The sound of the door closing heavily echoed through the wide corridor.
Barely having taken off her coat, Kang, standing in front of the bathroom, seemed extremely bothered by this moment.
Her trembling hand grasping the doorknob, and the legs barely holding her up looked shaky.
“Can you wash yourself?”
“…….”
“If it’s difficult, I can join you.”
“I’m not that bad.”
Having stood up straight, she gave a short answer, then disappeared into the bathroom.
San crossed one leg while leaning on the sofa in the living room, where even the lights weren’t on.
Then, resting his chin, he sat slanted and quietly waited for Kang.
The inside was dark and the wide house was quiet.
However, his hearing, which was much more developed than a human’s, even caught the faint sound of water falling from the shower.
Shhhhh
It was a sound that made you listen as if you were appreciating sweet music.
After a while, she revealed herself.
Wet hair was clinging to the transparent neck, which was so clear that the blue veins were fully visible.
He silently watched Kang dry her hair.
Then their eyes met.
“Come closer.”
At her gesture, San obediently responded.
Kang, half burying her face in the pillow and peeping out only her eyes, reached out first to hold San’s hand.
Whether she was still tense, she kept adjusting her hand.
“I can’t sleep.”
“Why?”
“I think I’ll have a scary dream.”
“You’ve always had them. You’ll have one today too.”
“That’s not what I mean.”
“…….”
“I’m just saying I feel anxious.”
She knows that thanks to him eating her nightmares, she’s not wandering in a terrible dream.
It’s not that she no longer dreams, she’s already heard that it has the same effect as her memories flying away.
But today, for some reason, she felt like she was going to be tormented by a very cruel nightmare.
No. She might be scared that reality could be worse than a nightmare.
Because it’s not all illusion.
Listening to her, San lowered his upper body a little. Then, stroking her soft hair, he answered.
“I’m here, what’s there to worry about.”
“That’s true, but.”
“Are you worried I might make a mistake?”
“…….”
“That you might face a horrible scene in your dream?”
With a slow voice, he laughed silently.
“That won’t happen.”
She felt her mind calming down little by little at the comfort that she would feel better when she woke up from a good sleep.
But Kang kept asking questions until she fell asleep to erase the remaining anxiety.
“But didn’t you drink alcohol earlier?”
“I just had it, didn’t drink.”
“Can monsters get drunk?”
“Drunk. There are monsters who enjoy that.”
“I see. Interesting……”
She was getting sleepy, her eyelids slowly closed and opened once.
“Kang.”
The voice calling her name was ticklish.
“How much can you drink?”
“I don’t know.”
“Why don’t you know?”
“Because I’ve never drunk enough to get drunk.”
A snickering sound flowed at the returning answer.
“So next time with me…”
Drink.
Before Kang could finish her words, she slowly closed her eyes.
San gently stared at her sleeping face, slowly raising his hand to stroke her cheek.
As the nightmare manifested, a faint violet smokelike substance gushed out from Kang’s whole body and flowed towards him.
The terrorstricken white face on his return came to mind.
Kang’s dreams after such a terrible day were more splendid than ever.
Just like the alcohol that matures as the days go by.
The flavor deepened day by day, and the satisfaction was frighteningly high.
It was incomparable to the nightmares that were picked up to satisfy the occasional hunger.
Who could it be?
Those who planted unhappiness in her life and created such a rare nightmare.
But what was certain was that it wasn’t something that could be made in a short period of time, and it wasn’t a level that one or two dream demons could produce.
How many dream demons passed through and disappeared from Kang’s life for just one Seo Kang, and also put in the effort?
He thought it wouldn’t be bad to ignore it for the quality of the nightmare, as long as it wasn’t threatening.
Having swallowed the nightmare to his fill, he stroked the pale cheek of the girl.
“Poor Seo Kang.”
When Kang promised to harvest her unhappiness, she must have thought that his outstretched hand was salvation.
But did you know that it was nothing more than another constraint?
You probably expected it.
At that time, Seo Kang was desperate enough to dive in even if it was a crazy thing to do, as there seemed to be no hope unless it was him.
“So even if you go back to that time, you would have made the same choice.”
Because the only answer for you is me.
He, who had been quietly smiling, deeply kissed the back of her white hand.
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When Kang woke up from sleep, it was when a dusky blue light was just beginning to dye the sky.
She had slept so deep that her worries seemed unfounded.
Lying sideways on the bed, her gaze blinking at her own hand.
More precisely, the large hand of the man covering the back of her hand.
“Didn’t you go?”
At Kang’s voice, San, who had been lying down holding her hand, slowly raised his upper body.
“You told me to stay by your side.”
“Even so, isn’t it hard to do that for several hours?”
Seeing the worried Kang, he asked.
“Why. Does it bother you?”
“……I’m sorry, that’s why.”
At her words, San leaned on his elbow on the mat, propping up his chin.
Then, he casually suggested with a smile around the room.
“How about giving up the next seat then?”
It was a joke, but Kang had a more sober face than expected.
No.
It seemed like she was seriously considering something.
A moment of silence flowed.
Soon, she nodded in agreement and said.
“That sounds like a good idea.”
……What?
The response that completely missed the mark came back.
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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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