“Oh, this? This is a spell I made.”
“You made it?”
“Yes. When I was seven, I came to a Korean hospital to do volunteer work. At that time, I met a guy on the emergency stairs…”
Hesitation. Su Ah’s fastflowing words came to a halt.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I’ve been talking nonsense.”
This terrible habit of not distinguishing between what should and shouldn’t be said whenever someone showed interest. It came out again.
“It’s okay.”
“Huh?”
“You can continue the story.”
The secret spell and the emergency stairs.
To Ha Joon, her words seemed like pieces of a puzzle.
Small puzzle pieces that would complete the unfinished puzzle that was Su Ah.
“It’s not a particularly interesting story, though.”
“……”
Does he like listening to others’ stories? It didn’t seem like it.
Seeing the curiosity in Ha Joon’s eyes, Su Ah reluctantly continued the story.
“When I was seven, I followed my parents to do volunteer work and met a guy crying on the emergency stairs.”
“……”
“I felt so sad seeing him that I wanted to do something for him. That’s when I came up with this secret spell. I was really into cartoons about magic and spells at the time.”
Ah. So it was just a madeup spell.
A short, hollow laugh escaped him at the unexpected anticlimax.
“But doesn’t this childishness seem to work subtly? Look, you’re smiling right now.”
Hearing her words, Ha Joon realized he was smiling.
“By any chance, is your name…”
He quickly hid the smile on his lips and asked.
Her name, the final piece of the puzzle.
“Ah! I just realized I was so out of it that day, I didn’t even tell you my name. I’m Su Ah Lee.”
Su Ah Lee. Su Ah Lee.
Her name echoed and lingered in his ears.
The puzzle was completed, and only then could Ha Joon understand.
Why he couldn’t shake off the hand she held in the mountains.
Why he couldn’t avoid the woman lying next to him.
He had found her. Su Ah Lee.
20 years ago.
In a ramshackle shack that looked as if it could collapse at any moment.
There lived Ha Joon, his mother Sun Hye, and his father Hyun Chul.
“Bring the alcohol! Alcohol!”
Hyun Chul invariably came home drunk.
Was that not enough for him?
After coming home, he would shout for more alcohol, and soon, he began to throw anything he could grab.
The few remaining household items flew through the air and crashed to the floor.
Among the shattered household items, Sun Hye held Ha Joon in her arms, fearing he might get hurt, and endured the painful times.
“Why did you have a child for no reason and make me suffer!! Get rid of him right now! Take him to an orphanage or wherever!”
Even though it was clear he was his own child, Hyun Chul had never accepted Ha Joon’s existence in ten years.
Around the time she was getting exhausted from the repeated violence and abuse.
Sun Hye, who was watching a drunken Hyun Chul fall asleep, quietly took Ha Joon’s hand and stepped out the door.
A desolate alleyway without a single streetlight.
Sun Hye placed a small pouch she was holding into Ha Joon’s palm.
“What’s this?”
When he opened the pouch, there was a gold ring inside.
“The day when Ha Joon becomes a fine adult and finds someone he wants to protect. I was going to give it to you then.”
Struggling to hold back her tears, Sun Hye forced a smile.
“When you find someone you truly love, will you give it to her on my behalf?”
On her behalf.
In fact, Sun Hye already knew.
That she wouldn’t be able to watch her young son grow up.
A few days later, as she had anticipated, Sun Hye left Ha Joon’s side.
Without being able to close her eyes properly, worried about her young son.
The funeral of his mother, who was everything to him.
“……”
Ha Joon stared blankly at the empty frame.
The lonely frame of his mother, devoid of even a single photo.
Not a single tear fell from the eyes of the child who had lost his world while the funeral was being held.
It wasn’t that he wasn’t sad. He was just afraid that his mother’s last image would blur with the flowing tears.
Ha Joon held back his tears, biting his lips hard enough to draw blood.
Then, sitting there, lost in thought, fiddling with the ring deeply hidden in his pocket.
“Kim Ha Joon!! Where are you?”
Hyun Chul, who had been missing for a while, ran into the funeral hall without even taking off his shoes.
“Ah, father.”
“Follow me!”
Hyun Chul roughly grabbed Ha Joon, who was trembling at his sight, and dragged him out of the funeral hall.
“Father! Why are you doing this? Father!”
“Stop talking and follow me!”
One of the rumors circulating in the gambling house was that he had done a bone marrow transplant for a conglomerate chairman and received a huge amount of money.
Hyun Chul had taken Ha Joon to get a bone marrow test.
But what kind of cruel twist of fate was this? The day Sun Hye left this world.
The news that Ha Joon’s bone marrow matched with the bone marrow of the sick son of a conglomerate was delivered to Hyun Chul.
Ha Joon, who hadn’t yet sent his mother off, clung to his father, crying out.
“Father, I don’t want to go. I want to stay with mom.”
Despite Ha Joon’s desperate tears, there was only one response.
“The thing in your body, the bone marrow or whatever, turns into money. They say if you give just that, they’ll give us a lot of money at once. Can’t you do that for your father?”
The moment when the entity that had been rejected for ten years became a son.
The garbagelike father sold his son in an instant.
Hyun Chul left, and Ha Joon was abandoned in the hospital.
All a deserted tenyearold boy could do was sit on the stairs of the hospital emergency exit and shed tears.
“Brother! Are you crying?”
Ha Joon’s head turned toward the sound.
A girl was sitting next to him, looking at him.
The girl’s eyes were shining like the stars in the night sky.
“Are you okay, brother? Are you scared? Should I stay with you?”
Can words have body heat?
The words of the girl he met for the first time were warm, and his frozen heart seemed to melt.
“Should I teach you a secret spell? Give me your hand.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the girl unhesitatingly grabbed Ha Joon’s hand and pulled him towards her.
“I’m only teaching this to you.”
The girl slowly drew a circle on Ha Joon’s palm.
At the first sensation, Ha Joon’s hand flinched.
The girl paused for a moment, then started drawing again.
“Draw a circle like this and say this spell in your heart. It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay. Then it will really be okay.”
Ha Joon’s gaze followed the girl’s finger.
“Oh right! My name is Su Ah. Lee Su Ah. Let’s meet again tomorrow. No, let’s meet every single day.”
Su Ah, who had followed her parents who came to do volunteer work, truly visited every single day, as if she was determined to keep her promise.
“Ha Joon brother. I’ll put you to sleep.”
Some days, she lay next to him, soothing him to sleep, only to fall asleep first herself,
“Don’t hurt our Ha Joon brother!”
Some days, she yelled and got angry at the nurse who came to draw blood,
“To prevent bad dreams, I’ll protect Ha Joon brother.”
Some days, she put up stickers with strange drawings all over the bed to prevent him from having nightmares.
In this way, Su Ah continued to visit Ha Joon until the day he was discharged, and thanks to her, Ha Joon was able to endure his hospital life, which was like hell.
Although they couldn’t meet again after his discharge, he could never forget the name Lee Su Ah and the secret spell.
It was the moment when the wish he had been making for 20 years came true.
The desperate wish to find her again, even if by chance.
Since my wish had come true, there was only one thing I had to do.
Never let go of this hand I’m holding now.
A smile flowed from Ha Joon’s lips.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
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At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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