Chun Sin-woo had just glared at the Association staff trying to ask him various questions, refusing to answer anything.
I remember fainting while responding to the retrieval team about the number and location of the bodies. It was unclear who had the gatestone…
“Oh, you’re awake?”
“Where’s Chun Sin-woo?”
A doctor entered just in time. Instead of responding, I asked something else.
“Huh?”
“Where is Chun Sin-woo?”
My task was clear after revisiting the situation. The doctor, wearing a troubled smile, chuckled.
“Well, even if you’re hospitalized under the guild leader’s name, it’s problematic to casually call him by name.”
“You don’t know, do you?”
I pulled out the IV needle stuck in my arm.
“Hey? Your body hasn’t recovered yet, doing something reckless like… Oh? You’re walking?”
I started walking.
People’s gazes fixated on me. Hospitalized patients, visitors, doctors, nurses – all eyes were on me.
“Hey! You shouldn’t be moving like that now! I’ll inform the guild leader, so Ha Young-ssi, Park Ha Young-ssi!”
I ignored the voice calling from behind.
There was only one goal from the start.
I passed through the corridor leading to the annex hospital on the second floor, ignoring the glances of other guild members. The elevator was too slow. I moved between floors using the stairs.
Arriving at the place, intuition told me Chun Sin-woo was behind this door.
Barging in, I found:
“Ah, ah! Hey! Moderately, moderately! Hic, don’t you know moderation?! If you had just cooperated from the start, it wouldn’t have, urgh. You bastard! Are you asking for it!”
“Still alive, huh. Should I put you back in the gate?”
Kali was screaming, and Chun Sin-woo looked indifferent.
“Hey, you.”
All eyes turned to us. Despite the attention, Chun Sin-woo didn’t look at me.
I walked towards him.
“……Already recovered? If not, you should rest more.”
Chun Sin-woo spoke while stepping on Kali. I grabbed his collar.
“……Wow.”
“That little lady is……?”
Breathing sounds were audible around me. My locked voice burst out of my mouth.
“You said you’d explain.”
“……You seem agitated, maybe you should calm down a bit.”
“Did you think I’d be satisfied with you just locking me up in the hospital without any explanation? Explain properly!”
“……Shina.”
“What are you, and what are you thinking to be doing all this around me!”
“…….”
Despite having his collar grabbed, Chun Sin-woo didn’t say a word. He simply gently lifted my hand off his collar and placed it down.
“Why……!”
My vision blurred like an afterimage, then cleared again. Tears unrelated to my will dripped down.
“Why…….”
Without saying anything.
“……Shina.”
“My name isn’t Shina.”
“I know, Park Ha Young. …It’s a temporary name registered with the association after losing your memory. But that’s not your real name, is it?”
“…….”
Chun Sin-woo smiled. At his smile, my body’s strength drained away.
Ha, haha. Really, there was one speculation I had abandoned, thinking it might be too far-fetched.
Really, maybe. Just maybe.
I stepped back a couple of steps, then stumbled over something. I fell backwards.
“……What should I have done?”
Chun Sin-woo, who had gotten up, extended his hand as if to help me up. I ignored it and got up on my own.
“What should I have done?”
Despite being ignored, Chun Sin-woo didn’t react much. He just continued to pat my head.
“What do you mean, what to do……!”
“I won’t hurt you.”
“…….”
I brushed off his hand, but Chun Sin-woo, with only his hand retracted, stood in place as if rooted. Intense emotions welled up in my throat.
I felt dizzy, unable to control myself.
“Just, explain properly…….”
My head was spinning. This wasn’t what I intended to say. I should’ve asked if he really was my family, if he really was my brother.
I had wished so, but now, I had given up on it.
I don’t know what more to say here.
“…….”
Chun Sin-woo patted my head again. I brushed his hand off once more.
His looking-down touch felt indifferent. The breathing around me was unusually silent.
“……I still don’t understand.”
Chun Sin-woo, with a bitter tone, stepped back a couple of steps.
“How I should’ve properly protected you.”
Suddenly, looking up, Chun Sin-woo’s expression had a faint sense of self-reproach.
“Was it really a romantic relationship between you two!”
“Shut up, can’t you read the mood?!”
An interrupting voice came from the side. Kali scolding Dan made a faint smile escape me.
Ah, what have I done.
My blurred vision, agitated by strong emotions, wavered with the tears that fell.
The emotions I couldn’t control were especially due to the dream I just had. I shouldn’t be angry at Chun Sin-woo.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
