Shin Hee-moon's work was quite busy. There were countless cases waiting for her to review, and as the last prosecutor, she had a fixed task of "food management" every day, which was to order food for the prosecutors during lunch break.

If they ate well, the seniors would give them high scores. The original host had always done this extra job well, so Shin Hee-moon didn't neglect it.

After considering everyone's tastes, she chose a restaurant nearby that was clean and had a high rating. She didn't expect to meet the female lead.

Hong Zhu Pork Belly, Nam Hong-joo … Okay, she was short-circuiting.

But she was really curious about the female lead, so she took it as an opportunity to find out more about her.

Nam Hong-joo had long hair, wore glasses, and had delicate facial features. If she dressed up, she would look good.

But from her appearance, no one would think that this ordinary girl would have a precognitive dream.

She had good values. She could foresee other people's tragic experiences, but she couldn't do anything about it. Even if she knew that she had to do her best, she still felt sad.

In fact, if she thought about it, having a precognitive dream was quite a sad thing.

Justice sounded simple, but when you had to constantly work for it and even affect yourself, it was really difficult to persist in a situation where others didn't understand. Who would be willing to do something that wasn't worth it?

So she understood Ding Jae-chan's decision from the beginning. Not listening and not doing anything was a good choice.

Sometimes, it wasn't selfish to leave someone in the lurch. One's life was in one's own hands. What right did one have to ask others to sacrifice themselves for a dream?

If they saved someone, they should be grateful. If they didn't save someone, it was reasonable.

Perhaps because Shin Hee-moon had been staring for too long, Nam Hong-joo also noticed it. She looked up and saw the beautiful female guest at the opposite table was staring at her. She couldn't help but feel confused.

Shin Hee-moon wasn't embarrassed at being caught peeking. She gave her a harmless smile and lowered her head to focus on eating.

It was just a chance encounter. Even if there was Ding Jae-chan, there would not be many interactions between them in the future. She just had to do her job as a prosecutor and occasionally flirt with her silly senior. A stable and comfortable life was the way to go.

Speaking of flirting with her senior, they didn't have much time to interact. She was a person who separated her work from her private life, so she had to focus on her work. After work, she would occasionally send him a couple of indifferent messages. Or on weekends, she would ask him out for a chat.

Ding Jae-chan had always thought that Shin Hee-moon did not have many friends in Seoul, and he had nothing to do recently, so he did not refuse.

Gradually, the two of them became familiar with each other.

The original owner of the body was a smooth person, and Shin Hee-moon was not someone who didn't know how to read people's faces. Plus, she deliberately closed the distance between them, so the two of them got along quite well. Ding Jae-chan's impression of this little junior kept increasing.

His thoughts were quite simple, and his feelings for her were not the kind between a man and a woman. Although Shin Hee-moon was indeed beautiful and likable, she used to be his junior, and they would be working together in the prosecutor's office in the future. He automatically categorized her as a junior being close to a senior, so he accepted it calmly.

To put it simply, he was not enlightened.

Ding Jae-chan had always been slow to warm up to relationships. In the original plot, Nam Hong-joo liked him first, but it did not prove that it was easy for a woman to chase a man. She confessed many times without any shyness, and even when she was rejected, she was not discouraged. She trusted him wholeheartedly and treated him well. Later on, he was slowly moved.

As the saying goes, love grows with time. It was a process from quantitative change to qualitative change. Any change needed an opportunity. Shin Hee-moon also understood this, so she was not in a hurry.

There was still half a month before the plot began. It would be February 14th, Valentine's Day. There was no need to confirm their relationship. She was satisfied as long as there was some ambiguity between them.

It was said that people who warmed up slowly were the most affectionate. Whether this was true or not, seeing how serious he was about relationships, once he fell in love, it would be difficult to change his mind.

…

Ding Jae-chan felt that life was really wonderful. You never knew what would happen in the next second.

For example, in the past, he would never have expected that one day he would sit beside a roadside restaurant with Shin Hee-moon, laughing and talking while eating rice sausage.

If he could ask Shin Hee-moon out for a meal in school, he would definitely be able to brag about it in the boys' circle for a while.

Now that everyone had graduated and gone their separate ways, there was no way to contact each other even if they wanted to.

Shin Hee-moon forked a piece of rice sausage and put it into her mouth. When she turned her head, she saw that he was in a daze. The warm winter sun jumped on his hair, plating a hazy halo.

She reached out and waved her hand in front of his eyes, trying to get his attention. "What are you thinking about?"

Out of reflex, he took a step back and raised his head.

Shin Hee-moon still had rice sausage in her mouth. Her cheeks were puffed up as she chewed. She looked like a gluttonous hamster, unexpectedly soft and cute.

He was unexpectedly attracted by her cuteness. Suppressing the urge to reach out and rub her head, he coughed softly and said, "It's nothing. It's just that you've been treating me for the past two days. As a senior, I feel a little uneasy. Are you free after work tomorrow?

I'll treat you to a meal. "

Shin Hee-moon paused. She did not expect Ding Jae-chan to know how to reciprocate politeness. Of course, she did not have the self-awareness to be reserved. She nodded. "Okay … But where are we going to eat?

Do you have money? "

Being asked so bluntly by her, no matter how thick-skinned Ding Jae-chan was, he could not help but feel embarrassed. He raised his hand and mercilessly poked her forehead. "Ah, Shin Hee-moon!

Do I look poor to you? "

The Male Lead daren was angry from embarrassment, right?

Shin Hee-moon touched her forehead where he poked her. She did not dare to tell the truth. She quickly shook her head. "No, you don't have a job yet. I'm just kindly concerned."

"Thank you for your concern. I can still afford to treat you to a meal."

Ding Jae-chan angrily glared at her. "We're not eating outside. We're moving next week. Before that, I'll treat you to a meal at my house. Let Sheng … I'll cook for you."

He almost blurted out the fact that Sheng-yuan could cook. If this wretched girl knew, she would definitely laugh at him again.

Shin Hee-moon, of course, knew that they had a younger brother who could cook well. Seeing that he was trying to hide something, she could not help but feel playful. She deliberately blinked her eyes and sighed. "Dafa, I didn't expect senior to be able to cook. That's amazing. I'll definitely go."

Since he had already bragged, Ding Jae-chan could only bite the bullet and nod no matter how regretful he was. Then he thought that she might buy groceries before she went, so it would not be his treat. He hurriedly said, "It just so happens that I'm free tomorrow. I'll pick you up from work and buy groceries together."