"annie, will you go back to England?" When Hawke asked her, the two of them were dancing a waltz at a party held at Chen Fangrui's house. That was the last time she and Hawke danced. "Maybe not, I

Maybe I have to stay in South Korea and be with my father." Chen Fangrui rarely sees Chen Jianglong, so she misses him very much.

"annie, can you come to the courtyard with me?" Hawke took her hand and asked with a slight pleading.

"Of course!" Chen Fangrui took Hawke's hand and ran halfway through the dance to the courtyard where the two often played together.

"annie, I'm going to play one of my favorite tunes for you," Hawke said as he picked up a piano he had already placed on the swing in the courtyard.

"Song of the G String" - the first time she heard this sad song, Chen Fangrui stared blankly at Hawke, who was wearing a bow tie and smiling at herself, until the sound of the piano stopped faintly.

"Hoke, you are so great!" Chen Fangrui couldn't understand what he was playing, but Hawke's eyes shone like stars, seeming to make her whole body shine.

"Do you like it?" he asked shyly.

"certainly!"

"Then do you like me?" Hawke's eyes flickered inexplicably and asked.

"Of course, you are my... best friend in this life!" She heard the word 'best friend' from the conversation between Hawke's mother and Mrs. Takeuchi. In Chen Fangrui's childhood impression, apart from Mrs. Takeuchi, only Hawke existed.

Continuous.

"No! Except for close friends." Hawke shook his head, stared into Chen Fangrui's eyes and continued to ask: "Do you... like me?"

Chen Fangrui, who was only thirteen years old, stood there in shock. Was Hawke asking about the love between his father and mother? She seemed to have no such feelings for Hawke... yet, "I think... I don't!" Chen Fangrui said

replied.

"You don't like me, so you don't like me!" Hawke lowered his head and murmured, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Why? I read, write, dance with you, and I only play my favorite game for you.

I like the song, why don’t you like me?”

Hawke's question was too profound. Thirteen-year-old Chen Fangrui couldn't answer it. Eighteen-year-old Chen Fangrui still couldn't answer it. I'm afraid she still wouldn't be able to answer it no matter how long she got. Hawke's tear-stained face stayed in Chen Fangrui's mind.

, occasionally appearing with that piece of music.

Hawke's expression at that time was so similar to Gongsun Yingwei's. Do people feel the same state of mind when they are sad? She just knew that love can never be forced. It is too free and too stubborn. Once it sprouts, it will not stop.

Growth cannot be suppressed.

She had always thought that Zhang Nana was a crazy and arrogant woman, but now that she thought about it, she was just a poor person who was obsessed with love.

Looking down from the window, a black car slowly came into view. Chen Fangrui recognized it as Shengrong's car. The car stopped in front of the building. He got out of the car wearing a blue suit. After a while, Takeuchi

The lady then knocked on her door.

"Liangfeng, Shengrong is here to see you!"

"I'll change my clothes and go down," Chen Fangrui stood up and replied with a smile. She turned off the gramophone. The cold voice of "Song of the G String" instantly fell silent, and she put away all the memories of the past.

The spiral staircase in Chen Mansion was very long and wide. Sheng Rong was sitting on the sofa in the living room. When he looked up, he saw her slowly going down the stairs wearing a long blue dress and a cashmere shawl. Her hands were resting on the handrail of the stairs, delicate and delicate.
Chapter completed!