Chapter 1567: Chapter 1567: Baron Lawrence Playing Piano to Confess
The man under the streetlight seed to be coated with a layer of golden glow, more dazzling than the stars in the sky.
Suddenly, the lody changed.
The ding-dong sounds beca more upbeat.
Enna Clark was listening and found the tune sowhat familiar; just as she was wondering where she had heard it, a girl next to her already started screaming, excitedly pulling on soone’s arm, saying, “It’s ‘Heart Rate’! ‘Heart Rate’! It’s definitely ‘Heart Rate’!”
Heart Rate?
Enna Clark couldn’t rember ever hearing it.
She was mainly surprised. Baron Lawrence could sing? And he was going to… sing here?!
The man playing the piano was handso and noble, making it hard to look away; following the lody, his eyes went directly to Enna Clark, staring at her fiercely without blinking.
“Actually, this doesn’t quite seem like
Especially when I’m with friends
You, the quietest in the noise
Easily ignite my slowly warming heart
A second ago, there was a downpour here
In a second, my heart clears up because of you
These words might be a bit cheesy
But I believe that this is love at first sight…”
Wasn’t it love at first sight for him with this woman?
After a single glance at the airport, he couldn’t forget her anymore.
Before he t her, he never knew he could like soone to this extent, to the point where he wished he could dig his heart out for her!
Baron Lawrence’s voice was deep and llow, a bass-like tone that seed to caress with every word.
And yet, at this mont it seed he was in a good mood; his thin lips curled into an attractive arc, almost intoxicating the girls who were watching.
They all held their breath, gazing at him.
However, the man singing and playing the piano only had eyes for one person from beginning to end—Enna Clark!
Even though Enna Clark wasn’t the most beautiful or eye-catching in the crowd, he only saw her, only saw that one person!
Seeing that woman truly focused on him, recording him on her phone, his previously irritable heart was filled.
Damn it!
Baron Lawrence’s hands didn’t stop moving; his lips parted.
“Curious about your na, your past
Want to describe your sorrow with beauty
Oh, maybe this is just your mask
Hesitation can’t stop from drawing near
Your lips, your scent, and your breath
Hold on, give so alcohol
Won’t you be my lady, maybe
Too many images flash through my mind
In my crazy thoughts, it’s all you, it’s you
But I’m really tryna keep it cool
You’ve walked into my heart
Though you’re just standing there in place
The stage rises for
But I play only for you!”
His English pronunciation was exceptionally standard, impeccably so, not like many singers who try hard to learn and end up sounding stiff.
Baron Lawrence was speaking with a pure British accent, an elegance and nobility exuding from his very bones.
He was sharp in his suit, distinguished in deanor, his posture at the piano exuding nobility. The streetlight shone on his face, further accentuating his deep and dinsional facial contours…
Many girls were already excitedly taking pictures with their phones, completely forgetting that the owner of the piano was still standing beside them; just a mont ago they had been fawning over him nonstop.
Emma, he’s so handso!
It was their first ti seeing such a handso, top-quality man in real life!
What a pity he has a girlfriend.
But to witness such a romantic confession, they were really too lucky.
No, it’s a must to capture this well and post it on my Story!
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