The shady nobleman v criticizes stranded tourists
I don't belong to this world, I can barely be considered a time traveler, but I am definitely the most failed one. I don't have any golden fingers, I have lost my vision and hearing, and I am stranded in this strange world.
The first advice I received from the first person I met was that cross-racial love is doomed to end in vain.
At that time, I didn't know or know how to love. I just wanted to find a way to go home. Everything else didn't matter to me. But because my friend is so stubborn, I still set a flag. I am really a normal person.
Later, my most loyal partner listened to my stories about my original world and always teased me by calling me Third Brother. What can I do? If you are too calculating, you will inevitably feel that you are owed, so just scream if he screams. After all, I will never be able to repay what I owe him...
Intention: where my heart belongs