The sound of snow falling could be heard.
Even though it was a sound that might go unnoticed,
the distinct sound of snowflakes falling and piling up resonated clearly in Seolwon’s ears.
Suddenly, with a feeling as if the tips of her toes were freezing, Seolwon slowly opened her eyes.
It was a winter morning.
Looking out the window, she saw hailstones falling gracefully,
revealing a pristine winter landscape.
On the garden’s accumulated white snow, there were already cute, distinct footprints.
Next to them were, of course, sturdy footprints, forming a set.
The protagonists of these footprints were undoubtedly Seolwon’s two most loved ones.
“Oh? Mom!”
Wooju, who spotted Seolwon beyond the curtain on the second floor, greeted her warmly, waving her hands.
Already having rolled around in the snowy field, Wooju had become a small snowman.
Soon, following Wooju’s gaze, Chaeha’s eyes turned towards Seolwon.
In a different sense, he had become a snowman, probably having been on the receiving end of a one-sided snow fight with Wooju.
A gentle smile graced Seolwon’s lips at the fairy-tale-like scene.
While gazing warmly at her, Chaeha gestured.
“Come down to the living room and enjoy the view.
We’re about to start part two.”
“Alright, I’ll come down.”
“Yeah! Mom, Dad, and I are going to make twin snowmen!”
Wooju’s cheeks, beaming with a wide smile, were flushed.
And within that flush, there was an expectation for the imminent arrival of the twin siblings.
Seolwon, still with a smile, gently caressed her now noticeably bulging belly.
Time was truly passing quickly, and before she knew it, she was seven months pregnant.
Surprisingly, Chaeha’s premonition had proven accurate.
The golden apricots he embraced heralded the birth of twin daughters.
Since discovering that her younger siblings were twins, Wooju had been shining her eyes on her mom’s belly as if looking through binoculars.
The same was true for Chaeha.
Due to the persistent attention from the wealthy family, Seolwon had to constantly struggle to divert their interest.
Even without looking, it was clear that being a fool for her siblings and daughter was a given.
Perhaps because it was just after waking up, it was a bit chilly, so Seolwon descended to the lower floor, rubbing her hands together.
Beyond the wide living room window, the figures of the two could be seen vividly, like a framed picture.
Although it had snowed a few times since the beginning of winter, this was the first time it snowed so heavily.
Thanks to this, the garden had truly become a snowy field.
Gazing at the beautiful winter scenery, Seolwon cautiously went to the spot Chaeha had set up.
Lately, he woke up early every morning, like a watchdog, checking her every move.
Everything was always prepared before she even thought of searching for it.
Water to drink, a chair to sit on, clothes to wear…
Thinking he might even follow her to the bathroom, Seolwon barely managed to dissuade him.
But not disliking the preparations made just for her, Seolwon contentedly blew on the warmed-up cup.
Then she turned her gaze back to the window.
“Dad! It’s way too big compared to Wooju~.”
“Is that so?”
“Twins should look the same. So, the twin snowmen should be the same height!”
“Hmm. Alright. Let me make them a bit shorter.”
Watching the wealthy man earnestly making a snowman, warmth unexpectedly spread to the tips of Seolwon’s toes.
As a backdrop to their laughter, Seolwon picked up the knitting tools on the table.
For the twin daughters who would be born soon, she was clumsily knitting socks.
Chaeha was delighted by the news of having a daughter, but Seolwon was also secretly thrilled.
Because she had always thought it would be nice for Wooju to have a younger sister.
Even the nickname for them, Tuntu and Ssukssuk, was personally coined by the excited older brother.
“Mom! We’ve finished making the snowmen for our sisters!”
Engrossed in knitting, Seolwon heard Wooju knocking on the living room window.
Two adorable snowmen were standing side by side there.
“This one is Tuntu, and this one is Ssukssuk~ Do they look the same?”
“Yeah. You’ve made them really well.”
Praising Wooju, Seolwon joyfully raised her small shoulders.
Although the red nose was as cute as baby Rudolph’s, she gestured for Chaeha to come in as she was concerned about the cold.
Feeling the cold, the wealthy man easily entered the house, brushing the snow off.
Despite clearly bringing in the chill, the surroundings instantly felt warm.
“Our son, seeing his skill in making snowmen, it’s extraordinary. Not just ordinary artistic sense… Could he become an excellent sculptor in the future?”
“You really…”
Smiling through the repeated and never-tiring compliments, Seolwon brushed off the snow clinging to Wooju’s forehead.
Then she offered the prepared hot cocoa.
Sipping on cocoa, Wooju stuck close to Seolwon, watching her knitting.
One pair was almost complete.
“Huh? Mom, why are the sister’s feet so tiny?”
Wooju giggled, closely inspecting the socks connected to the bundled yarn.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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