A shadow crossed his features, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "There really is! My dream...is to have a place of my own, plant some crops, fish a little, and just breeze through this damn life in this godforsaken world!",The young girl stared hard at Sag, but then as if she thought of something, she lowered her head and, after a moment's silence, said in a low voice: "Biendeta Lily...",“This, my foster father was a refugee, you know...” Sag awkwardly smiled.。