Sitting under a shady tree, listening to the story about the white hair that Seguri told me.
“White hair is a good man, and he will do whatever Mr. Yoong wants. The white hair will only visit at certain times. Young mistress An, don't be angry with Mr. Yoong, okay?" said Seguri.
"Why? Why can't I be mad at him?" I asked.
“Yeah, I don't want young madam An to be jealous of the white-haired one who is so close to lord Yoong. Mr. Yoong and the white hair don't have any relationship other than their friendship,” replied Seguri.
“Oh, I see. I also have friends in my country. Dear friend, I miss him very much, and I also miss the place I live. Mr. Seguri himself, do you have any close friends?”
“Yes, young madam An. I have close friends, but because I have a busy life, I rarely see them,” s
