“Hey, Kim Jun!”
“Ah, you startled me. Why are you like this?”
His face, confidently expressing that he didn’t understand my reaction, lowered.
“Ah, me too.”
A response more shameless than a confidently raised face was returned.
“If you put this in here…”
“It’s not what you think. It’s not a scene for the movie.”
“You said it’s a continuity book. You drew scenes for the movie, right?”
“This won’t be in the movie. It’s not a scene for the movie; it’s the final scene in my movie. So…”
Jun pressed his body tightly against mine, like someone wishing for my undivided attention.
“The behind-the-scenes story that only I want to see.”
“Ah…”
“You looked particularly beautiful that day.”
Maybe Jun wanted to hold onto this moment, where I seemed to be trying to escape, after gazing at my face for a long time in the early morning. It was a scene from that day, the most important, tender, and passionate moment that would make him want to look into our behind-the-scenes story countless times.
“Then, will we continue to fill it from here on?”
“I’ll allow it?”
“Yeah, I will.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really.”
“Well, there’s one thing that’s uniquely lacking in this movie.”
“Lacking?”
“Yeah.”
There was a mischievous glint in Jun’s eyes at my question.
“The bed scenes are excessively lacking. Let’s add more of that.”
“What?”
As if he had no intention of hearing my answer, before listening to my next words, Jun lowered his face deeply and enveloped my lips with his. Even I, who had been pushing Jun’s chest a few times as if throwing a tantrum, soon surrendered to that gentle sensation.
The midday kiss was sweet.
“Wow, look at the cars.”
Early in the morning, we headed to Jun’s house, now turned into a movie set, in Jun’s car.
The house always exuded a serene atmosphere like an isolated island in the forest, but today was different. In front of Jun’s house wall, there was no empty space left for large and small cars. Moreover, between the cars, substantial equipment and small items that hadn’t been moved into the house were densely piled.
“That’s right. It’s really the first time our house front is this bustling.”
“I thought the road in front of your house was quite wide. It fills up quickly, though.”
“Yeah… The atmosphere of the filming set is starting to emerge. It’s exciting.”
With a slight raise of his eyebrows, Jun’s side profile, as he laughed, momentarily revealed the appearance of a naive director who genuinely loved movie filming. There was even a premonition that meeting Director Kim Jun would be more exciting than filming a movie.
“Hey? Director Kim, this writer. How come both of you came together?”
At the end of the lineup of cars that filled the wide road, Jun’s luxury car stopped. As we opened the door and stepped out, the first person we coincidentally encountered was none other than Director Kang PD.
“Ah… Yes, well…”
“The writer’s accommodation is right in front of the mansion where I stay. Director Kang knows it too, but the transportation around here isn’t that convenient. I decided to keep giving her a ride to the filming set.”
Jun’s response was swift. It was a neat answer that cleanly blocked any suspicion about why we arrived together in the same car. Director Kang PD, the target of that response, nodded his head as if understanding. I felt relieved.
“Oh, is that so? Well, if the accommodation is close, it’s good to give her a ride.”
It wasn’t just close; it was the same accommodation altogether.
“I just arrived too. The art team is probably busy decorating the house right now. So, Director Kim and this writer should go in first. I came alone on a night flight and stayed at a hotel near the airport. I just arrived, and, oh, I feel really motion sick now. The mountain road just kept winding and winding.”
No wonder Director Kang PD didn’t look good at a glance. If he just came up that mountain road, I could fully understand his words. Even though I didn’t make the mountain road, I still felt sorry.
I opened the small gate door at waist height leading to the house. My lower lip dropped involuntarily at the changed yard scenery.
“Wow, there are a lot of people here too.”
Film shooting equipment, looking as if it had fallen from a different world into the garden filled with green grass and trees, was scattered throughout the yard. Moreover, the people moving the equipment were also filling up the house.
“Why does it feel like even the house has been taken away? Wasn’t it originally all yours?”
Jun asked suddenly.
“What’s yours is mine when you get married.”
I glanced at Jun with a slightly embarrassed look. Without a care, Jun laughed and grabbed the door handle leading into the house first. I also entered through the gap, letting out a dry laugh.
At that moment, knowing the original scenery of Jun’s house, I was briefly speechless.
Perhaps when Jun opened this house door, was it connected to the door of another house? The scenery had changed so much that it was hard to close my mouth, and I felt like I wanted to believe in such an absurd thought. It seemed I should go back outside and check if I opened the right door.
“Ah… It changed like this. It’s beautiful. The atmosphere has changed a bit, though.”
I felt a bit awkward at Jun’s calm reaction, which sharply contrasted with my excitement. His attentive gaze, carefully inspecting every nook and cranny like a director, was serious.
Suddenly, Jun exhaled lightly, as if feeling tension. Maybe Jun was recalling memories similar to mine right now.
The memories of love with twenty-year-old Jun, filled in this place, in the bright living room flooded with sunlight.
Right here, in this place filled with memories, the filming of our story for the movie would soon begin.
Even with the faint breath I took, the excitement that wasn’t visible started to swell up in my chest.
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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