Mao_Yuxuan

Park Chunghee had been in a relationship with a man named Lee Donghwa for ten years. He loved him so much, but as for Donghwa himself... he doubted it.

Lately, Donghwa who used to love him so much now became like anyone else for him. However, Chunghee didn't want to give up on his personality and continued to hold on, with the hope that Donghwa would return to the way he knew.

Sometimes, he thought, asking himself: Is this the wrath of God?

He knew that his wish was the wrong thing, but he had already stepped this far and chose to stay in the broken relationship and always said something stupid and kept saying okay!

However, those all were lies that he exposed!

In this complicated relationship, Chunghee also met with his first love, named Kim Daehyun, and became someone who always took care of him.

When his health got worse, Daehyun was the only one who could make him smile back as before. It made him should be thinking something difficult again.

“Do you think that I'm angry?”

"I'm not angry! I'm in pain!" 

"All of this doesn't make me angry anymore, other than feeling the pain right now. But if you think that I'm angry, then now I'm exactly angry with you—"

How is their relationship going in the future?

Will Chunghee stand?

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Cover: original art by me (Mao) 

- Toxic relationship

- This book is not perfect grammatically. But, I'll try my best. So, if you are looking for a book with good grammar, this book is not for you. There are a lot of flaws in the writing, but I hope you guys enjoy it. Don't hesitate to correct it if you find any errors. That will be very helpful. ^^

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The Last Snow: Love Me Once Again For A Year

A few seconds later, he took his hands off my face. Still showing the same glow of warmth in his eyes, he said in his deep, deep voice, "Chunghee, will you come with me? I want you to stay with me at my place, not in this place. I want us to spend more time together at my place."

Those words were a little offensive and made me frowned tightly at him. I said in an exasperated tone, "What do you mean 'not in this place'? Are you comparing this old place to yours, huh, young master?" Sighing silently, I continued, "I'd rather spend the rest of my life alone in this old place than have to go to your luxurious place, but it will only make me feel uncomfortable."

Although I didn't speak without an affirmation, those words were still individualistic.

Such A Stunning Question