With You For the Rest of My Life novel Chapter 27

Those memories of childhood, like waking up scenes, passed through her mind. The melancholy face of the young man in black gradually overlapped the cold face of Burke.

Rose stopped wiping her hands and squatted down slowly. She curled up and cried out uncontrollably.

Perhaps, the ending had been decided at the moment they had met each other.

Burke was a catastrophe that she would never be able to get rid of in her life.

Twelve years ago, Ray, who had just taken over the family business, was busy with his work. It was normal for him to be away from home for a few days, so he decided to just stay in the company.

It was fall and autumn, the harvest season of a year. The old servant of Lin Family, Ken, had to go back home to help with the farm work.

"Ma'am, if you are bored, why don't you come with Amy and live a few days in our hometown?"

After Lillian quitted her job as a university teacher, she started to look after Rose. She was worried that she couldn't share her husband's trouble at work. Seeing that her husband was so busy, she felt so sorry for him. Ken's suggestion was not inappropriate to her.

"Amy, let's go to our village and live for a few days, okay?" Lillian said gently to the girl who was playing the piano.

Mr. and Mrs. Lin were always in a good relationship. They only had a daughter, and treated her very nicely.

"Yes!"

The music stopped abruptly. At that time, Rose was discharged from school due to her health. She was bored to death. Hearing that she could go to the countryside, she agreed without hesitation.

She had a beautiful face, and with a pure and bright smile, her face looked like the rosy dawn in the spring.

After a simple packing, Lillian took the 14-year-old Rose to Ken's hometown in Qinshan Town. Ken's family was honest and kind to people in the countryside. The Lin Family had always treated them well. They were deeply grateful to Rose and Lillian and dared not to neglect their coming.

Knowing that Rose liked to play the piano when she was free, Ken's wife borrowed the only piano in the village from the principal of the primary school for Rose to kill her time.

The sound of the piano echoed in the afternoon of that autumn, from this manor, bearing some naive worries of a young girl with it.

And it was also this burst of notes tightly intertwined the fate of Rose and Burke.

From time to time, whenever Rose played her musical notes, she could always look out of the window and see a gloomy young man sitting under the sycamore tree in the next courtyard. There seemed to be something weighing on his mind. Although he was a little naive, there was always a touch of sadness on his young and handsome face. The golden yellow leaves fell one after another. The young man was sitting between the leaves, like a painting that was perfectly blended with the bleak autumn.

Following the guidance of destiny, Rose began to pay attention to this melancholy young man. She wanted to ask him how many worries he had and if he could share them.

At that time, in Rose's world, she didn't know what sorrow was like.

Rose had nice parents who had a good relationship, lived in a well-off family and had grown up with all kinds of people around her. Her only worry was how to yearn for a bigger world.