The sweet sound of laughter, intermittently interrupted, and the sound of softly mingling continued to echo in the workshop for a long time.
“Hey, this time, it’s all about Choi Yoonbin.”
Sol-hee, monitoring viewer reactions after episodes 7 and 8 were released simultaneously, murmured.
In episode 7, Yoonbin came to Bida, had a comfortable conversation with Eunsu, and the scene turned out longer than expected. Perhaps because he was an unexpected character and had a first-time acquaintance, the topic was more significant than anticipated.
└ Crazy, why is Choi Yoonbin here?
└ Damn, he’s handsome. Looks like a movie or an advertisement.
└ I’m a Crescent debut fan, but seeing Yoonbin treat someone other than the members so comfortably is making me go ??? right now.
└ But seriously, Joo-han is amazing. How does he survive next to Choi Yoonbin? Especially as an ordinary person.
Due to the sophisticated and unique background of Bida, a cut with Yoonbin’s face alone looked like it was taken during a magazine photoshoot or an upscale apartment advertisement.
A photo and video that someone cut, capturing Yoonbin and Joo-han together, were exploding with reactions in real-time.
Amongst that, stories about Eunsu were seen here and there.
└ Wow, did Eunsu grow up in an amazing neighborhood? The neighborhood oppa is Choi Yoonbin.
└ I’m a junior to Choi Yoonbin; Seon Eunsu also graduated from M High School… But Choi Yoonbin has been a trainee since the 2nd grade, and everyone in the school knew him. If they were friends since then, they would have said something, right? Why didn’t I know?
└ Seon Eunsu was bullied in high school.
└ What is this rumor spreading without evidence;;; It’s out of the blue.
“What are they talking about?”
Sol-hee, who was chuckling while scrolling the mouse wheel with one hand while resting her chin with the other, sighed.
She didn’t witness Eunsu’s high school days, having met her for the first time as college freshmen roommates. Nevertheless, even apart from that, she had never heard any stories about Eunsu, let alone any signs.
Leaving aside everything else, Joo-han, who was friends with Eunsu in high school, was right there.
“These days, trolls have no sense of decency at all. Tsk.”
Sol-hee turned her gaze to the 7th episode broadcast screen that she had left on the side, after turning off the entertainment community that she had been staring at for a long time.
She deliberately interrupted the scene where the two of them, who had visited Hwang’s house to buy furniture, were told to sleep over because the car broke down, inserting an interview.
The part where Hwang went to the hospital was too invasive in terms of privacy, and it had a serious atmosphere, so she didn’t reveal it on purpose. Instead, she cleverly connected it to the scene in Episode 8 where Joo-han said he couldn’t do it because he had to go to work.
‘Because I was younger than now, my expressions were clumsy… Thinking about it now, it might not have been as serious a problem as I felt back then……’
Listening to Eunsu’s words, who was quietly talking about the reason for their breakup, Sol-hee nodded her head inwardly.
Recalling her past relationships or, rather, some human relationships that weren’t relationships, there were parts that she could empathize with.
If it were now, she wouldn’t have done that. Regret like that remained every time.
Especially with Kiu…
Sol-hee made an effort to stop her thoughts and focused on the screen.
‘…I heard him say, “Stop liking me” but it didn’t stop, and when I thought that I could live while liking him alone for the rest of my life……’
‘I should start again. Starting with becoming friends again.’
Sol-hee made a sound of understanding as she listened to Joo-han’s words on the screen.
While generally being straightforward, indifferent, and keeping the minimum line with others, Joo-han, who withdrew and softened like persimmons only in front of Eunsu, was a sight she had seen throughout her college years.
She thought she had adapted enough, but seeing it after a long time, it was still amazing.
Even though Eunsu was unaware, Joo-han seemed genuine and not fake during the entire program.
There was no need to worry about acting or anything else.
There was a subtle squeaking sound visible only to the eyes of someone who knew the circumstances, but if you didn’t know and just watched, it might even seem thrilling.
Above all, even if someone criticized that Joo-han’s gaze at Eunsu, filled with love from beginning to end, was fake, no one would believe it.
When you see your friend’s boyfriend being affectionate to your friend, you should feel pleased, but for some reason, Kim Joo-han seemed to want to pick a fight……
While having such thoughts, her phone rang.
It was Yoon Ki-woo, and she doubted it for a moment, but it was correct. Sol-hee calmly checked the message.
[Can’t kneel, how about buying hanwoo (Korean beef)?]
To be honest, she was glad.
He apologized, but there was no feeling that she had to accept it.
Feeling uneasy about whether to bring up more, she finally felt like she could be refreshed.
[When?] [I’m fine today too.]For some reason, she remembered the old times. The times when they easily made plans with just saying, “Have a drink after work.”
It was the same today. The time and place were determined naturally, like flowing water.
Sol-hee, estimating the remaining time, gathered her concentration, finished monitoring, and left the broadcasting station.
“Here… isn’t it too much?”
A little later, Sol-hee, who had gone to the restaurant Ki-woo had mentioned, muttered.
I thought it was just a meat restaurant, but when I actually saw it, it looked like the price per serving would have one more zero than I thought.
Ki-woo pretended not to hear and said something else.
“Rather than building an image from scratch when there’s nothing, it’s more difficult to change a wrongly embedded image into a positive one. I thought it would be worth the investment to rebrand you as ‘a good senior who buys meals’ instead of the somewhat negative image you’ve had about Yoon Ki-woo for quite a while.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I think you’ve had a kind of negative image about Yoon Ki-woo for quite a while. To erase that and rebrand it as ‘a good senior who buys meals,’ isn’t this level of investment worth it?”
“Are you speaking gibberish? What’s that?”
Sol-hee laughed as if she found it ridiculous. Then, as if she were passing by, she added.
“If erasing the negative image is the goal, you don’t have to do anything more. It was a misunderstanding from the beginning, and I haven’t seen him that way since then.”
“Really? Nothing left?”
“Yes. So, let’s just go to a comfortable place.”
“Here is comfortable. The staff will grill everything for us.”
Saying that, he finished ordering like flowing water.
Then, without giving Sol-hee a chance to say anything, he brought up a trivial conversation.
“I had a meeting this afternoon…”
While exchanging various stories, the atmosphere became less awkward than she thought.
The food that came out quickly was surprisingly delicious.
If it were a different time, they might have naturally ordered a suitable drink, but thinking about how their relationship almost fell apart because of alcohol, they only drank non-alcoholic beverages.
After the meal, as the staff brought dessert back and forth, they left the place. Ki-woo said.
“Shall we talk seriously this time?”
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
