Sir Ares, Goodnight

A voice suddenly rang in his head. "Jaybie, you have to hold my hand tightly. Don't lose me."

"I'll have to work hard and earn more money for my little wife."

Jay's head began to hurt again as he hugged his head and squatted on the floor.

The little girl gently put the auspicious necklace in his hand and said, "Brother, I'm giving you this necklace. I hope that it can bring you good luck."

"Thank you," Jay said in agony.

He pulled at his hair, his head hurting. It felt like it was about to explode.

The people around him weaved in and out, various noises continuously ringing in his ears.

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"Miss, do you want a screen protector?

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would such weird

kind of president would put himself in

in his head made him

Loyle, follow me

"I have my conditions!"

"Speak."

not allowed to lie to me, and much less show me that ice-cold look on your face. In your eyes, I'm forever the most beautiful, and when you

"Alright!"

these were the memories inside his head. These things had

Rose Loyle?

really

who he brought home

How could that be?

The auspicious necklace fell onto the ground and Jay picked it up, a grateful smile

look for those memories that

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