Chapter 328

Chapter 328:

Lying on the bed for a while, Stella felt bored again. Seeing that RK was sitting next to her and reading the documents attentively, she realized she had to start her work too. She worked harder to reach for the laptop on the table.

Unfortunately, the laptop was too far away from her. She could only let her fingers brush against her precious laptop again and again by the table. God, who would help her?

Just then, Stella saw a white, slender hand reach out from the air and help her grab the laptop.

Stella followed the hand and looked up. Sure enough, she saw RK’s face, which had not changed at all.

Stella lay in bed with the laptop in her arms while RK returned to the sofa and continued to read the documents.

After a long time, Stella had completely entered a state of writing. Other than the sound of typing, the only sound left in the ward was the rain falling outside the window...

It was rare to see such rainfall in summer. The sound of the rain was faint and quiet, and Stella became more and more absorbed in it.

She wrote about her high school life, where she met someone very important to her—none other than Violet Bryant, who had learned piano with her.

Violet’s family background was very good, and her parents were also very open-minded. Violet loved the piano, so her parents hired a teacher. She had been playing piano since elementary school and was very good at it.

As a freshman in high school, Stella was like a rookie compared to Violet.

At that time, Violet would take an hour each day to teach Stella piano. David always thought that Stella would finish school one hour late, but to be honest, that was not the case... After school every day, the first thing Stella thought about was not going home, but going to the Bryant family home with Violet. She practiced little by little, and in the end, Stella’s piano skills were almost comparable to Violet’s.

When they were in high school, playing the piano wasn’t enough to satisfy the two of them. Stella saved some money to buy a guitar. The two of them practiced on that guitar for more than a year. Both had the talent to learn musical instruments, so it didn’t take long for them to play the guitar very skillfully.

gⱯlnσν퓮ℓs.com hosts the latest chapters Not long after Stella bought the guitar, she and Violet went to buy two identical flutes. The ethereal and distant sound fascinated them both.

When they graduated high school, they had become very good guitarists. Violet played beautifully, and her piano skills, which she had honed, were the instrument she was most familiar with.

Even Mr. and Mrs. Bryant recognized Stella as their goddaughter, believing that she had inspired Violet’s motivation to learn.

However, in the end, Violet went abroad to study, and the two of them could not attend the same university.

Despite this, it was said that Violet was regarded as a talented musical prodigy when she went abroad. Her life was smooth, and it was said that she thrived in school.

Everything was fine for her, so she could live peacefully...

My friend, I wish you happiness!

In university, Stella often chatted with Violet. Violet’s overseas life seemed to be going well. She found a new university life. The two of them still remembered each other and often messaged.

Later, when Violet returned to the country, they met up, but Violet left again.

Stella often visited the Bryant family home to see Violet’s parents. The elderly couple’s retired life was also very happy. Mr.

Bryant often played chess with others, while Mrs. Bryant enjoyed watching dramas at home.

Every time Stella visited, the couple treated her warmly, making Stella feel a sense of intimacy when she returned to the Bryant family home. That was something she had never experienced in the Richard family.

She was very grateful to Violet and thankful for having such a good friend. Violet was like a warm sun in her youth, and she cherished their friendship. That part of the book captured her high school memories.

It seemed there was no young love, no heavy schoolwork, and no fun and games left on the playground—only the image of her and Violet sitting quietly by the window, playing the guitar.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually illuminated the window, and they were free from pain, only filled with joy. There was no hurry, only calmness. She loved the soft orange sunshine that illuminated their faces as the setting sun turned red like blood.

Sometimes, some things seemed obscure and unremarkable...

However, they were often what you missed the most when you looked back, and they could easily make you cry. When you thought of the past and your youth, an unrestrained smile would appear on your face.

Life during those years was so nice!

At the end of the chapter, Stella wrote...

Looking at the time in the lower right corner of the laptop, Stella was a little stunned.

It was already 10 PM. She had actually typed while lying on her stomach for nearly four hours. She felt so lucky. She hadn’t put in so much effort while she was in school. It was truly amazing.

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