Three years ago, she cruelly severed every tie between them.
No matter how he knelt beneath the dormitory building in the rain, soaked through as he called out to her again and again, she refused to see him.
Three years later, a ridiculous blind date brought them together again without warning.
The once-gentle boy had become a cool, dignified surgeon at the city hospital.
He sat across from her in a cafe, his eyes roiling with three years of undiminished hatred.
“Teacher Su, I hear you're looking for a mature man to marry?”
“Does your ex, the one you heartlessly dumped three years ago, count?”
She only wanted to make a graceful exit and leave things on good terms,
but fate insisted on keeping them entangled.
The person in charge of their kindergarten children's health-week project was, of all people, him.
He wore the watch she had given him back then and remembered every intimate moment they had shared.
He hid behind a cold facade, drew close to her in the name of revenge, and obsessively kept her by his side.
At their first meeting after the reunion,
he thought he ought to hate her. After all, she had hurt him deeply back then. But whenever he saw her, he couldn't help moving closer.
They were awkward, bittersweet, and caught in an ambiguous tension.
Only when he learned the truth behind her breakup all those years ago did he realize that she had been having a terrible time, too.
Later, he laid aside all his defenses, his eyes red as he choked out humbly, “Sis, I never hated you...”
After that, he turned into a beast, eager to torment her day and night.
“Wife, don't you think your little brother is irresistible now? Hmm?”
