“Hey, Director Kim. Relax. I apologize. It’s just that, I thought the writer might feel burdened. The writer isn’t the type to casually reveal personal stories, so without much thought, I said it to ease the tension. I’m sorry.”
Kang PDnim apologized to Joon with a friendly smile. Of course, the Joon I know isn’t a character who openly displays bitterness.
Whether it’s towards others or himself, giving enough mental space to chew over the criticized parts, that has been the way Joon has built relationships so far, as far as I have observed.
“No, Kang PDnim doesn’t need to apologize. I just mentioned it because I thought you might not know. Don’t worry too much.”
Joon’s expression softened noticeably.
“This writer.”
Maybe because there are many observers, but whenever Joon calls me like this, I can’t look directly at him out of awkwardness. Moreover, the fragments of the words Joon said to Kang PDnim, suppressing his anger, still felt like they were stirring in my chest.
After hesitating for a moment, my head finally turned to Joon. Joon, who was waiting for my gaze, spoke.
“Do your best, both of us.”
A faint, sad smile spread across Joon’s face. At that moment, my face and expression might have been just like Joon’s.
I looked out at the darkening window. As time passed, the sky, which had started to be tinged with various colors here and there, made me feel absent-minded. The sky changes colors so subtly, yet the Korean document window on my laptop monitor in front of me remains white.
I stood up after shaking off my pants and headed to the refrigerator. I grabbed a canned beer. I poured about half of it into a cup. It was enough for someone like me with a low tolerance.
Holding the cup in one hand, I returned to my seat and sat in front of the still white monitor. Today, Kang PDnim said that in this movie, there will be a scene where I break up with Joon, the reason for such an ending, and the subsequent story. So, I asked to extend the scope of the screenplay to cover that part.
Since I’m writing it anyway, wouldn’t it be enough to write a bit more, as he said in a casual tone, as if it’s not a request worth considering?
Even if I write just one character, I must go into the memories of that painful day, bring out the emotions I felt that day, and not let them be forgotten. That seemed to be completely overlooked.
The white screen, which couldn’t even write a single character, was a product of my fear.
But, in reality, there was something even more frightening. That was reading Joon’s screenplay. The moment I ruthlessly throw myself into Joon’s painful memories.
When I filled this chest, full of unknown old wounds, with that pain, I couldn’t even estimate whether this chest could endure it.
Joon and I, the conclusion of the two screenplays we will create is the same.
I brought the cup to my lips. Swallowing the bitter beer forcefully, I wished that this fear would also be swept away. Not long after, my head slightly tilted to the right, then started swaying to the left again.
Unnecessary thoughts also swayed along.
If I keep swaying like this, won’t these thoughts eventually be unable to endure and fall away? With that thought, I took another sip.
The warm sensation around my cheeks and neck now felt like it was spreading throughout my whole body. Perhaps now was a good time to write.
It was time to engrave my foolish mistake, the painful memories brought by that mistake, the lingering emotions due to the twisted fate into words, one by one.
I tapped my index finger on the keyboard I had placed on the vending machine. From the back of my throat, I felt a stronger sensation of warmth spreading. Soon, my finger tapping on the vending machine gained strength.
Yeah, let’s just write for now. After writing everything, then, only then, I would think about whether to send it to Joon or not. Until then, it’s a secret scenario that only I can see anyway.
The hand that tapped the vending machine finally put a period. Then, I pressed the save button. On the desktop, there were two Korean files displaying different scenarios. The file names were only subtly different, with a hyphen in the middle: [Scenario_Breakup] and [ScenarioBreakup].
One breakup, two scenarios.
It wasn’t a mistake. Moreover, these two scenarios were not divided by differences in quality. Not due to differences in expression, atmosphere, or anything like that. Just…
It was because of my pitiful heart that became afraid of revealing my foolish mistake.
Now, the connection with Joon seemed to be nothing more than a precarious thread. So, I became afraid. Afraid that, after sending this scenario, even this fragile connection that seemed to be connected by a thin thread would be cut off mercilessly. Afraid that, after sending this scenario, only sharp traces of the thread that had barely touched each other would remain. Afraid that, due to my ugly heart, even this connection would be ruthlessly severed. That’s why.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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