
Crispy
That guy came back after nine years. Without the name I loved, without the smile I remembered.
“I’m Jung Doheon.”
To the man pretending not to know me, I ended up saying it firmly:
“Don’t even bother packing your underwear. Just get out of that house right now. I’ll take care of you.”
It was because, at the very least, his face was still as handsome as ever.
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