In Every Life [Jenlisa]

Chapter 39

The night breeze was blowing gently.

A black Mercedes-Benz business car drove into the villa area.

"We have arrived, Mr. Kim and Miss Kim," the driver said in a deep voice as he stopped the car.

The inside of the car was dimly lit, and Mino had half-closed eyes with a throbbing brow.

"Brother, we're here," Jennie gently patted him.

Mino suddenly opened his eyes, and the newly lit car light reflected in his bloodshot eyes.

He sighed lightly, "Let's go. You've followed me for a whole day, are you satisfied now?"

"Yes." Jennie nodded, relieved and smiled.

Mino rubbed his brow wearily, took a long step with his long legs, got out of the car, and said, "I won't go back on my promise. Your brother is not a person who breaks his word."

"I know, I know. Brother is the best." Jennie took a few steps forward, hugged Mino's arm, and entered the door with him.

The living room was empty, with only a wall lamp casting a faint light.

Jennie closed the door and felt the tension that had been building up in her mind all day snap like a string. She looked at the calendar on the wall and a relieved smile appeared in her exhausted eyes.

July 19th, the day her brother died in a plane crash in their past life, had finally passed.

Early in the morning, Jennie had begged Mino not to take any flights for nearly a month. Although he was puzzled, he couldn't resist his sister's tearful plea and agreed.

He had always doted on his only sister without any principles.

The summer night in the coastal city was not very hot. Jennie opened the window and looked at the night view of the garden with its flickering lights, feeling peaceful and serene in her heart.

It was so nice to have the people who loved her still by her side.

*

After the summer vacation, the atmosphere in the class became much more tense.

The countdown to the college entrance exam was written on the blackboard, and the numbers were decreasing day by day.

Meanwhile, the papers on the desks were getting thicker and thicker.

The cold air from the air conditioner was blowing loudly, and Lisa looked at the empty chair next to him. His broken heart felt like it was filled with icy wind, desolate and lonely.

There were always a lot of exams in the third year of high school. Just as he finished correcting the papers from the previous week, the next week's exams were already on their way.

The school allowed early submission of papers, and Lisa always wrote quickly, always the first to submit in the exam room.

Summer was still in full swing, and as he walked out of the classroom building, the stuffy heat hit his face.

With his backpack on his back, Lisa unconsciously walked to the outside of the music building.

The Chinese parasol tree outside Room 8 was still lush and green, and the sunlight passed through, casting fragmented shadows on the ground.

The evening breeze blew the corner of the window curtain, but the girl he had been thinking about was no longer there. The seeds of longing were slowly sown, flourishing with the passing of time.

Lisa leaned against the parasol tree, lost in thought. He stood there for who knows how long before finally turning to leave.

Summer nights come late, and the sky was still a clear shade of blue when he arrived home.