"What's wrong?"
It was the first time that Mylo had seen Rita so uneasy. He couldn't help looking in her direction, but he didn't see anyone, not even anything.
However, Rita's expression was not quite right. He couldn't help getting up.
"Are you feeling unwell? Why don't we go back?"
"Go back first. I have something urgent to attend to, so I'll take my leave first. I'll contact you later."
Rita stood up and left.
Mylo wanted to grab her, but he didn't do so. He watched as Rita brushed past him. It was as if the fate between them was always a little lacking.
The faint sense of loss stunned him for a moment, but he quickly restrained it and then turned around to follow her.
He couldn't let Rita act alone like this, no matter how clearly she refused for him to follow her just now.
Rita didn't know what Mylo was thinking at all. She quickly went to the corner but didn't see the figure just now, but the familiar smell hadn't yet dissipated in the air.
It was him!
There was a trace of unclear emotion in Rita's eyes, but she did not pursue him any further.
Mylo couldn't help but feel a little upset when he saw how dejected she was.
The light that flashed through her eyes just now was like the light that he had been following her footsteps.
So who did she see just now?
Her first love?
Mylo clenched his fists tightly.
He had been away for too long, so much so that Rita forgot his existence and even liked a boy.
As for the boy's inexplicable disappearance, he couldn't get any news. Everyone was similar, so Rita slowly stopped thinking about it.
He knew that there was no love confession between Rita and the boy, and they didn't even have time to confess. But the more this was the case, the harder it was for them to get rid of the purest and most beautiful love, wasn't it?
Rita's life had begun to count down. Mylo had always thought that it was God's favor for her to be able to meet Mylo at this time. But now, why did he send that man to Rita again?
If that was the case, was he not even qualified to stay with her?
Mylo's mood fluctuated for a while.
It wasn't that Rita didn't know that someone was following behind her. The familiar footsteps and deliberately low breathing sounds were so familiar that it made her feel a little uncomfortable.
She didn't look back or make a sound. She walked alone on the road, followed by Mylo.
The two of them had a tacit understanding, but Rita's heart was in turmoil.
Jake Fang!
How did he appear?
He suddenly disappeared a few years ago. No one knew where he had gone, and no one could find his whereabouts. Even if she begged her brother, Zion, with all kinds of means, she could not find this person. It was as if this person had suddenly disappeared from the world, and there was no trace of him at all.
If it wasn't for the few gifts that Jake had given her, she would have thought that this person was someone she had imagined.
But after so many years, when her life entered the countdown, this man appeared quietly, but his favorite smell was left in the air. Obviously, he wanted to make her remember her feelings and concern.
Rita didn't know what to say about her feelings for him.
She had always been a person who liked good looks.
Jake was very good- looking, clean, and elegant, just like Mylo.
Over the years, she had always liked to watch men like him, and she liked to pay attention to men like him.
She didn't know why in the past, but now she understood that it was because of Mylo.
She suddenly smiled.
"Mylo, if you don't join the business and continue to study music, are you going to be a well-known music student now? Maybe in order to listen to your performance, I'll have to line up for a few hours to buy tickets."
"No."
Mylo's sudden words caused Rita to be slightly taken aback.
"What?"
"I won't let you queue up. I will give you the tickets for every performance in advance."
Mylo spoke in an extremely serious tone.
Rita suddenly burst into tears. She quickly turned her head to one side.
"Becoming your girlfriend should be very nice."
"Do you want to give it a try?"
Mylo had been looking at Rita with an extremely serious expression.
She had heard such words and expressions many times. When she was teaching, Mylo would say it once every day, but she always refused. But now looking at Mylo's expectant eyes, she suddenly said, "Just now I saw my first love. I found that I still cared about him in my heart. Don't you care?"
Mylo's face stiffened.
Don't care?
How could it be possible!
He cared about her very much, but he didn't want to let her go. He didn't want to.
"Rita, I know what you mean by saying that. You want to drive me away and want to die alone in a foreign country. Don't think about it. Even if I have to be shameless, I will accompany you for the last time."
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