“No, even if it was just for a short while, leaving a sleeping child alone in the car was wrong. But between that time, who could have known that such a thing would happen? Mr. Kim must have been very surprised too.”
“Yeah, the person who kidnapped a child left alone in the car was the one at fault. I don’t blame Mr. Kim either.”
“Yeah, the person who kidnapped the child alone in the car was the one at fault. I don’t blame Mr. Kim either.”
There was a noticeable tension in Seonwoo’s hand, which was resting on Eunjae’s knee. Eunjae firmly held onto his hand.
“It’s been such a long time, and maybe because it was such a traumatic event, parts of the memory are still fuzzy. So, the recollection itself is difficult. Facing the fearful moment continuously was too much for me at such a young age.”
“So, the culprit… were they caught…?”
As Eunjae anxiously asked, a lump of dry saliva went down his throat.
“He confessed. It was his first offense, and he was scared of getting caught. He locked me in a big box and ran away.”
Fortunately, the kidnapper was caught? Seonwoo smiled at Eunjae as if to say it was no big deal.
Despite the fact that the culprit was caught, his parents, who had been agonizing over the incident, wanted to bury it as soon as possible. They said the incident was hushed up quietly, as if it never happened.
Since that incident, the entire house felt dark. It was a vast and lonely castle, where there was darkness and no laughter or casual conversations.
Because of one incident, because of one person.
He blamed himself for everything like that. Only ten years old.
“From then on, the touch of someone’s hand was too frightening and difficult for me. When someone else’s hand touched me, the unpleasant touch of that day, that feeling, kept coming back to me. It was dreadful, as if the incident were happening again right before my eyes.”
“…”
“I was so scared of being seen like that, so I didn’t move inside the house. I didn’t want anyone to know that I was in pain. I tried desperately to endure it. I wanted to believe I was okay, that I could endure it.”
He started Taekwondo around that time. He thought he should be able to protect himself.
And because he didn’t want to see someone sad because of him anymore.
“It would have been good if I had honestly said I was in pain… Your parents would have hoped for that too.”
“My mother had a hard time. Even though she didn’t say it, she probably still holds it in her heart. Whenever something happens to me, she probably still thinks it’s all her fault.”
Only now did Eunjae understand why his mother couldn’t easily bring up his story.
How must his mother have felt watching him in pain? How difficult a time must she have had, blaming herself for not noticing.
It was an emotion that could not be measured. A parent’s heart is always like that.
“With that appearance of enduring and not showing, everyone probably thought I was okay. The house, which had been quiet for several years, gradually regained its vitality. I couldn’t show it any more.”
I couldn’t heal anywhere, so I just cut off everything, and the wounds that were already festering were left untreated and gradually decayed.
Not wanting to make his family sadder, he made an effort to act fine, but the trauma lingered, becoming a part of him that no one could touch.
“So, in the end, it turned out like this, where no one can touch me.”
Seonwoo, who had been turning a three-leaf clover all along, looked into Eunjae’s eyes. Who could tell such a story with such a bright smile?
It hurt. It was heartbreaking.
Behind that smile hid his pain, so deep that one dared not look into it.
“After this happened, daily life became even more challenging. Due to delayed treatment, I didn’t listen to the medication well, and I became more sensitive, even my personality changed. I thought I was such a fool. That was when I became obsessed with hospitals.”
“…”
“A guy who no one can touch became a doctor. Grandfather said I would never become a doctor. I studied desperately in the United States for several years because I didn’t want to be disturbed by anyone. I wanted to prove that Grandfather was wrong.”
So, after taking the medical college entrance exam and turning 17, he entered medical school.
The title of the youngest professor at Yeonrim was obtained through his bloody efforts.
“So, Yeonrim became my goal and everything in my life. If I couldn’t achieve this, I thought the value of my existence would disappear.”
Only then did he realize. What that hospital meant to him.
For such a long time, he fought alone. Lonely, desolate.
“I started dreaming like this from that time on. The incident repeated in my dreams. Every time I dreamt, it took on a different form, a different appearance.”
Every time Eunjae dreamed that dream, he recalled Seonwoo’s face, which seemed to be in pain.
Your appearance, suffering every time you dreamed that dream.
If it were true that he could feel comfortable with just one touch of my hand,
If I could make you hurt even a little less, I would be so happy.
“Seonwoo, can I hug you?”
Seonwoo, who was biting on the three-leaf clover, chuckled.
“What are you saying?”
“I want to hug you.”
“Well, sure. Go ahead.”
Seonwoo rose as if he were taking pity on him. Eunjae, nestled against his broad chest, tried to hide his reddening eyes.
“If I hold your hand, will that nightmare be okay? Is that not a lie?”
“I must have lived deceived.”
“I’ll heal everything. I’ll make everything better.”
Smiling, Seonwoo lay back on the mat. As Eunjae, who had faced it together with him, sat up, Seonwoo lifted him and placed him on his stomach.
“I’m fine now.”
Then, if you hold my hand forever, it’s enough.
“Am I the only cure?”
“…….,”
Pausing for a moment at Eunjae’s question, he pondered his words.
“What’s with this reaction?”
“Actually, there was one more besides you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, it was a girl who looked like an elementary school student.”
“A girl? You liar. When did you say it was only me!”
Seonwoo, holding Eunjae’s wrist, which lightly tapped on his chest, pulled her in, embracing her and kissing her lips.
“Regret it?”
“No.”
His lips, drawing a deep breath, captured her lips, which seemed to flow with red juice.
The short kiss went back and forth countless times, gazing at each other’s faces as if they were making a promise.
As if only the two of them existed in the world, as if the end were imminent.
The white rabbit-foot clover flowers surrounding them swayed in the wind.
Perhaps if there is heaven, it would be a place like this.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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