a man who doesn't read books

Do you like reading books?

You like it. I sometimes read books, too. I don't see much.

Just as dreamers who like books usually do, I have a habit of saying that I'm a bit unusual.

I don't read through books.

The more books I really like, the more so.

I have one of my favorite books.

It's fun. I love the cover. I like the content as well. Reading, reading, I always don't read it to the end.

Because I'm afraid.

What? No, it's not because I'm afraid it's the end I don't like. I liked the story very much. What I don't read is not the fear of liking the end.

I don't like reading the last part.

A lot of people will. I'm not unique.

While reading the book, you become affectionate to the characters, and you take risks by cheering them on. And they applaud as they overcome their trials. But then what?

It's time for us to come. But there are people who feel better, and that's it? Some of you may want the story to continue.

I'm the latter.

That's why I don't read the end. The end of the story will be normal already. My favorite book is actually not that great. It's just... a popular novel. So I know the end. The end of a popular novel must end with 'I've lived a long and happy life.' But just because I expect it, I don't want to read the end with my own eyes.

I don't read the end, and I go back to the beginning of the book. And then it starts reading again from the beginning. Whatever the end, it's already not important to me.

And then the story begins again. Not the end, but again they start. We meet again, we go through hardships, we build trust and love, and we overcome them.

I read it over and over again. Then you get the illusion that eternity exists in that little story.

Maybe the day I see the end won't come.

I don't think I'm the only one. People who are unique in the world are hard to find like ordinary people.

How many people are satisfied with such a trivial thing? I think you will, too.

Man is dreaming of eternal life, but why can't he get hold of it?

Love, hatred, morality, sabbatical, everything is tarnished before the good old days. The overwhelming beauty of eternity is noble in itself.

Why are you looking at the other way around with eternal life in front of your eyes?

Eternal is a beautiful thing.

I'm sure you think so, too.

***

Catherine asked Duran for a favor.

Duran sees her lying in bed. The beautiful face faded away. She asked, painfully opening her parched lips. A dry hand took Dulan's. Tears flow from the purple eyes that resemble the daughter. Desperate wishes flow through the dried lips.

I wanted true love. My mother and grandmother said there was no such thing, but I believed it.

And I thought so. I found true love. And I'll be able to love him.

But what I thought was love was violence, and what I thought was rest is too short.

I was wrong.

But I really hope Karen finds love.

Can you help me?

Thank you.

***

Duran drugged Karen.

Karen's age is 14. From the beginning.

***

Duran laughed.

117.

his number given by the maid

For 100 years he has been successful.

It doesn't matter if you don't remember.

It doesn't matter if you don't know.

Duran was guilty.

But the day of the crime will not come.

Karen will live forever.

01

Dulan and his father caught him in bed. And Lord Haier called Karen into his office separately. Karen felt burdened by the eyes of the lord. Because he was like a child who was caught doing something wrong. Actually, it was right.

The level of wrongdoing was not about breaking the pot, but about using a knife.

What should I say?’

Karen felt burdened by the lord's eyes. Was it possible to argue that Dulan and I had a "no-clothes conversation"? How could it have been successful? But Karen had a knife in her hand and a gun rolled off her skirt. It was a little too much to call it a conversation between the prospective couple.

Young-ju looks at Karen closely. There was a long silence in the office.

"Carran."

"…yes"

"It's been a long time since I've talked to you alone."

"…yes, I see."

However, Young-joo was not able to speak up easily. A little more silence ensues.

It was Karen who finally started talking again.

"It's my fault. I won't fight Dulan Lloyd like that in the future."

From now on, we will torture and kill him without being caught. No, I have to get an answer. Karen corrected the ever-changing relationship.

It seems impossible to be active at this time, given the constant failure. Then you have to put up with it a little more. When would be the best time to call Dulan?

Should we take him out to a forest, not home? Or should we go to the temple and try? You have to cut the bottom part.

"Carran."

"…I'm so sorry."

I shouldn't have been caught. Karen lowered her eyes. The Haier lord sighed.

"Fortunately, no one was seriously injured. Apologize later."

"…yes."

It's not a matter of mutual apology, but Karen replied reluctantly. Karen could not be satisfied with killing Duran. I couldn't be satisfied with my whole body. She will not stop until she gets the answer she wants, even if she rips it to pieces. Let's wait and see how far the dreary man will go.

