"Yanmo, you know," Su Jin choked up, "This is the one hundred and thirty-seventh time I've said I like you."
In your last life, you were a doctor who worked tirelessly to treat people's illnesses. Eventually, you fell ill due to overwork and died early. In your last life, you were a painter, but you lived in poverty because you gave money to poor people. In the previous life... You were a gentleman when I first met you, and you are also a gentleman in this life.
For so long, you only thought about others. I just hope you can think about yourself in this life.
Promise me, Yanmo, promise me——