“Oops. Hey. Sorry!”
The kid swinging the umbrella rushed over in surprise, but Yeonwoo walked out of the corridor without any change in expression.
“What’s wrong with her.”
Even when she heard the familiar voice from behind, Yeonwoo’s expression remained unchanged.
It wasn’t until she reached the front of the building at the end of the corridor that she felt the pain in the shoulder area she had hit a while ago.
Perhaps it got bruised.
But it would be okay. It always turned out fine with time.
The rain continued endlessly. It seemed like there was a hole in the sky. Yeonwoo worried that her book would get wet.
She took off her navy jacket and wrapped it around her backpack. It was the very jacket that Jinsoo, her classmate, teased her for always wearing the same clothes.
She didn’t forget to sling the backpack from behind to the front.
At that moment, a familiar voice mixed with the sound of rain stretched out long towards Jinsoo standing behind Yeonwoo.
“Jinsoo! Our son, did you wait a lot?”
Far away, Jinsoo’s mom, holding a yellow umbrella, rushed forward in a single step.
Jinsoo complained, “Mom, why are you so late?” as he went under the umbrella resembling forsythia flowers.
Watching Jinsoo enter the umbrella, Yeonwoo walked in the rain.
She didn’t shed tears.
She realized that crying and throwing a tantrum wouldn’t change anything.
Yeonwoo walked and walked.
⭐️⭐️⭐️
A day passed, two days, three, four, time piled up, and Yeonwoo suddenly turned ten.
Since last year, a pretty older sister, who read books with her often, diligently visited this place.
At first, Yeonwoo found the sister somewhat annoying and bothersome.
Reading a book alone, she would subtly move her seat, and before she knew it, the sister would approach quietly and close the book.
“Why do you keep following me?”
Yeonwoo asked one day, and the pretty sister smiled and replied.
“I’m bored.”
That day, she sent a text to her uncle Sejun for the first time.
That sister is really strange.
Uncle Sejun is the only person Yeonwoo follows besides the couple who run the orphanage.
The reason Yeonwoo likes Sejun so much is that he doesn’t talk much.
His undemanding nature, not bothering people, suited Yeonwoo well.
Unable to endure the curiosity about Sejun, who hadn’t come here for a while, Yeonwoo finally sent a message, and a short reply came shortly after.
[Not a strange person.]In the gently blowing wind, Yeonwoo chuckled, a childish, unchildlike laughter.
She hadn’t sent a message for two years since he gave her his contact, and, as expected, Uncle Sejun was different.
“Wow! Our Yeonwoo sent a text to Uncle for the first time,” but there was no exaggerated reaction, just a responding answer to a question.
Next time, when she grows up, she wanted to meet someone like Uncle Sejun.
Glancing at her wristwatch, Yeonwoo closed the book she was reading, shook off the dust from her bottom, and stood up.
Every Wednesday, it’s the time for Yeonwoo to visit the director’s office.
Knock, knock. Yeonwoo cautiously knocked and entered. The director, wearing a friendly smile, welcomed Yeonwoo.
“Yeonwoo, came?”
“…Yes.”
“Is this so interesting?”
Yeonwoo silently nodded. The reason she came here every Wednesday was to watch the current affairs channel hosted by Woo Yeon.
She couldn’t watch this channel in the shared room with other kids.
While cleaning the director’s room, she happened to see the program hosted by Woo Yeon and found out that the pretty sister was a famous anchor.
Although she couldn’t fully understand all the difficult words, still, she enjoyed this time.
“Oh, Woo Anchor is really good. Isn’t that right, Yeonwoo?”
In response to the director’s story, Yeonwoo blushed, clasping her hands together.
She couldn’t quite grasp why she felt so embarrassed in that moment, but Yeonwoo realized something.
She hoped that the sister would come to see her again this weekend.
However, on that weekend and the next, Woo Yeon, unfortunately, didn’t come to meet Yeonwoo.
Yeonwoo was disappointed, but she didn’t share her feelings with anyone.
Two months later, on a rainy afternoon, the rain continued to fall.
Observing the drenched schoolyard, Yeonwoo, standing in the hallway, looked silently through the window at the cloudy sky.
The rainy season, which began today, was forecasted to last for over two weeks.
The last umbrella she chose had torn and malfunctioned, making it impossible to use.
Nevertheless, Yeonwoo didn’t discard the umbrella.
If the current homeroom teacher were to ask whether she had brought an umbrella, Yeonwoo intended to show the seemingly intact umbrella.
However, the teacher didn’t inquire. Unlike last year’s teacher, this year’s teacher showed no interest in Yeonwoo.
Yeonwoo often regretted not telling the previous homeroom teacher why she kept hitting Jinsoo every time.
When she thought about confessing now, the teacher had already transferred to another school.
Perhaps it was for the best.
Lifting her damp shoulders, Yeonwoo walked with a determined posture.
“Jinsoo!”
This year, Jinsoo’s mom, who became the same classmate’s mom, came to pick him up. Jinsoo waved to Yeonwoo.
“Yeonwoo, see you tomorrow!”
After contemplating whether to shake hands with Jinsoo too, Yeonwoo changed her mind and just nodded lightly.
The rain continued to drizzle.
Yeonwoo couldn’t bring herself to open the umbrella she held in her hand.
If she had known it would rain like this, she should have stayed a bit longer in the classroom and then come out slowly.
There are too many eyes watching now.
It was at that moment when she was thinking that she should have stayed in the classroom a bit longer, that the voice came.
“Jung Yeonwoo.”
Even against the refreshing sound of rain, the voice was sharp, clear, and unmistakable.
As raindrops touched the tip of her toes, Yeonwoo took a step back. Clenching her fist tightly to hide her tense feelings, she raised her head.
When she looked up, the most elegant Yeon was standing there in a pristine white dress.
“Jung Yeonwoo, come here.”
“…”
“Aren’t you coming?”
With warm eyes, she asked Yeonwoo. Yeonwoo slowly unfolded her tightly clenched fists.
“I-I’m coming!”
Under Yeon’s umbrella, Yeonwoo ran towards her in a single step.
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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