”
It was a plain white rice porridge with hardly any solid ingredients, but it was a dish that had been prepared with great care, especially the times when Samyoung made it for her when she wasn’t feeling well.
The secret was in the broth.
To reduce the burden on digestion, they minimized solid ingredients, but they poured their heart into the broth.
As it was a dish filled with sincerity, it couldn’t be tasteless.
After neatly finishing a bowl of porridge, Kang timed her medication and took it.
“Would you like more?”
He asked, and she shook her head.
“It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep because I’ve been lying down for so long. My back hurts too.”
Kang lightly stretched her arms and legs, then glanced around the bed, turning her head.
“What are you looking for?”
“A thermometer. Where did it go?”
She could figure out where Samyoung had last used it, but she couldn’t seem to find it anywhere.
“Should I call and ask?”
Kang, sitting down with her knees folded, looked under the bed while pondering.
Watching her, San gestured quietly, “Come here.”
She sprang to her feet and hurried over.
As the distance closed, he reached out and touched her forehead. Then he tilted his head slightly and turned his fingers, gently brushing her cheek.
It was ambiguous.
As if to check, San touched his own forehead with his other hand.
Their temperatures were similar.
While he held her forehead with both hands, Kang stared at him intently.
With a slightly tingling cheek and sparkling black eyes, she soon sought permission.
“How about going for a walk?”
It felt like he had become her protector.
As San nodded, Kang smiled brightly.
Then she went straight to the dressing room and started grabbing outerwear and a hat.
Her moving fingers were busy.
There was no doubt that lying on the bed, she would only be haunted by thoughts of Yeong-hee.
She would dwell on the time they had spent together, remember their parting, and feel the pain, over and over again.
As time passed, the memories would slowly fade away, and she would cry herself to sleep, replaying the events of yesterday as if they were vivid.
In the dimly lit dressing room with the lights off, Kang swallowed the sadness that had been choking her throat.
At the same time, she held Yeong-hee close to her heart.
Life was always a series of goodbyes.
[Star icon] [Star icon] [Star icon]The two of them left the house side by side.
Kang was wearing a hat and a mask, with the hood flipped up, and she had her outerwear on in a way that only her eyes were visible. On the other hand, San was in a white t-shirt with a black aviation jacket on.
However, the elevator descended just one more floor and came to a stop.
The doors opened, and both of them simultaneously directed their gazes towards one place.
A leopard-print dress that left her figure fully revealed, with her ponytail tied high, and a body that was displayed as it was.
A woman dressed so lavishly that it was almost blinding.
It was Jane.
“Oh! Long time, Miss No! Kang!”
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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