Two Step Distance.
Oh, Layla, Layla. a girl with white flowers
The sweet smell of the land is exhausted, crosses the sea, and reaches me.
The shining figure, fly over the forest and fly to me
I was mesmerized, I'm in love All right.
Oh, Layla, Layla, a girl with white flowers
I follow the scent through the bushes and cut through the current,
I'll follow him through the leaves and through the clouds,
I have to go, I'm going a long way today
Layla, Layla,
I don't have anything ooh.
I want to hold you in my arms and kiss you
I don't have anything ooh.
I have to go, I have to go
Tired of the fields, across the sea, over the forest, and over the sky,
Find a white flower to put on you
I'm going a long way today
Oh, Layla, Layla, a girl with white flowers
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Life consists of a series of choices. And it often happens in life when you choose something without knowing it and only later you realize whether the choice was right or not. I don't know if it was the right choice, but if it was the wrong choice, regret follows, and regret often comes with the idiom "If I had known in advance then."
But sadly, in Hans's case, there was no room for such a remark.
Hans was a wise and clever child from an early age.
Tarten was clever enough to be given the opportunity to enter the race for successors to inherit the great empire, and wise enough to judge that even at that young age, who was only five or six years old at the time, he had already better not compete.
His view of life was to always live by nibbling pine needles according to his means. And thanks to him, he has lived flat and leisurely until he is old enough to become an adult and have a family. Maybe he could have lived like that all his life. Only once, if I hadn't made the wrong choice.
Yeah, it was just one time.
He made the wrong choice over important things in his life.
It is irreversible to regret it belatedly, but he couldn't even regret it properly. At the time of making the choice, he had already guessed that this would be the case.
Nevertheless, there is only one reason why he made such a choice like crying and eating mustard.
It was because I was overwhelmed by my cousin's spirit.
"Hans."
Hans thought he was doomed when his cousin called his name, with a ferocious shark-like energy that shattered frozen tuna that was harder than a rock. In this atmosphere where one mistake was likely to kill someone right away, Hans, who was wise but never brave, could not say, "I hate it," even though he knew what his cousin would say.
'I want you to help me from now on.'
Yes, that's it. Something I never wanted to take on but was thrown in front of me out of nowhere.
'You'll help me, Hans, won't you'
The voice was as calm and quiet as usual, but the shark's eerie eyes glared at itself. Hans nodded unexpectedly. All right, the shark nodded satisfactorily.
