Even After Death by Lilting Champ

Olivia was harnessing the bullock cart.

The village's primary modes of transportation were either horses or bullock carts.

Despite the challenging conditions, Olivia preferred the simple life of the village over the cutthroat environment of big cities.

"You should let Ethan go with you.

You'll be able to come back sooner." Wendy had just finished treatment on Cyril, so he couldn't move yet.

Also, she was trying to play matchmaker for the two of them.

Olivia couldn't turn Wendy down even though she knew what Wendy was doing.

It didn't really matter.

She was leaving in a few days, after all.

Ethan and Olivia sat next to each other on the bullock cart.

It was a very bumpy ride.

Every now and then, their bodies would be thrown up and down with the cart's motion.

Ethan suddenly burst out in laughter.

Olivia looked at him and asked, "Why are you laughing?" "| just feel like life here is very interesting.

I would never have thought we'd be living such a life, you driving a bullock cart while I shuck corn.

"This life isn't that bad.

It's peaceful and simple.

urge to spend the rest of my days

normal

don't want that." She had many things she needed

reminded of how Mona died in

such a bright future ahead of

getting shot to death

finally near its

man a taste of the pain Mona went

exact revenge on everyone who had wronged

murmured, "Just consider it my wishful thinking, then." They got to

to a cornfield and said, "Harvest

Ethan's eyes were completely healed, but he had to pretend to

at least be able to hold her hand

at Olivia for a while after each corn stalk he

plain clothes

very quickly and

harvested a

"Liv is so amazing.

a fast learner, and she does

like her almost lost a promising future due to his past

and started to

worked for more than seven hours in

because of

as

when he

and drink some water." "Okay." Ethan put down the sickle and sat down on a bundle

over some water and

handed him the bottle of

started to chug the water

sweat rolled down his