Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 179 The Awesome Concerto of Sonata Pathétique (Part Three)

The applause continued, but Molly stood still, not contributing to the thumping applause. She just stood there in awe looking at the duo on the platform. Suddenly, she had a feeling that she was not the most unfortunate person. Maybe everyone had their own misfortunes and hardships that could not possibly be seen, let alone be understood by outsiders. Glamorous like Wing and Spark, they might be world- famous, but at the moment, in each other's melody, they both exposed too much of their emotions to one another and everyone present. They were actually vulnerable. Even a person who didn't understand music like her could hear their thoughts through the melody. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Meanwhile, Harrow was holding his dropping hands tightly, and his eyebrows were squeezed together anxiously. If he could deceive himself earlier that Spark would eventually let go of the past grief as he grew up with the lapse of time, however, in this moment, he knew that he was harboring an unreasonable and extravagant hope and Spark would never forgive Su Family as well as him!

Wing stood up, bowing to the audience to acknowledge their applause like a princess, while Spark caught the violin under his arm, and also bent down to acknowledge and appreciate their support. His behavior at this moment was somewhat surprising owing to his usual arrogant composition, but somehow, the audience understood what his gesture meant.

It might be easy for these people to find a kindred spirit, but without any communication, it was not easy to know each other by a melody without any rehearsal before.

At the end of the melody, the curtain gradually dropped down in a bid to close under the unceasing applause. But people were still standing there applauding, as if longing for more of such performance. Even watching the red curtain being fully closed, they were still not willing to leave as they were in complete awe.

Meanwhile at the backstage, Weston gently wiped the tears off from Wing's face. Looking at her with deep concern, he didn't utter a word. He always understood her, so he never asked.

"Spark, you seldom make it so serious and emotional." Manny looked at Spark and declared.

Spark did not look at him. He just put the violin in the box, and then stuffed it into Manny's arms. At this moment, he was no longer captivated by the emotions he had expressed on stage, but only with his usual arrogant and unruly spirit. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said,"You go back first!"

"So what are you going to do?" Manny furrowed his eyebrows.

"Well, I intend to look for the summer breeze..." Spark spoke with an air of mystery, patted Manny on the shoulder and left the backstage without greeting anyone. He knew that Manny would handle the rest things properly for him in his absence.

Just after Spark left, Richie, Shirley, Brian and Eric walked in backstage. Then, Edgar, as mayor of A City, also came to congratulate the team on success of the concert.

However, Molly did not come backstage. When Brian and others decided to come backstage, she did not follow them, just saying that she would wait for Brian outside the Auditorium instead.

The audience gathered in the Auditorium gradually started leaving, and then the lively place suddenly became quiet due to their departure. Outside the Auditorium, Molly was watching a huge poster, in which Wing was standing slightly sideways in front of a grand piano. Gradually, she got lost in her thoughts...

She admitted that she was jealous of her earlier as she was beautiful, demure and sweet. With such a dazzling aura, she would seem to attract all the attention, and even the aloof and ruthless Brian was so gentle towards her... Right before the concert, Aunt Shirley told Molly that Wing was her daughter. At that moment, in addition to surprise, Molly seemed to get relieved from the pressure lingering in her heart since a long time ago. And she began to envy Wing for she had a mother like Shirley.

Watching Wing playing the piano quietly and yet briskly on the stage, Molly felt Wing seemed to be able to give life to those melodies and so they touched the hearts of people. All of a sudden, she began to feel ashamed of herself. How could she even be compared with Wing? Wing was destined to win all the attention and glory.

Then, after Molly listened to the concert played together by Wing and Spark, all her previous thoughts and inhibitions had collapsed. She felt that Wing also shared her sadness. She endured so much sadness for a long time without ever expressing it, which, however, was now churned out of her heart inadvertently with the help of Spark's melody.

But why? What was the reason for her overpowering and numbing sadness?

She had almost everything that people desired to possess, including beautiful appearance, money, status and even many people loving her sincerely. However, she seemed to have some unavoidable unhappiness, which had always been lingering in her mind but was bottled up...

Molly's heart was a little heavy just realizing how she misunderstood Wing. She didn't know what was wrong with her. How could she read their minds from their melodies without listening to any they played together before? Is it true that they gave life to the melodies, or could it be possible that such kind of music always arouse people's sadness and tugged at their emotions?

"Alas..."

Molly sighed, curled her lips, and had a another close glance at Wing on the poster. Then, she turned around. Just at the moment when she was to raise her head, a tall figure was standing before her, asking her with bemusement:"Why are you standing here all by yourself and sighing?"

Molly did not see clearly or guess who was standing across her, but her thoughts suddenly stopped. Losing out on time to react, gripped with fear irrationally she suddenly yelled out "Ahhhh" and then

retreated. Behind her was the huge poster frame, and as she took a few steps back, she accidentally stepped on the frame. Suddenly, she lost her center of gravity and fell backwards...

"Ahhhh..."

Molly cried out in horror as she lost her balance. Although Spark did have the naughty intention to scare her a little bit, he didn't expect for such a thing to happen. Without any time to think, he began to pull Molly's waving arms in a bid to prevent her from falling.

As soon as his hand reached out and grabbed Molly's hand, she immediately caught his hand instinctively. However, as her body was gradually falling back, in such a flustering situation, she dragged Spark more forcefully, and then, they both fell down unsteadily and simultaneously.

When the sound of "Ouch" pain came out from her, without any time to feel the pain of falling on the iron frame, her eyes widened due to panic, only because after Spark fell down, his lips were stuck to her lips just like the plot of a crazy drama broadcast during prime time.

All their movements stopped, and meanwhile they even forgot to breathe. Glaring at each other stiffly, both of them forgot how to react and compose themselves owing to the sheer awkwardness...

Just at the moment, a sharp glance fell on them, and the glance gradually became so dark and deep...