I have a memory of my past life.
I don’t remember from the beginning, but I happened to remember my previous life while flipping around.
I found a memory because I was surprised by a splitting headache as I cried and cried.
Perhaps the baby’s crying was a catalyst. Because I was a kindergarten teacher in my previous life.
In my previous life, I was an orphan.
I died from overworking myself after working late at night, even though I was always saddened by poverty.
The family that I was born in this time was pretty good, I wasn’t sure whether God felt sorry for me.
The clothes I wore, the size of the room, and the toys were enormous.
In fact, my father was a count with a lot of land, and my mother was a beauty, so I was given wealth and beauty.
Every step I tread on is my father’s land, so the future is bright and I will live a life far from poverty.
But there was one problem with my life.
It was that the world I live in was a novel I read in my previous life.
My house was the place where the male lead in the novel “First Love” spent his childhood.
So am I the heroine?
Unfortunately not.
The male lead is going to flirt with my friend at my house.30
In short, I’m just an extra.
In addition, I played the role of a bad childhood friend who fell in love with the male lead at first sight.
What’s the role of the villain? You’ll never get treated well by the male lead!
The male lead goes up to the capital city after promising to come back to the female lead.
In the meantime, I bullied the heroine, and it was the beginning of the novel that the adult male lead punished me when he came to pick her up.
Ugh, never. My cozy life.
The male lead confiscates our family’s property.1
This led to the downfall of our family, which is due to poverty and virtue.
In short, it means that my life will be twisted when the male lead comes.
But that’s what Evelyn in the novel is like. All I had to do was to not live like her.
If you don’t fall in love with the male lead at first sight, then you will not bother
the female lead, but push her for good luck, and it’ll be the icing on the cake.
(T/N: like a gold prize)
In the meantime, I just have to take the succession class, inherit my father’s fortune, and enjoy the life of a noble!8
I opened my eyes thinking of a rich life that was approaching before me.
“By all means!”3
When I clenched my fist that was as big as a cotton and shouted, the nanny, who was dozing off, was startled.
“Lady? You called?”
“Oh, nothing.”
I stammered and fluttered my lashes.
There are still a few years left before the male lead comes here to recuperate.
In the meantime, I’m going to work hard and focus on growing up.
“Would you like a snack?”2
“Yes!”
I raised my hands excitedly. Then the nanny cooed as if I were cute.
Right. Before you worry about the male lead coming, the first thing to do is to grow this little body.
Besides, today’s snack is red velvet cake!9
Babies need to eat well and sleep well to grow taller.
“Huhuhu.”
When I thought of the cake that I was about to eat, I could not help but let out a sneaky laugh.
The nanny must have thought I had a runny nose, so she put a handkerchief to my nose.
“Come on, hng! You can do it, hng!”2
“Hnng!”
Yes, let’s grow up first.
***
I grew up and became 10 years old.9
In the meantime, my poor pronunciation became perfect, and I was quite tall.
I was the tallest among the friends I hung out with, so I looked like my father.15
“Evelyn, come here.”3
My mother beckoned me after she had just finished taking a bath.
When I ran to my mother and gave her a big hug, she smiled.
“Oh, my Evelyn, the more you wash up, the prettier you get?”
Mom is really obvious.
It’s obvious that she’s complimenting her little daughter on purpose for fear that she doesn’t to take a bath.
I said with a smile of joy at my mother’s words.
“Yes! But you’re prettier!”
I laugh because I like my mother. In fact, if you’re pretty, it means that I’m pretty, too, as her daughter.
Mother immediately set me in front of the dressing table and began to brush my hair by hand.
She also did not forget to give warm milk in my hands in case I get distracted.
Of course, I wasn’t like kids my age. Nevertheless, my mother always gave me milk after taking a bath.4
I drank the milk whilst feeling a sense of familiarity.
“Evelyn.”
“Yes, Mom.”
I looked at my mother in the mirror at the sudden call. Then my mother smiled brightly and talked.
“We’ll have a guest coming around next week.”
“Guest? Who is it?”
I asked casually, swinging my feet from the chair.
I already drank all the milk, so I only had an empty cup in my hands.
“He’s the son of the friend I was closest to in the capital before she got married, but he’s feeling a little under the weather. So he decided to stay in our estate for a while.”
Clink.
I dropped the mug I was holding.1
Mother hugged me in surprise, and the waiting maid took away the shattered cup.
“Evelyn! Are you hurt anywhere?”
My mother moved me to the sofa and asked in a worried tone.
