GoodNovelChapter 328 I just hoped to study well, learning real skills to take back with me, Maybe it was my attitude that surprised him. As my expression grew colder, he finally released my wrist and took a couple of steps back, creating a sate between us. e distance.
"No matter who you're with or weren't, we're like two parallel lines that can never intersect again," I said. I merely smiled and tumed to leave, thinlding we had cleared the air, and there was no need for further entanglement. But I didn't realize that sthings were like threads that couldn't be untangled. Feelings like these were nearly impossible to clean up completely, as long as there was a glimmer of hope in one's heart, they wouldn't easily let go. Whether it was love that couldn't be realized or genuinely letting go, I truly didn't have the energy to think about romance right now. The burdens of life were suffocating, making it seem impossible to find the sincere warmth I craved. I felt like a fish washed ashore, gasping for air, tortured by the desire to jump back into the water, only to realize that it would take even more effort to overcnumerous obstacles.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter returning home, I sensed that my emotions were spiraling out of control, so I decided to take a few walks around the area.
The night scenery was stunning: Maville was a popular tourist destination with diverse cultural landscapes. Even the shimmering lake nearby sparkled with tiny lights, creating an atmosphere that was both vibrant and slightly ambiguous. The beauty here was breathtaking, filled with a sense of yeaming. Perhaps I loved this environment, wishing to thrive in it. After walling for a while, I suddenly spotted a blond young man not far away.
He sat silently on a bench, holding a paintbrush as if he were sketching something special on his canvas. From a distance, I could vaguely see his graceful movements as he painted.
The moonlight bathed him in a silver glow, and each stroke he made seemed exceptionally elegant. I could even see the definition of his muscles and the perfect Lines of his body.
His long fingers gripped the paintbrush, exuding an unself-conscious beauty that drewcloser I began to walk more slowly as if approaching something sacred that should not be disturbed. As I got closer, I felt an unusual aura emanating from him. He had a refined elegance and an air of mystery that captivated me. Like a demigod, he seemed to drawin, and when we were just a couple of meters apart, I paused.
He stopped painting too, and his strildng blue eyes were exceptionally clear, looking atwith a gentle expression, like a heavenly being descending from the sky.
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For a moment, I was stunned. How could a man be more beautiful than a woman jadiating such elegant charm?
He was a typical Maville citizen, but I noticed sEaston features in his thick brows, giving him a unique and attractive quality.
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