"I told you, pack your bags and come in."
It was absurd. I definitely had to cancel my kindergarten registration.
It had been two days since I'd fled home with Jiyu. The doorbell rang, and I opened it, thinking it was a neighbor.
I never thought Choi Yeonjun would come here with his luggage packed in a jiffy.
"I never gave permission."
"Where is my room?"
"hey!.."
I bit my lip and glared at Choi Yeonjun. My head felt like it was going to explode. What the hell, you're acting like a father now?
Of course, I didn't even tell her that I was pregnant.
We were clearly broken up. We...
"Oh my! Oh my!!"
"..Yeah, Jiyu. Are you sleepy, Jiyu?"
I was completely exhausted when I met Choi Yeonjun
I had no choice but to use my strength again to hold Jiyu, who was whining and saying she was sleepy.
Choi Yeonjun, who had been quietly organizing his luggage, stared blankly at Jiyu's voice. Then, he took a few steps forward on his long legs and looked at her closely.
"..Why are you looking at Jiyu?"
"You're so pretty, Jiyu."
Seeing Choi Yeonjun at the unexpected remark, his expression was a mixture of excitement and wonder. Jiyu really does resemble Choi Yeonjun. I find it fascinating, but how much more so must Choi Yeonjun find it fascinating.
"Choi Yeonjun... It's been a while since I cleaned you up. What's wrong, really?"
"..Why are you like that?"
Why didn't you tell me? That's what I'm most curious about. I was speechless at Choi Yeonjun's words. That's... I didn't have the confidence to erase the child, and at the time, I couldn't forget Choi Yeonjun.
After giving birth to Jiyu, I realized that she was my child and she was so pretty.
I hate Choi Yeonjun for studying without knowing anything, but I also miss him.
I lived like that and when I came to my senses, I found myself as a mother to a two-year-old child.
Of course, raising Jiyu without a father was a challenge, both financially and physically. But I was doing a good job raising her on my own, and Choi Yeonjun, you weren't needed.
"Do you think we wouldn't have broken up if I told you I was pregnant back then?"
"Why can't I take responsibility?"
".. You were just a test taker. You idiot.. That was the hardest time."
"Ah, so you're saying that it was a kind of consideration?"
..Ah, why is he angry?
At one point, Choi Yeonjun was looking down at me with his hands on his hips. At what point did he get so angry?
"I'll put Jiyu to sleep first. Where is Jiyu's room?"
"What? How can you control Jiyu.."
That's right. Choi Yeonjun was a kindergarten teacher.
While I was dazed, Choi Yeonjun, who had been holding Jiyu lightly, began to pat her back in a familiar manner and put her to sleep.
"Is this your room?" Startled by the question, I absentmindedly pointed to the room where Jiyu and I were sleeping. Choi Yeonjun, who had entered the room, came out ten minutes later and sat down at the table.
"Honestly... after we broke up, I studied like crazy and passed."
"..okay"
"But this is too selfish, heroine. Financial issues, child-rearing issues. Wouldn't it have been better if we had shared the burden?"
"..."
"Why are you deciding and judging by yourself?"
"Sorry"
Yes. I avoided Choi Yeonjun because I was afraid of meeting him. I never imagined how Choi Yeonjun would feel after seeing me and my child, or rather, his child.
When I said I was sorry, Choi Yeonjun looked at me quietly and took my hand.
"..Meet me again."
"uh?.."
"Start over with me, as a married couple."
"Hey Choi Yeonjun..."
"I'm sorry I barged into your house without permission. I knew you wouldn't go if I asked you to come over to my house, so I did that."
"..."
Mr. Ha... I feel like crying. Choi Yeonjun, who was looking at my tearful eyes, carefully hugged me.
I missed you so much. This embrace, this scent.
After holding me like that for a while, Choi Yeonjun saw me calming down and asked me in a half-joking, half-serious tone.
"You don't have a boyfriend, do you?"
"..Is it there?"
It was a very, very peaceful day.
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