Loved Once

Chapter 25

He approached her and clasped her wrist.

The next second, his movements left his control and he hugged the other party tightly.

"Lisa!"

Jungkook's voice almost trembled.

"Jungkook! Are you crazy? "

The women pushed him away and stood up, her face clear in front of him.

But it was not lisa.

"You're beginning to lose sleep, right?"

Rosè didn't know why, but in the past, lisa liked wearing light blue cheongsam the most. Her hair was let down, and her back view made people absent-minded.

"Coincidentally, I couldn't fall asleep either. Every day, I dreamt that lisa told me that it was very cold down there."

Rosè threw the clothes beside him one by one into the fire, "I told you this a long time ago, do not regret it."

"Where's lisa?"

Jungkook asked her with red eyes.

Rosè ignored him and threw the books beside him into the fire.

Jungkook opened his mouth again and asked: "I ask you, where is lisa?"

Rosè laughed coldly, and patted on the ashes on his hands, "You really want to know?"

Jungkook glared at her.

Lisa didn't have any friends, and after marrying him, the only person who kept coming and going was Rosè.

Rosè would appear here in the middle of the night.

It must have been lisa who asked her to come.

"You jump into the fire and burn yourself. You should be able to see her."

Rosè said.

Jungkook snatched away the thing in her hands, and almost crazily extinguished the fire.

"What's the use of going crazy now?"

Rosè stood at the side, every word was heartbreaking, "Even if she's not here anymore, these things are already taken by others, why not I burn them all for her? At the very least, you won't be snatched away by others. "

Jungkook ignored her and walked into the mansion.

Inside, only the first floor had two lights on.

Before he could sort out the things that he had packed from the Shangcheng Residence, the cardboard box had already stood in front of a large area of the living room.

The house, on the other hand, was clean and spotless.

"Lisa!"

Jungkook shouted her name.

She must be here.

The reason why she had deliberately set up such a trap was to make him regret.

Since his objective had not been achieved, lisa would definitely not leave.

But he pushed open all the doors to the rooms, searched through every nook and corner, and found no sign of her.

The southernmost room was lisa's.

He pushed the door open and turned on the light. The darkness in the room was instantly extinguished by the light.

There seemed to be some trace of her in the room.

The clothes in the closet had already been taken down by Rosè and burnt, there were only two or three items left on the shelves.

Wrapped in kraft paper, wrapped in layers of large picture frames, torn halfway down, covered again, and placed on her bedside table, perhaps not yet decided whether to hang it or not.

The sheets were light blue.

Lisa especially liked the blue color, it looked like it belonged to the starry sky or the ocean.

She had also mentioned asking him to accompany her to see the sea many times.

She didn't dare to ask for too much.

Now that he thought about it.

There were so many people saying that Miss lisa Manoban had a temper, but she was always gentle and petty in front of him.

Jungkook lifted the blanket and laid on lisa's bed.

He closed his eyes.

Feel lisa's aura.

From the moment I heard the first person say she was dead.

He began to lose sleep at night.

He obviously didn't believe her at all, but he knew that she was scheming against him.

In the dead of night, he was still unable to sleep.

The pillow was very soft. When he lay down, he felt that it was very hard underneath.

Jungkook reached out his hand.

It was a young girl's diary, pink and purple.

There was also a lock that could only be used for decoration.

It was something that little girls like to use more than ten years ago.

Jungkook sat up and opened the diary.

Lisa's writing was very elegant. He had seen her write extremely beautifully on a piece of paper before, the words on it were a little childish.

The secret began when she was fourteen:

?? It was the first summer since arriving at the Seoul City.

I don't like this place very much, and no one seems to like me. They all laugh at the nouveau riche, but they're envious of their money.

I don't really understand what these people are thinking.

However ??

I met a very, very good little brother, and he smiled very gently.

First, to someone as gentle as me.

I hope to meet him every day when I go to school in the future.

Yes, every day.

Lisa who was a teenager seemed to like recording these small details.

I met him one afternoon and was happy for a while without saying a word.

If one was lucky and heard him talking to someone in the crowd, it would become an extremely beautiful memory to echo him.

One year, one month, one day.

Bigger.

Today, he saw another girl confessing to him. It was the school beauty of the school next door, and there were many people jeering beside her.

I saw him say thank you very gently to them.

And then, there was no 'then'.

I wrote love letters too, but I didn't want to hear him say "thank you."

Hopefully, he could meet him next time without an umbrella, so that he could speak alone.

Remember, you have to be fast. You can't let that nosy guy get the first move!

[T/N: If you dont chose the right thing with in time then there is only regret left:)]