Chapter 122
They say that a person's childhood experiences greatly influence their character.
Even if the memories from a time when we were still so young are faint and unclear...@@novelbin@@
The fragments of those memories, however blurry, transform into something called nostalgia and change a person. This was no different for 3rd faction leader Libya.
To be honest, she didn’t think her life had much variety in terms of experiences. But if she had to pick the time in her life that was the most colorful... it would definitely be her childhood.
It was a time when she felt many emotions. It was before she had joined Remegaton, and in the orphanage where she grew up, there had been someone rather special.
She didn’t remember their name or face clearly, but she could recall they had black hair and amber-colored eyes. At that time, she had liked him quite a bit.
‘He was so handsome!’
The first thing that caught her attention was, without a doubt, his appearance. Even though she was still at that age when her baby teeth hadn’t all fallen out, his appearance stood out among the children in the orphanage. For a young child, just that was enough to feel a liking for him.
But the reason she actually came to like him wasn’t because of his looks.
At first, she just wanted to be friends with him, but as they spent more time together, other things about him stood out.
For example, his maturity that wasn’t like a typical child’s.
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"I told you not to run because you might trip... Are you okay?"
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"Crying again? Didn’t you say to call you 'noona' earlier? Stop crying and blow your nose."
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"Are you scared of the dark? ...Okay, come here and sleep next to me."
Though he was two years younger than her, he took care of her like an older brother or guardian. Not just her, but all the other children around as well.
His speech was a bit rough for a child, but Libya had leaned on him a lot because of that.
Thanks to him, the boy with black hair quickly made his way into her heart.
As time passed, that boy’s place in her heart expanded more and more.
When she was young, she often thought that when she grew up, she would marry him.
She wanted to live with him in a huge house made of sweets that never ran out, no matter how much they ate.
- "That child... is leaving far away. He’s very sick and needs to be treated far away. So, forget about him."
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