Seven Years Later, I Am Speechless

I woke up seven years later. I looked at myself in the mirror, with my beautiful golden waves and delicate facial features that seemed to have been plastic surgery, then I looked at the room decorated like a castle, and finally turned to the man who was kicked out of bed by me and was now staring at me. When evaluating my career prospects, I repeatedly hesitated between "I suddenly became rich in seven years" or "I was supported by a rich man in seven years." Looking at the man's height of about 1.8 Meters and his face that could be compared to a model, he looked like he was standing in a pool. My eyelids twitched fiercely and I asked, "I'm not being kept by you, am I?" The man didn't say anything. He stared at me suspiciously for a long time before he said, "I have taken care of you before." Me: Laxative, one sentence kills the game So not only did I arrive seven years later, but I also kicked my own sponsor? A bit interesting Concept: Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills