“Really… Your story sounds intriguing.”
Juhan naturally reached out and took Eunsu’s hand.
“We’ll talk about it if there’s a chance during filming.”
Eunsu, who had flinched internally, now silently smiled.
Her attention was focused solely on their joined hands. The casual act of holding hands felt so strange, yet the size, warmth, and texture of his hand were still so familiar, making her confused.
‘Was this a mistake?’
Regret washed over her. But what was done was done; the cameras were still rolling.
‘I must be crazy. Why did I agree to pretend to be a couple with a guy I broke up with three years ago!’
Their meeting in high school, dating from twenty-two, and eventually breaking up were all true. The only lie was that they had been back together for about a year.
Their relationship had completely ended one day when they were twenty-six.
Yet, the reason they had to put on this show was…
Eunsu’s mind flashed back to events from two years ago.
[2 years ago]‘Wow, yesterday’s me has done a terrible thing to today’s me…’
Waking up, Eunsu clutched her aching head, engulfed in bitter regret.
She had gone wild with her close friend Solhee the night before. The beer for starters, soju as the main course, and wine for dessert churned in her stomach, pounding her head.
“I did wrong… I won’t live like this again…”
Muttering a vague repentance, Eunsu fumbled for her phone, then paused.
Above the 10 AM clock on the screen, there was an unread message.
[Thanks for saying that. Good night.]
Huh? What did I say?
A sudden chill ran through her body.
Eunsu blinked rapidly and looked at the screen again, hoping she had seen it wrong due to the hangover. But the sender was Kim Juhan, her ex-boyfriend, who she had broken up with a year ago.
“What…?”
‘Did I meet him yesterday? Did we accidentally bump into each other and talk without me remembering?’
No, it can’t be. I definitely drank just with Solhee. We left the wine bar, took separate taxis, and I remember everything up to opening the front door of my house. The memory cuts off right there.
Could it be…
Eunsu’s hands trembled as she unlocked her phone and checked the call log. She then screamed.
“Ah! What is this!” Just a few hours ago, specifically at 2:13 AM today, there was a record of a call with Juhan. Worse yet, she was the one who had called.
But what was even more terrifying was that the call lasted a whopping seven minutes, and she had absolutely no memory of it.
“I must be crazy…!”
Eunsu, who had by now knelt down, clutched her throbbing head with both hands, trying desperately to remember something.
‘Why did I call? What did I talk about on the phone?’
The only clue was the two sentences Juhan had left.
Thanks for saying that. Good night.
‘What did I say like that? What’s there to be thankful for? Wait, is that really a thank you, or is it sarcastic? And what about good night? Is it just something he said, or is he telling me to just go to sleep? I don’t understand anything!’
Eunsu, almost on the verge of tears, blamed Juhan unreasonably.
‘Ah, why would he answer a call from his ex-girlfriend at this hour! And even talk for 7 minutes!’
While she pondered how to handle the situation, her phone vibrated and rang loudly. Thinking it might be Juhan, Eunsu was startled, but then sighed in relief seeing it was someone else.
“Hello?”
― Hey, Eunsu. Can you talk right now?
It was her senior from university, Yoon Kiwoo. He was popular in college, known by everyone on campus, and even after graduating, he maintained an impressive network.
― I heard you quit the magazine job?
It had only been a week since she had left her job at the interior design magazine, and she had only just told her closest friend, Solhee, about it yesterday. She had no idea how he could know.
“How do you even find out about these things, senior?”
― I have my ways. Anyway, do you have a job lined up?
“Nope. Hook me up?”
― You think I’m a job center? How shameless can you be?
“Call it confidence. Anyway, you must have something for me if you’re calling, right?”
― As always, you.
Kiwoo chuckled and then got to the point.
― It’s not a full-time job, but could you help me out for a bit? It’ll be about 2 weeks to a month.
“What’s the job?”
It was work at the movie promotion company Kiwoo ran. Starting from a small office, he had recently moved to a larger space and needed help moving materials from the old office.
― They’re scattered haphazardly. I figured this is a good time to properly sort and organize everything.
After a brief explanation, Eunsu readily agreed. It sounded good – working alone in an empty office, leisurely sorting documents.
After hanging up, Eunsu got out of bed. The feeling of hopelessness she had momentarily forgotten during the call with Kiwoo came flooding back.
‘Considering the time, it wasn’t just a wrong call that was hung up. What did we talk about? What did I babble about, self?’
But even after taking a shower, ordering hangover soup on a delivery app, and scouring her phone for more clues, her mind remained hazy. She couldn’t dare to call back and ask.
‘What if he thinks it’s some trick if I really don’t remember?’
She glared at the message from Juhan for a long time, eventually giving up and pushing her phone far away.
‘Forget it. Whatever it was, let’s bury it. I won’t see him again anyway.’
But, as always,
the world wasn’t so easy-going.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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