Chapter 239:

The sunshine rain, which had initially been a mild drizzle, escalated right into a relentless downpour. Unconsciously biting her lip, Lee-yeon shifted her consideration to the persistently ringing telephone.

It was a quantity that, prior to now, remained unavailable.

The second that dreaded title materialized on the display, Lee-yeon rapidly answered it.

Because the rain-soaked soil beneath her toes solidified, a heaviness settled inside Lee-yeon.

Chae-woo, dont keep in a spot like this anymore.

Simply as crops require particular soil for optimum development, Lee-yeon wished to uproot Kwon Chae-woo and transplant him as a lot as attainable.

Her stifled breath lastly discovered launch by means of newfound prayers.

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Lee-yeon.

The voice from the opposite finish of the receiver was a sign. Although she couldnt swiftly run as a result of her delicate abdomen, Lee-yeons strides step by step elevated.

The staff appeared to have evacuated earlier because of the sudden downpour, and she or he pierced by means of the rain, making a makeshift awning along with her palm.

Theres one thing I need to present Lee-yeon.

.

Ive discovered it, a technique to fill the hole of 5 hundred years.

The place are you now?

Whereas already heading in direction of him, Lee-yeon requested, concealing her unease.

Im going to Lee-yeon proper now. Wait there.

No, Im on my manner

With out realizing it, she discovered herself anxiously anticipating the second he would play the primary observe.

Nevertheless, Kwon Chae-woo couldnt transfer simply. It regarded as if resilient vines had been tightly coiled round his arms, hindering him. With out considering, Lee-yeon moved earlier than she might ponder.

Approaching Kwon Chae-woo, she brushed his wrist as if eradicating thorns.

Theres nothing there.

Her contact made Kwon Chae-woo shrug his shoulders.

Dont look again.

After experiencing Kwon Ki-seoks twisted malice, it was like a well-contained emotion gushing out.

Mr. Kwon Chae-woo stated to do this.

She touched Kwon Chae-woos fingers, the again of his hand, and his wrist as if there have been no obstacles. Kwon Chae-woo might solely helplessly have a look at her, the lady who had immediately appeared like a light-weight. The long-standing thorny vines that had been entangled like a model started to step by step disappear.

When Kwon Chae-woo breathed unsteadily, a low bass lower by means of the raindrops.

.!

He traversed the acquainted fingerboard up and down, producing a sound.

The elongated fingers, aggressively shaking every skinny string, sharp bone joints protruding. When the sound, buried for years, lastly sprouted, an intense melody bloomed from his fingertips.

The preliminary burst of the cellos sound, explosively mingling with the pouring rain, was oddly harmonious. He clenched his jaw, confidently traversing the lengthy fingerboard, scratching it like he was scraping the abyss.

When the sound emerged from the cellos strings, a poignant melody rang out.

Chaconne, the saddest music on the earth.

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