Even now, she often wonders if Lawrenceâs mother would not have become addicted to drugs and Lawrenceâs parents would still be alive if she had not insisted on finding Lawrence back then.
They would have lived in poverty, but at least they would still be alive, instead of being separated by life and death, and even Lawrence has disappeared without a trace.
Almost instinctively, Jasper walked towards the piano room mentioned by those girls. Several girls were already standing at the door, squeezing together and peering inside through the glass, exclaiming in amazement.
As Jasper approached the door, he could faintly hear the sound of piano playing coming from inside.
Although the rooms were soundproofed, the door area was not, so if someone stood at the doorway, they could hear the piano music inside.
It was⦠Transcendental Etude No. 12 Chasse-neige!
She was very familiar with this piece, and even played it countless times after Lawrence disappeared.
At this moment, several people crowded around the glass door, but Jasper couldnât see inside and couldnât see what the person playing the piano looked like.
At the moment, several people were crowded in front of the glass door, and Jasper couldnât see inside or what the person playing the piano looked like.
She stood a little further away from the entrance, closed her eyes, and listened quietly to the faint sound of the piano.
Even though she was skilled in playing the piano herself, she was amazed by the level of skill displayed by the performer.
This kind of piano playing was good enough to join a symphony orchestra!
However, for some reason, this performance gave her an inexplicable feeling of familiarity.
Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat, and a certain speculation flashed through her mind.
As this thought crossed her mind, her emotions began to fluctuate like a calm sea suddenly hit by a fierce storm, causing waves of turmoil.
Could it be Lawrence playing the piano?
The skill displayed was much better than when Lawrence played Transcendental Etude No. 12 Chasse-neige before, but there was still a hint of his style in the performance.
However, if it really was Lawrence, he should know that she was attending this school. After all, she was the representative of the new students this year, and with so many people talking about her in school, he had no reason not to know.
But if Lawrence knew they were in the same school, why wouldnât he appear in front of her?
Too many guesses flashed through her mind one by one.
Finally, the piano music ended, but the discussion among those girls became even more lively. Jasper and Grace kept their eyes closed, savoring the aftertaste of the piano piece, until the sound of the door opening made Jasper slowly open her eyes.
A figure walked out of the room.
It was a tall and slender boy with fair skin and a pair of beautiful but melancholic eyes, like autumn, desolate yet charming. His straight nose was set off by his sharp and thin lips. Such a boy was undoubtedly attractive to women.
However, Jasperâs gaze was fixed on him not because of his beauty, but because of his face⦠It was familiar, with a shadow of Lawrence, like⦠Lawrence after growing up!
Is it Lawrence? Is it really Lawrence?
Heâs alive! He appeared right in front of her!