The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

Chapter 18 Confession

Knowing Brenton's position, I felt much more relaxed. Interacting with him, I gradually returned to the mode of old friends.

The two children liked him very much.

Magic, Rubik's Cube, even homework... Once I couldn't do it, I would shout loudly, "Brenton! Brenton! Help me take a look!"

I would occasionally correct their way of addressing him: "You should call him Uncle Brenton."

Song Shen said it's okay, calling like this is friendly.

He never made it clear that I was Grace, as if me and my children were just new friends he had met and got along with while he was abroad.

My yard was a playground, with many toys on it, such as seesaws and toy cars, mainly for children to play with.

Brenton's yard was mainly filled with green plants, whether it was phoenix trees, roses, or fish tanks with small fish, all of which I liked.

At first glance, it looked like a desert and an oasis.

When the children were playing in the sandpit, he liked to invite me over for a cup of coffee.

The sunlight poured down from above, making people feel that time was peaceful.

Chapter 18 Confession

Later, we dismantled the fence.

The place where I played the piano, apart from my music. room, was his yard. "Do you like it?"

As the song ended, Brenton's voice came from behind.

I was startled, and my face, neck, and ears became hot.

my flushed cheeks. He sat on the wicker chair, elegantly crossing his legs, and watched the two children playing in the yard next to

liked it," he said, his gaze distant, as if his eyes were fixed on a child or a handful

this kind of life many years ago, leisurely afternoons, a yard filled with roses, lazy little cats, children playing freely, and beside

moment, his gaze turned towards me, with deep emotions. "Beloved

panicked and became

filled

I pretend that I

Sure!

my bow and pen at the

Chapter 18 Confession

What do other people call him? Don't you have any

it as a pet around here? How many people have been looking for you during this

him, but I also apologized for him and compensated for

at me and smiled, his gaze

felt

quickly averted his

to the side of the large water tank, splashing water with a bang, startling the fish to leap with the

a moment and

the song

were

stories were

life, I counted the passing years like a dream come

together with you, witnessing the changes

with its legs crossed, watched the children's Brenton who was

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into the sky, and the blooming pink roses resembled the

were two cups of coffee on the table,

one was mine.

my fleeting light, my

Brenton, not only liked playing with him,