
I wonder why people have so many things to do in a day but little time to rest and play. I have told myself that if I ever got into a wealthy family, I'd spend my time buying things I wanted in life, but I wasted that chance in my last life. I've realized, that fate sure makes my life hell each day. I was thankful for what I have now, yet why is my past hunting me down? I want to rest forever, can't I at least have some peace and serenity? Gil: "They said your family's wealthy" yet troublesome Old Man: "Yeah, it's true. If you want, you can come with us." I don't want to Gil: "Bet there's something in exchange" As it was before Old Man: "There isn't." Liar, Gil: ".... no thanks" Old Man: "Oh dear, I seem not to hear your response, so I'd take that as a yes" I said no! Are you deaf?! "Ben, bring him inside the carriage" "There's no need to pack, it was all trash anyway" Noooooooooooo! I said that but why am I in this room? Never mind, I'll just sleep.Tüm hakları saklıdır
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