Henry was was opposed to leaving Wu City but I urged him incessantly and obstinately stood at the door after he took me back home. He surveyed my stubborn stance and sighed. "You're really chasing me away?"The people around me were few and far between and my only confidant, Summer, was still stuck in prison.To be honest, I was crestfallen to see him go.However, he had been overwhelmed with calls recently.I was mindful of the responsibilities that he bore at home and would hate to hold him back.Furthermore, I was averse to him witnessing my passing.I dipped my head and dispelled his concerns. "Yes, give me some time to myself.""Were nine years of alone time not enough?"I was caught by surprise when the realization hit me that this year marked the ninth anniversary of my parents' deaths.The years had flown past in such a blur that I had done nothing for my own well-being.The only decision I had made had been the worst mistake of my life.If I could rewind time, I wou
I'd never played this piece in public, or it would be more accurate to say that I had not touched this piece since the death of my parents. I lacked the courage and it was a way for me my subconscious self to escape reality.This might be the last lesson I had with them and thus I treated this piece as my parting gift to them. By offering them my most precious memory, I hoped they would remember that they once had me as a teacher.This music piece, Street Where Wind Resides.The song was etched into the depths of my memory as recollections flooded my mind; memories of the mesmerizing notes of that man's piano and his mellow voice calling out 'little miss' replayed in my head. I closed my eyes and allowed my fingers to take control of the keys as the music flowed from my piano, just like how it had once flowed from his.I mused on the title of this piece. In retrospect, the 'wind' never 'resided' in a particular 'street'. It simply passed by. This gust of 'wind' would swirl around u
She shook her head and then abruptly said, "I don't know why, but I have been missing you a lot recently. I feel very uneasy and keep thinking that you are going to leave me. Just like how Joseph left me without saying anything."I paused for a moment and then said with a smile, "Silly, I will always be here.""Carol, I keep feeling like you are hiding something from me."After leaving the prison, I hesitated a little before deciding to go to town. I happened to chance upon Joseph's grandmother pushing him in his wheelchair and followed them from a distance, not bothering him until his grandmother had gone.I knew that he was not stupid. He was waiting for me to approach him.I had not yet reached him when I heard him ask, "How is she?"I asked softly, "Who?""Summer," he said."Do you know her?""I am not stupid. Of course I remember her."I asked him, "Then why did you pretend not to?"After a slight pause, I smiled and asked again, "Is it because you feel inferior? That y
I was dying and I had made peace with myself.I said with a smile, "I will. I forgive you.""Caroline, what happened to you?"I frowned and asked, "Hum?""I feel that something is wrong with you."I said gently, "I am fine.""Are you at home? I am downstairs."I did not say anything.I hung up hastily and got up. I hid the painkillers scattered around the room and changed into fresh clothes. I even put on an exquisite look with makeup. During this time, I did not pick up any of the calls from Dixon. I knew that I would not be able to stop him like this because he had found out the pass-code to my home not long ago.1227, The 27th of December.I had told him that on the day of our date.He had frowned and asked, "Why did you choose this number for your pass-code?"I had given him a perfunctory reply then, saying, "It's just a random number."There were knocking sounds on the door of my bedroom as I did my makeup. I put down my lipstick and opened the door for him. Dixon wor
I did not open the door, so I did not see the anticipation on his face.I smile as usual and asked, "So?""Caroline, be with me once more."I opened my mouth to refuse him but he received a sudden phone call and left.I stood in front of the floor-length window weakly. Dixon was wearing a light tan coat. His back was facing me as he stood straight and tall. He was just as lovable and likable as he had been many years ago.He got into his car and left hurriedly.I closed my eyes and returned to bed. Henry called me just as I sat down.He asked concernedly, "How have you been recently?""Not bad. I do miss the life I led previously a little. The scenes keep replaying in my mind. Brother Henry, there are some things I have not told anyone else but Summer. Do you want to listen to my story?"Henry answered gently, "Yes, as long as you are willing to tell me.""I was 14 when I met Dixon. The first song I heard him play was called 'The Street Where Wind Resides'. That was the last
The wedding was brought forward. Gwen had requested it to be on New Year's Eve. The air was thick with a festive atmosphere and the Gregg family home was lit up brightly. Gwen was wearing a snow-white wedding gown and sitting in the bedroom, waiting for her groom to pick her up.However, the groom was sitting in the study and looking preoccupied.Today was his wedding day, but he could not bring himself to be happy no matter what. It was as if the person getting married today was not him. He even felt numb inside, as if he was just completing a mission.He fiddled around with the wedding ring on his finger and suddenly remembered that Caroline had put this on him personally when they had gotten married. When he thought of Caroline, the man's heart felt warm for some reason.It was as if only the woman called Caroline could affect him.He sat on the sofa silently and suddenly thought of calling Caroline.Just as he took out his phone, he received a call.The name "Carol" lit up o
She had given him all her blessings even though he had hurt her.He would rather have had to endure her hatred and anger than receive her easy forgiveness.Mr. Connor, the lawyer, said, "Miss Shaw had a dying wish."Dixon found it hard to control his sorrow. Mr. Connor continued, "Miss Shaw hoped that you can send her off on the day of her passing by playing her favorite piano piece, 'The Street Where Wind Resides'."Dixon looked up at Mr. Connor in surprise. He asked, "What did you say?""Miss Shaw wanted to hear you play 'The Street Where Wind Resides' for her."He did not know how to play the piano...Dixon suddenly turned to look at the calm Lance Gregg fearfully.Lance was wearing a black coat and looked indifferent. Beside him was an extraordinarily expensive piano.Dixon's voice shook as he asked, "You knew about this long ago?""Yes, the person the little lady liked is me."Lance stared at the half-open casket fixedly. Only the girl's neck and lower body could be see
"Carol, you just had surgery; you should rest."I was not dead. Henry took me away from Wu City and I underwent surgery.It was a surgery that had a success rate of one percent.However, Henry said that I had been on the brink of death when he arrived at the Shaw villa that night. I had been lying on the bed wearing a white dress. My face was pale and I was lifeless. I would have died if I had not had the surgery.The surgery was not a complete success, but it had not failed either.At least it had given me more time.Summer tucked my long hair behind my ears. I opened my mouth with some difficulty. When she saw that, she hurriedly stopped me and said, "You just woke up and there are machines attached to you. You can't speak for now."I blinked to show that I understood. Then, Summer continued, "We did not take you away a few days ago. Henry suggested that I call Dixon. When he came by, he thought you were dead and cried miserably. They even held a funeral for you and the lawyer