“I’m getting off here.”
“Ah, here.”
Jun began glancing around the station visible through the clear window.
“Yeah. Well, I’m going ahead then.”
“Ah, what a coincidence. Me too.”
“What?”
“I’m getting off here as well. With you.”
By this point, insisting it was a coincidence felt almost embarrassing, yet Jun remained steadfast. I stared at him with wide eyes, and he didn’t avoid my gaze. As he slowly opened and closed his eyes as if to emphasize the truth, I was slightly incredulous.
“Kim Jun, just be honest. You’re just following me without any particular destination in mind.”
“That’s not true. I was planning to get off around here anyway.”
“That’s not true, is it? Anyone can see that you’re just…”
“Oh? The doors are opening. Let’s get off first. I’ll listen to everything.”
Only then did I notice the crowd flowing out like a tidal wave. I followed the wave and managed to get out of the station. As soon as there was a little more space, I sighed with relief and looked at Jun.
“Why sigh again? You did that for me to hear, right?”
“It wasn’t intentional, but I don’t mind if you heard it.”
Jun seemed taken aback for a moment before he casually responded.
“Alright. I said I’d listen to everything. Sighs and all. Let’s go. What else do you have to tell me?”
Jun stepped forward first. Despite my doubts about his intentions, his casual insistence and the unexpectedly gentle tone in his voice made my heart waver slightly.
“Ah, found it. Something for me to help with.”
“To help with? I didn’t say anything.”
“Not that.”
Suddenly, I felt my backpack being lifted lightly from behind.
“Give me your bag. Wow, you’ve been carrying something this heavy?”
“Yeah, I always manage.”
“Impressive. Such a petite person carrying something so big.”
“No, it’s fine. Give it here.”
“You really don’t want to be indebted to me, huh?”
His words, half-joking and half-serious, made me hesitate. Perhaps sensing my reaction, I reluctantly agreed to let him help, and then started walking ahead.
“You should have said something earlier. I had no idea you carried this to the broadcasting station.”
“Why would I mention that?”
“You should. Others do. They don’t keep everything to themselves. They speak up.”
His sudden change in tone left me speechless. It seemed Jun had something in mind, but I was afraid to ask. Each time I faced his candidness, the lingering pain in my heart seemed to grow.
Luckily, or perhaps intentionally, Jun sighed as if in disbelief and then asked.
“This is a laptop, right?”
Jun pushed my black backpack into one of his arms and slung it over his shoulder. My bag, which had felt heavy on me, seemed effortlessly light on Jun’s arm. I looked at it somewhat emptily and then responded.
“Yeah, I have some work to do at home with it today.”
“It looks quite big. You should just carry your monitor around.”
“No, the monitor is easier to view because it’s big.”
“I see the reason Iharu isn’t tall. Self-inflicted trouble.”
“That’s why I can carry it myself.”
“I don’t like you carrying it yourself.”
“…….”
“This TV-sized laptop, I should at least carry it to your home. Can’t just leave someone who brings trouble upon themselves.”
Jun’s words, spoken as if it were his duty to care for me, made my heart flutter for a moment, much like in the distant past. It reminded me of the times when he would indirectly express his love by saying that taking care of me was his responsibility, and I should just focus on my work.
I remembered how he would kneel down and tenderly tie my sandals’ straps whenever I wore ones too big for me, before I even felt the discomfort. His actions back then, which I thought I’d never see again, were vaguely mirrored in the Jun before me now, prompting me to look at him a bit longer. An unexpected flutter filled my heart for a moment.
I smiled secretly, making sure Jun wouldn’t notice. But I quickly composed myself, knowing that even a fleeting heart-flutter while looking at him wasn’t an emotion I could claim as mine.
In the meantime, Jun spoke up.
“Iharu, it must have been really heavy. The fact that you’re not throwing back your usual remarks like ‘what does it matter to you’ tells me that.”
“I didn’t think you would give it back even if I asked.”
“That’s true.”
“Yeah.”
Maybe this conversation was somewhat unfitting for our current relationship. A relationship where such minor kindness didn’t seem to belong.
My hint that even if I asked for my bag back, you would insist on carrying it, and your response, “that’s true,” followed by my simple agreement, “yeah.”
Unknowingly, I was leaning a bit on you, and you, also unknowingly, were accommodating my lean.
It had been a long time since we had exchanged words that seemed to care for each other.
Our steps, walking along the path leading out of the subway station, had naturally aligned in direction and pace.
It felt like an extension of that consideration, and I liked that, feeling undeservedly grateful for experiencing such emotions from you.
“I had thought that there might be something I didn’t know about.”
“……What?”
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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