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He doesn’t remember the fall. Only the hands that caught him.
A house by the sea, set a little apart from the world, rocked by the salty wind and the murmur of the waves.
Jongwoo wakes up there one morning, his body heavy, his ankle broken, his memories lost in a fog he doesn’t understand.
He doesn’t know how he got here. He’s not sure he even wants to know.
There’s a man with careful hands and a patient smile, who speaks to him gently, gives him his medicine, helps him walk. He says his name is Moonjo. He says he’s here for him.
Outside, the neighbors are quiet. Inside, the walls hold their breath. And with each passing day, Jongwoo forgets how to be afraid.
Maybe he’s getting better.
Maybe he’s not healing at all.
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« He wanted a normal life, but he chose hell because at least there, he existed. »
In a home where emotions are forbidden, he grows up in silence — obedient, invisible, exactly who he’s supposed to be.
His mother dreams of a perfect future for him: a sweet wife, a stable home, a quiet life.
But he’s suffocating.Then he meets a man — twice his age, broken, dangerous, magnetic.
They should never have crossed paths. But they do.One was raised to fear mistakes.
The other lives by making them.Their bond is intense, toxic, irresistible.
For the first time, he feels something — even if it hurts, even if it destroys.
And slowly, he stops being who he was taught to be…
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It’s a sick flower. Not wilted yet, but tired.
It hides it well, no one sees the spots on its roots. It waits for rain, for sun, for a cure, anything that might save it.
One day, something comes. A soft warmth, a light that seems made just for it. The flower lifts its head, its colors return a little. It looks like it’s healing. But the sickness is still there, deep and unseen. It wasn’t a cure, only a moment of relief.Where Jongwoo is sick and Moonjo tries to be the cure.
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— I want you to get a divorce.
A suffocating silence fell over the room. The kind that makes your ears ring. Moonjo blinked slowly, as if taking the hit.
— It’s not that simple, he breathed.
— It is. It is simple if you love me. Otherwise, you just want to fuck a younger guy in your free time. And in that case, I’m the one walking away.
Adultery is a coward’s sin. By day, he was a model dentist, married for eight years to a brilliant woman in finance, the picture of a perfect couple. But at night, in the shadows of a bar, everything unraveled. There, a 22-year-old boy named Yoon Jongwoo, an aspiring writer, was slowly slipping into a trap.
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— A shared youth, a single love born in innocence, a beginning still untouched by the world… then the end of a shattered adolescence, marking two boys forced to grow up far too soon.
where Jongwoo and Moonjo meet in childhood, grow up together, and have children despite many complications.
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He returned when Jongwoo needed him most—the same handsome Korean soldier who had once sought hid in his home, who Jongwoo had aided in secret. And now he came to repay that debt, a promise that would bind him forever.
During the Japanese colonization (1910s-1940s), despite all of that sorrow and grief, A cold soldier found hope; and he didn’t know hope could be that beautiful and delicate.
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30 Sep 2025
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Он не помнил падения. Только ощущение рук, подхвативших его.
Дом стоял у самого моря, в стороне от шумного мира, покачиваясь под напев солёного ветра и шёпот прибоя.
Однажды утром Чон У очнулся здесь — тело казалось чужим и тяжёлым, лодыжка была сломана, а воспоминания растаяли, словно морской туман, который он не мог разглядеть.
Он не знал, как попал в это место. И не был уверен, что хочет это выяснить.
Рядом с ним был мужчина с бережными движениями и терпеливой улыбкой. Он говорил тихо, подавал лекарства, помогал вставать. Представился Мун Чжо. Сказал, что теперь будет рядом.
Снаружи соседи жили тихо, будто боялись нарушить покой. А внутри стены словно затаили дыхание. И с каждым днём Чон У забывал, что такое страх.
Может, ему действительно становилось легче.
А может, он и не исцелялся вовсе.
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26 Jun 2025