But I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t even close my mouth.
When my mother saw that I didn’t look well, she urgently called for a doctor.
When the servant went out in a hurry, I called my mother slowly.
“Mom.”
“Yes, Mom is here.”
“What’s the son’s name?”
“Huh?”
“I mean the guy who is staying for the time being. What’s his name?”
I looked at my mother with a nervous face.
My life in the future changes depends on who the guest is.
I eagerly held my hands together and waited for my mother’s words.
But….
“Ah, you mean the guest? Cassis Len Urquio, the Duchy’s young master.”
There were no exceptions.
***
The male lead is coming to my house.
He’s coming for real. What do I do?1
The sudden appearance of his name made me realize that this place was a novel.
Ever since I heard about Cassis coming from my mother, I have often been lost in thought.
There was nothing to cry about because I knew about the future.
Unlike Evelyn in the novel, I can’t fall in love with the young male lead, and if I connect the two main characters as planned, that’s enough.
I was so determined…. but when it came to this point, I suddenly felt anxious.
Maybe it’s because it’s a child’s body that makes me feel like everything is a big deal.1
As I sat on the bench and seemed unwilling to play, all my peers started to grab drinks.
I looked at a girl who was particularly sparkling among them.
The name of the girl is Elisha Poem, who can only be described as shining.
It’s the heroine in “First Love.”
I looked at Elisha with a sullen look.
Shiny blonde hair and lustrous green eyes, which doesn’t seem like a country kid, stood out wherever she went.6
How about me, on the other hand?
Common light brown hair with purple eyes.1
My face is as pretty as Elisha’s, but that’s it.16
There seems to be no such force like Elisha’s that attracts the audience.
“Evelyn!”
Elisha stopped playing tag and hid behind my back.
Then Philip, who pursued Elisha quickly, stopped walking.
“It’s a foul!”
“It’s not.”
When Elisha smiled and asked for understanding, Philip went back to the crowd, shrieking, “This is it!” with his ears flushed.
As expected, the heroine’s life is comfortable. I envy you.
I glanced at Elisha with envious eyes and soon caught her eyes.
The reason Philip returned like that without even touching her was because of where I was sat resting.
When I was having a hard time playing, it was a place to sit and rest, and I used it the most.
I’m the one who made it.
Since this body is a child, I had to use it to play often because it was full of energy, and when my mind flashed, I felt frustrated.
In this case, you need time to win your mind, and it was this bench that made my mind clear.
I usually say ‘I’m a kid here. So I am not ashamed. Feeling fun is a very normal and a natural process of development.’
No matter how much I remember my past life, I often act like a child when I’m hungry or tired.
In other words, if you don’t keep your head straight, you’re likely to act like a child.
Even when I was in a good mood, I acted like a child. Is this the mystery of the human body?2
It seems similar to like when puberty comes, children suddenly go bad.
Elisha sat next to me, breathing heavily, and naturally leaned on my shoulder.1
Elisha’s body moved up and down. Sweat was all over her forehead, she was probably running fast.
“Elisha, your breathing is too rough.”
“Hehe, I must have run too fast.”
Elisha smiled and answered back. I took a handkerchief out of my pocket and put it out indifferently.
“Wipe your sweat with this.”
“As expected, Evelyn is sweet.”1
Elisha received the handkerchief with a touched face and wiped the sweat off her forehead. Then she quickly put the handkerchief in her pocket and said,
“I’ll buy you a new one next time because I’ve got my sweat on it.”
“It’s all right. Just take it.”
The blush was clear on Elisha’s cheek when I answered casually.19
Even in the novel, Evelyn and Elisha were friends.
Although we lived in the same area, Elisha’s parents often came and went to work under my father.
Evelyn didn’t like Elisha in the novel, who was more prominent than her.
But she kept her by her side and treated her like a maid.
But I don’t intend to do the same.
Why are you jealous of such a cute and lovely girl?4
How nice is it if you get along?
“Evelyn, can I go to your house tomorrow? I’ll bake the cookies that you said were delicious last time.”
Elisha grabbed my hand and said. Tomorrow was the day Cassis came.
“Oh, I don’t think you can because we have a guest coming tomorrow….”
“Guest?”
“Yes, he’s from the capital. I heard he’s my age, I think he’s staying at my house for a while.”
“At Evelyn’s house?”7
“Yes. I’ll introduce you to him later when I get used to it.”5
I smiled insidiously, thinking that the two would make a quick click and make a life plan for myself.