Could he perhaps be dreaming?
Honestly, that was more likely.
It wasn’t the first time he had dreamt something that felt like reality.
When he woke up, he might end up saying, ‘Ah!
It was a dream.’
But… what if the current situation was reality…?
It meant he had transmigrated into the young man Jang Min-jun.
And going back 21 years in time, at that.
‘Hah, this is crazy.
To think I’m having such ridiculous thoughts that only appear in sci-fi novels.
Did something happen to my head after getting into a traffic accident?’
However…
‘Wait?
Jang Min-jun, chaebol son, traffic accident…’
Come to think of it, he remembered.
At the time, the news of Jang Min-jun’s death was heavily reported in foreign media as well, becoming a hot topic in the Korean-American community for a while.
Back then, Philip had lost his adoptive parents and was living a difficult life.
So he had no choice but to choose the path of a professional soldier.
While watching the TV at the store where he worked part-time, he had felt both envy and jealousy toward the existence of a chaebol (A chaebol is a type of large industrial South Korean conglomerate run and controlled by an individual or family) family’s child.
That wasn’t just Philip’s feeling, but a common sentiment shared by all young people around the world.
There was something that shook Philip’s heart more than the joy of transmigrating into a royal family.
“M-Mom…”
It was a Korean title he had never been able to call out once in his life.
Just before, when Woo Hee-yeong had hugged him, he had felt the scent of his adoptive mother, who used to curl her body around him, taking the barrage of punches to protect him from his adoptive father’s merciless violence.
On top of that, although it was only one word, the eyes of the man presumed to be his father also held worry and warm affection.
It was so very different from the cold gaze of his adoptive father, a drunkard who constantly resorted to violence.
He didn’t know what had happened, but he even thought that being reborn as Jang Min-jun in a harmonious family might be a reward bestowed by heaven for his past life of hardship.
Perhaps when he fell asleep and woke up again, everything might have returned to its original state.
But what if it didn’t?
‘Should I just… accept it?’
That didn’t seem bad either.
Trying to live a new life.
But in that case, wouldn’t he be giving up on his own life as Philip Walker too easily?
‘Let’s think about later things later.
Right now, the important thing is that I’m alive.’