Traveling back in time to take care of Sung Deok-sun

Chapter 132 A Rainstorm, A Romance Between Two People

"Feelings? Do you really have them?"

"do you have?"

"You're such a cold-hearted girl, you have no humanity at all, I really..."

"This is the first time I've ever seen this!"

Park Jong-hoon looked at Bora with a cold expression.

"okay."

"I feel like I'm suffocating in my relationship with you."

"What kind of girlfriend are you?"

"I feel like I'm dealing with a block of ice!"

"If you don't change your bad temper, you won't be able to get along with anyone, understand?"

Park Jong-hoon's face no longer showed any of the apology he had shown when he first asked for forgiveness; instead, it was full of blame and resentment towards Bora.

That smug expression made it seem as if Paula was the one who had hurt him.

"You! As a woman, you are absolutely terrible."

His last casual remark brought tears to Paula's eyes, but she still stared intently at him.

It was as if they were finally seeing the true face of the person they had once given their heart to.

Seeing Bora's expression, Park Jong-hoon picked up his bag and left.

He's the one who hurt Paula.

It was he who begged Paula for forgiveness.

He's the one who likes Paula.

He was also the one who disliked Paula.

Paula listened to his nonchalant apology, his indifferent self-deprecation, his angry accusations, and even his final, dismissive assessment of her.

She was called "a terrible woman".

The terrible woman never intentionally hurt him, never scolded him, and even when she was hurt, she would just stay at home and lick her wounds alone.

As the eldest daughter in the family, Paula has always been described by her parents as mature, steady, and sensible.

Like an adult, he doesn't joke with his parents and disciplines his younger siblings.

When I'm out in the world, I'll never bother others with anything I can do myself.

Paula, who has been "sensible" for too long, doesn't know how to express her passionate feelings; all she shows on the outside is a cold, aloof exterior.

How can someone who only wants her body understand her heart?

Park Jong-hoon left, and Bora didn't want to hold on any longer.

He slid straight down onto the street steps, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh, making his fingers turn white.

Paula sobbed uncontrollably, feeling that all her efforts in this relationship had become a joke, thrown onto her broken body by Park Jong-hoon's words.

Perhaps the sky was crying too, as raindrops larger than tears soaked Paula's hair.

Rainwater streamed down her hair and onto her face, mingling with her tears.

Until this moment, I felt the pain in my body and the lump in my throat.

Paula finally broke down in tears.

The more outwardly strong a person appears, the softer their heart often is...

Paula doesn't understand why she's being treated this way by the man she once loved and her best friend.

She didn't understand why they would make all sorts of excuses to justify themselves after doing something wrong to her.

All she knew was that they had hurt her recklessly, and she didn't want to hear their excuses or forgive anyone; she just wanted to get away from them...

Paula was crying in the rain when a black umbrella slowly covered her.

Sunwoo, who saw and heard everything, held up an umbrella to shield Bora from the rain.

Paula's sad tears slid down her cheeks and fell into the rain.

Sunwoo, holding an umbrella, shed tears that fell into his heart.

Looking at Paula, who was choking back tears and clenching her fists tightly.

Sunwoo couldn't help but twitch his nose. He forced himself to calm down and took a deep breath.

"Sigh~ That guy really doesn't understand his sister." Sunwoo held up his umbrella and looked out into the rain, not at Bora. He knew that the strong Bora didn't like others seeing her vulnerable side.

“That’s enough,” Paula said, her voice choked with emotion.

"My sister is a very warm person..."

"Sister, she's a good person..."

Sunwoo was not interrupted by Bora's attempt to stop him.

Sunwoo had witnessed this scene in the rain two years ago.

However, back then...

It was he who was crying...

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Sunwoo's Memories:

Two years ago, in winter, was Sunwoo's father's funeral.

Workers carried wreaths adorned with elegiac couplets along the road.

Paula, dressed in black, walked towards the entrance of the funeral hall.

