Chapter 500
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I sighed heavily, “Exactly, Reynaldo and Anton both said that they knew me when I was young and had made some kind of agreement with them. From the way they talk, it seems like I must have been good friends with them when I was young, but I have no memory of it at all.”
So I wondered why I had lost that memory.
But no matter how hard I try, I can’t remember. I asked them, but they didn’t say anything, so I thought of asking you. After all, we have never been apart since we were kids. You know my best friend, right?”
“No, I don’t remember them either. I know Reynaldo, it was three years ago when you were going to marry him,” Quentin paused, saying skeptically, “Did they mistake you for the person you were when you were young?”
At first, I thought the same way.
But if Reynaldo mistook someone, it doesn’t make sense for Anton to make the same mistake.
“Hey!”
Just as I was thinking, Quentin suddenly seemed to remember something and said, “Did they meet you during the summer vacation when you were twelve?”
“Hmm? What do you mean?”
That summer, you stayed in the countryside with your grandmother for a while, while I didn’t go because I had to attend the school’s summer camp.
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“So, are they the ones you knew back then?”
“No way…”
I remember that when I was twelve years old, I spent two months in the countryside with my grandmother during the summer vacation.
I remember I helped my grandmother plant vegetables, feed chickens and ducks, and also helped my grandmother water the flowers.
I even remember what the cats and dogs my grandmother raised looked like.

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