Night. I slowly spoke my “three lines for goodnight” aloud.
“Today’s ‘thank you’ — for you saying, ‘I want it, even knowing it’s a contradiction.’
Today’s ‘I love you’ — for your honesty in accepting a small, uncertain allowance.
Tomorrow’s ‘re-choosing’ — I’ll wait beside you as you stand on the stage.”
“—That’s cheating.”
“Which part?”
“Perfect as a sleep aid.”
You laughed and turned off the light.
We stayed like that, quietly, adjusting our body temperature for tomorrow.
Among the fiancé candidates chosen by her family, Lady Iris chooses—Roland, a hardworking civil officer whose gentle, fleeting smile is impossibly cute.
In social settings, they’re the perfect “ideal beautiful couple.” But when they’re alone, she casually praises him with “You’re so cute,” and he blushes to the tips of his ears—thus begins a sweetly “role-reversed” relationship of pampering.
Realist Iris dislikes “uncertainty.” She manages their relationship through practical methods, like three-line daily cards and a ritual of “choosing each other anew every day.”
Roland, meanwhile, faces his quiet insecurity: “I wonder if you really love me.”
Through humorous and affectionate exchanges, rainy-day closeness, and occasional work-related misunderstandings, they untangle their hearts using “rules that can be lived by.”
In the end, the two arrive at a confession that isn’t about proof, but about choice.
—A story that tumbles comically yet ends tenderly, wrapping the finale in a sunlit warmth like a day spent in the gentle light. A pure love story that begins with an engagement.