"Oh! Bora's here." Kim Sung-kyun put away the lighter he had just lit for Sung Dong-il.

Chen Dongri stumbled, nearly straining his back while smoking.

"Hello." Paula bowed politely to the two elders.

"Hurry up and go inside, your mom and the others are inside," Sung Dong-il said to Paula.

"Okay." Paula nodded to the three of them and walked inside.

After walking a few steps, Paula slowed down. Looking at Sunwoo sitting alone outside, Paula turned around and walked towards him.

"If you're feeling down, just cry it out."

Sunwoo held back his tears, raised his head, and looked at Bora with his red and swollen eyes.

"Don't hold it in, just cry," Bora said, sitting down close to Sunwoo. "It's time to cry, Sunwoo~"

Sunwoo's sobs grew louder as he clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh, turning white from the pressure.

With Bora's comforting words, Sunwoo finally couldn't hold back his emotions any longer.

Seeing that Sunwoo's sobs were getting louder, Bora turned around and hugged him, gently stroking his back.

Unable to hold back any longer, Sunwoo burst into tears.

His tears fell onto Paula's shoulder, but Paula continued to pat his back.

"Sunwoo, it's raining, let's go inside." Bora looked at Sunwoo's tightly clenched, pale hand, and used her own hand to pry open Sunwoo's palm and hold his hand.

"Sunwoo, look at the sky, it's really raining."

"Go inside, I really hate getting wet in the rain."

Paula smiled gently and looked at Sunwoo.

"Sister, why are your hands so cold?" Sunwoo asked like a child as he cried.

Paula seemed to have thought of something and looked at Sunwoo with a smile.

"That's because my heart feels warm~"

"A person with a warm heart will have cold hands."

Paula jokingly comforted Sunwoo, took his hand tightly, and helped him to his feet.

"Let's go, it's raining." Bora led the crying Sunwoo away from the bench on the street.

A downpour soon followed, soaking the stool and washing away Sunwoo's tears...

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"coffee"

At the shop entrance, Paula sat listlessly under the awning outside the store, quietly watching the torrential rain pouring down on the street.

He was simply wearing one of Sunwoo's clothes and holding a cup of hot coffee.

After handing it to Bora, Sunwoo sat down uneasily next to her.

"And yours?" Paula asked, regaining some composure.

"I only have 100 yuan..." Sunwoo said somewhat awkwardly, rubbing his hands on his pants.

“Um… Sunwoo…” Bora began hesitantly.

"I absolutely won't tell anyone else!" Sunwoo answered as if he knew what she was going to say.

"Heh~ Do you know how to read minds?" Paula rarely showed any emotion and made a sarcastic remark.

“Because I pay close attention to you.” Sunwoo looked at Bora and smiled.

“Hey! I’m not in the mood for that right now.” Bora interrupted Sunwoo’s confession-like words.

Sunwoo pursed his lips, looked down at the rain, and rubbed his hands to ease the awkwardness.

"But what happened to your hand?" Paula sensed Sunwoo's unease, and as she looked down, she saw several bright red wounds on his palm.

"Oh, I fell down," Sunwoo mumbled.

"Aigoo~ Look at what you've done, so reckless!" After crying her heart out and being seen by Sunwoo, Bora temporarily felt relieved, and her words even sounded somewhat like her mother's.

After taking a sip of coffee, Paula grabbed Sunwoo's hand and looked him up and down.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Paula asked, looking at her hand.

Sunwoo didn't answer. He stared blankly at the scene that resembled his memory. As if possessed, Sunwoo leaned in and gently kissed Bora's cheek.

"I...I'm leaving now..." Sunwoo, who had just realized what was happening, looked at Bora's stunned expression and was filled with fear. After saying that, he ran back into the rain.

Paula remained rooted to the spot, glancing at Sunwoo's figure in the rain. Coming to her senses, she nervously took a sip of her warm coffee, her expression complex as she looked ahead.

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