"Carran."

"Yes."

"…why do you hate Duran so much? He's pretty... yeah, he's just fine."

Even if it's empty words, it's not a good bridegroom. Karen seemed to know some of Yeongju now. Karen shrugged her shoulders and said,

"I know you're my doctor."

"Yeah…huh?"

The lord is embarrassed. Oh, you didn't talk to your current father. Karen felt frustrated at herself, who had to start from scratch again.

"My mother said she was in the book. I thought I was in the book."

Karen said again, one by one, what he didn't say. It's boring, but you have to do it in the end. This is her job. Just like I did to Nancy.

"Do you believe that I'm living again, that my mother is living again?"

"Of course I do."

But he didn't risk his life right away. However, he did not intend to question his father any more.

"Is true love pregnancy and childbirth?”

"I don't think so."

"Or do you think my mother and I will be fine if we start a family?”

Do you believe that having a normal family will solve everything? Are you that naive?

Young-ju Haier looks at her daughter. He stands up and holds Karen's hand.

"I always believe. It's the belief that you will eventually fall in love and be happy."

"I don't think Duran is the true love to solve my problems."

But it wasn't enough to risk my life. I don't know why Karen keeps wanting to postpone something to her father. Perhaps Catherine did not love the High Lord. She may have just found the right provider and got pregnant.

"What does that mean?"

Shocked by the question was her mother's face rather than herself.

"Remember, not all, but it's coming back little by little by little."

"…that's why you're so shocked."

No, it's a small thing. I was more shocked than he thought. Dad, if you get pregnant and have a baby, it's over. But I'm infertile. So I'm living in a life that repeats forever.

But isn't it weird? What if Dulan, the guy next to me who wants to help me, made me infertile? Aren't you suspicious?

Karen swallows questions that she can't get out of her mouth. I don't know how far to tell Lord Haier. Even if I say everything, how much will he help?

"Do you believe in repetition of life?"

"…I believe."

Young-ju sighed deeply and pointed at her forehead.

"Carran."

"Yes."

"You haven't really liked Duran since you were a kid."

"Did you?"

"Yes, it was too much to lock the door and let the dogs loose."

But Young-joo smiled slightly.

"But you know you still don't like Duran. I'll never have an engagement."

“…….”

"Let's slowly find the right man."

Time was passing by before I knew it.

This is how the breakup with Duran comes about.

"I'll tell Duran well."

"…yes."

Documents were piled up on the desk in the office. Karen looks at the documents and thinks about the future times to repeat. Now, I'm sure Icella and Verdick will come again.

To greet Isela, the estate falls into Verdick's hands. Such a year will be repeated again.

I was tired of it, so I wanted to get an answer quickly even if I died several times in the beginning. It seems that expedient doesn't work well.

Time passes again.

Karen didn't get an answer from Duran at this time of year.

What should I do with Isella this time? Are we supposed to be friends? Karen stumbles on her memory. What should I do with Isella?

"Carran."

"Yes, Father."

Why don`t we go on a trip? I've been staying at home for too long.”

Karen opened her eyes round. What are you talking about?

"With your father?"

"I have a lot of work to do."

Then with whom? Karen thinks.

"Dulan and....”

"No, I'm not saying that we should improve our relationship in this situation. Just go get some rest. I saw something new."

Oh, I see. That's how it goes this time. Karen was convinced. It wasn't much, but sometimes I stayed at the villa with Isela. It's not bad there either.

"Like Miss Isela?"

Karen recalled her trip with Isela. accompanied by Isela as a maid of honor, and was again persecuted for her care of her. Is such a routine repeated again? It's time for Isela to come. Will she wear the necklace again?

If Nancy is next to her, it would be fun to see if Nancy steals Isella's necklace. Come to think of it, Isela should have arrived by now. Is it a little late this time?

"Miss Isela?"

"Yes. Please tell me when you're leaving."

Young-ju asks with a strange face.

"Who is Isela?"

"What?"

Karen asked back blankly.

Isella. Isella Evans. one's rival, the daughter of Berdick Evans.

those who will take possession of the estate men whose fathers can't be unaware of course