“I’m really thankful to you, Taeseo.”
“Seo is someone who gives me strength. Since meeting Taeseo, I’m not anxious. I’m not lonely.”
“Lately, I’ve become a bit shameless, haven’t I? I didn’t know having a corner to believe in could be so good. Sanghwa says that my expression has brightened a lot since meeting Taeseo. Did you know?”
Jaein’s gaze, as she spilled out those words, still focused on a distant light.
Embarrassing to meet her gaze directly. Anyway, it was a very pleasant thing to know that my existence made her smile. Taeseo waited for Jaein’s words to continue, her smile lingering.
“So, Taeseo.”
“Yeah?”
“I want to be that kind of person to you too.”
Taeseo couldn’t immediately respond to Jaein, who silently conveyed her inner thoughts. It wasn’t because she felt lacking for her.
To Kang Taeseo, Yun Jaein was a presence that warmed her heart with just her thoughts. Because overwhelming emotions surged, she took a moment to catch her breath. At that moment, Jaein cautiously opened her mouth.
“Sometimes. I wake up crying while calling for Taeseo.”
“Huh…?”
“I call you ‘Mom.’ Sometimes Taeseo…”
“Ah…”
Was that it? Was that why she occasionally opened her eyes in Yun Jaein’s arms until she fell asleep? Certainly, until she fell asleep, Taeseo held Jaein in her arms like she was being embraced.
Due to the childhood spent without permission to share body warmth with a doll, Taeseo often mocked herself for being so attached to Jaein but couldn’t bring herself to let go of her in her arms.
However, sometimes, Taeseo would greet the morning cuddled up in Jaein’s arms, much like a baby. She didn’t dislike it. On the contrary, she liked it.
But it was unclear how their positions sometimes ended up like that. Neither Jaein nor Yun Jaein were people who moved around a lot while sleeping.
It was both embarrassing and awkward to know that the private moments they didn’t want anyone else to see were exposed to Yun Jaein. The expression on Taeseo’s face, which had been soft just a moment ago, quickly disappeared.
“Jaein, that’s…”
Unable to finish her sentence, Taeseo closed her eyes tightly in frustration. She couldn’t come up with an excuse for the sight of an adult man, trembling like a child, crying out for his mom while being held by her.
Frozen like a rock, Taeseo recalled that day long ago. The strength in the arms that pulled Jaein closer went unnoticed.
“Mom, please open the door. It’s cold. I want to come in too…”
“Mom, are you there? I’m scared. Mom, mom…”
“I’ll listen well. I won’t leave any milk. I won’t insist on sleeping with you, okay?”
“Mom, I was wrong. I lied. The truth is, I can apply lotion by myself. From now on, I’ll do it alone. I won’t ask you to apply it for me.”
She was only ten years old. The young child, pushed by the cold and fear, begged for forgiveness for a mistake that couldn’t even be considered a mistake. Driven by the desire for even a moment of her mom’s touch, she had to beg for the application of lotion on her face.
It was a night of unsolicited reflections. And that night still hasn’t ended.
Even until now, Taeseo often found herself in dreams, returning to that night. And once again, she begged. Even beyond the age of thirty, with a pale face, she begged miserably, gathering her cold hands and feet.
As Taeseo remained silent, Jaein subtly pushed away his arms, embracing her, and turned completely towards Taeseo. Avoiding Jaein’s black eyes that were looking into hers, Taeseo’s gaze involuntarily lowered.
“Taeseo.”
“…….”
“Come here.”
Jaein’s arms reached out towards her in her line of sight. Stiffened, Taeseo couldn’t bring herself to lift her head.
“I’ll hug you. Okay?”
As Taeseo, who remained motionless, looked at the man who had been watching her, Jaein moved. He lifted the blanket that Taeseo had wrapped around his shoulders a while ago and draped it over Taeseo’s shoulders. There was no hesitation.
“It’s okay like this. It’s nice when I hold you, but it’s even better when I can be the one holding you. This, not everyone can do. It’s something only I can do.”
With the warmth gently covering him, and the hands tenderly caressing his back and shoulders, his senses slowly awakened. As Taeseo raised her head with a squeak, the city lights sparkled through Jaein’s fluttering hair.
Her fragrance carried by the wind filled his lungs. Taeseo, who had been feeling Jaein’s body temperature and scent for a long time, instinctively tilted her head.
As if waking up from a spell, his mind cleared. Breaking free from the panic caused by his trauma, he couldn’t help but bury his nose in Jaein’s hair, playfully rub against it, and inevitably press his lips against his.
A warm and comforting presence smiling genuinely at him, a miracle. Taeseo couldn’t help but treasure this person she had come to know for the first time in her life.
Finally, Taeseo, who had straightened her back, carefully observed Jaein looking down at her. His night-bright eyes, as if etching her into them, shone radiantly like someone praising a deity.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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