Jared was standing at the door of Vasha's house, waiting. Vasha appeared a moment later and winced when she looked up and saw that it was Jared who had appeared there.
"What is wrong?" Vasha, of course, was confused, she never thought that Jared would come to see her for a moment. She had tried to catch up with Jared and it turned out that he had never been serious about her. In the end Vasha decided to turn her attention to Jeff, their faces are the same. Even though deep in her heart, she loves Jared more, Jared who laughs easily, Jared in his casual clothes and seductive style that always makes Vasha flutter, and all the very op
Jeff knocked hard on Jared's apartment door, and it took him ten minutes to wait for Jared to open the door. His younger brother seemed to have just woken up from his sleep,"What's wrong, brother? Why are you here in the middle of the night? " Jared raised his eyebrows and leaned back, giving Jeff a way in.Jeff walked in and stood in the middle of the room and glared at Jared.
Jared picks up Vasha for dinner together. Vasha is as beautifully dressed as possible and is waiting in her wheelchair. They then continued on their way. In the car Vasha turned to Jared with a spoiled gaze."Where are we going, Jared?" she asked tenderly.Jared smiled, his eyes on the road ahead, his expression unreadable. “We're going to eat at one of Jeff's cafes. You don't mind, do you? The food at the cafe is very good and the atmosphere is romantic.”"Will Jeff be there?" Vasha frowned. Surely the atmosphere of a romantic dinner would be ruined if Jeff was there.Jared glanced slightly and smiled. "The cafe belongs to him, maybe he will be there, maybe not."***They then entered the Moon Cafe, a beautiful cafe with green trees that filled its surroundings. The walls are bordered by clear glass, which offers a magnificent view of the garden. The cafe was pretty good, although Vasha was a little disappointed.Don't Je
[Each story here always has one or more links, so they don't necessarily become separate stories. Hope you guys enjoy it. If you feel like quitting, then stop. Because really, forbidding the reader to continue indefinitely is inappropriate for a writer. I love you.]____________________________________Women are like poison. Women are bad. They may look beautiful and gentle on the outside, but who knows how despicable the soul is.That's what stuck in his mind in the cold, foggy morning, when his mother woke him up. At that time he still spent his nights crying. Crying because he had been separated for nearly two weeks from his beloved younger sister, from his gentle and kind father.Now he is forced to live with his mother, who takes his away from home and then lives with her male friend's house.Even though he was young, he could read that this man wasn't just a friend to his mother. His mother embraced the rich man affectionatel
"You are bad!"The woman with long blonde hair stood half pounding the table, staring at Gamma, who was just calm and cold. The woman's eyes filled with tears and almost cried. Gamma just glanced indifferently."I'm really bad." The man smiled sweetly, his face was handsome but now looks full of hatred. "If you are satisfied to vent your anger, you can go."A slap from the tapered fingers of sparkling red nails flew away, hitting Gamma's cheek hard. Her emotions overflowed due to Gamma's cruel treatment of her. Gamma accepted it calmly, he was used to it. Emotional women will usually try to hurt their opponent when they are hurt. It gives them a satisfying, commensurate taste.Gamma's eyes flashed, and half smiled at the woman before him, "Satisfied?"The woman was speechless, tears running down her cheeks, unbearable. Then with sobbing tears, the woman left half running away from Gamma.Gamma rubbed the slap on the cheek that felt a little
"How was the concert in Austria?"Mr. Andrew, one of his former mentors when he was still studying at the academy smiled at Gamma who had just come to visit. Gamma was his most brilliant student. This man carried the genius of playing the violin between his fingers. A naturally gifted violinist who is matched by a high level of technique.Being Mr. Andrew's best friend, Gamma's parents brought him to the mentor, originally the man had absolutely no idea. Who came to him was a thin and beautiful boy—Mr. Andrew initially thought he was a girl—around six or seven years old, hugging a dark red violin that seemed too big for a kid his age.However, when the little boy played his violin, Mr. Andrew was stunned. He knew right away that this little boy could be called a 'prodigy' in his violin playing. Such a small child, with an oversized violin, but playing the violin not only with perfect technique, but the way to play is charming. There is no second to n
The sound of the violin slashing skillfully swept through the hall of the music academy hall. Angel recognized the tone even as she listened faintly. The "Introduction et Rondo Capriccioso" played masterfully at the friction of each note, brings the feeling to the rise and fall of the violin … and whoever plays him, he must be brilliant.Angel walked, frowning, following the direction of the voice. She felt carried away to another realm, in silence accompanied by music that brought strange emotions and fluctuated, there was pain there, there was pain … there is loneliness and above all … there is anger there, all those emotions beautifully wrapped in a violin technique that is close to genius … produces incredible tones.She stepped cautiously to the end of the academy hallway. Realizing that her heart was beating fast … she shouldn't have been traveling alone to this place. Her mother would look for her and be confused, but the sound
Little girl?In an instant Angel was offended. Did the man call her a kid to insult her? At the age of eighteen, Angel was indeed small, petite and unlike the rest of her family who were tall. Angel is short, thin with wide, clear eyeballs. Now she is wearing black shorts combined with a light blue t-shirt that is slightly oversized. From afar she looks like a boy.No wonder the man called him 'little girl'. Maybe he thought Angel was one of the junior academy students who got lost. Yes, Angel is indeed a student at this academy, but she is a senior student who graduated six months ago. Now she and her mother, as well as her best friend Rain, have come to the academy to take special training forms.The violinist put down his violin, then stepped closer. When he got closer, Angel was immediately stunned. Jeez! The man was so handsome that he was nearly beautiful. His straight black hair was left to stretch until it touched the collar of his shirt. His lips
"Where have you been Angel? Your mom was looking for you anxiously because you disappeared a long time ago." Rain bumped into Angel at the end of the corridor, he immediately followed Angel's steps and smiled softly. "You must be exploring again without permission."Angel's cheeks flushed red. Rain is her friend from childhood because their parents are close neighbors. The man might think of Angel as his younger sister, but for Angel, Rain was more than that. Rain was always there for her and Angel probably had more feelings for him. Unfortunately, Rain still seemed to treat Angel as a child, as his younger sister … and that's one of the things that made Angel hate her childlike appearance."I met Gamma … the violinist."Rain's footsteps stopped immediately, he looked at Angel in shock and widened his eyes. "Did you meet him? With Gamma? Where?"Rain seemed ready to run, but Angel held his hand. "He was training in a special room at the end