The Foreign Softness

##96 Night Club That Touches the Heart

Anyway, I don't have anything to do. So, I just followed that clown guy out of the hall. We arrived at the back garden of the villa.The sky was full of stars, the night was very bright and the breeze blew the scent of autumn flowers. Unfortunately, the person beside me is not my lover. While my lover has long been someone else's lover and is currently embracing another woman. I'm a little melancholy.

The clown walked down the marble steps first and I followed behind with crutches. I was pensive, not stepping properly and my body was about to fall down. The clown man suddenly turned around and extended his hand to hug me tightly, lest I fall down.

However, the crutches slipped out of my hands and the mask also slipped off my face.

I'm a little panting. The moment just now was really scary. If I fall again, I'm afraid my legs will heal more slowly.

"Are you okay?"

I heard a soft voice sweeping my ears, it was as hoarse and melodious as a male singer and I loved listening to the song of the singer.

"It's okay, thank you."

I tidied my hair, then kept my arms out of the man's embrace.

I lowered my head to look for a fox mask that did not know where to fall. While the clown man looked at my face in the darkness of the night.

I saw a silver object under the magnolia tree at the bottom of the stairs, it looked like my fox mask. So, I jumped on one leg, then bent down to pick it up. The clown man walked one step ahead of me, then bent his tall body and took the mask.

"Unfortunately, this mask is broken." The man breathed a little.

I raised my eyebrows, "Forget it, just a mask."

Wearing that thing is very uncomfortable. After all, no one knows me unless I can turn back time and Elisha. I am not afraid to show my true face.

The clown man hung the mask that was split in two on the branch of the magnolia tree. "Your body seems to be full of scars, how can you get hurt?" ask the clown man casually.

I sighed, "Just get chased by the dog and fall over. No need to be yanked anymore."

I'm looking for an excuse.

Instead, I asked, "Are you alone? Why don't you bring a girlfriend?"

When I said that, I jumped on one leg and sat down at the stone table a few meters away. The clown man took the crutches I dropped and placed them beside the stone table. I'm saying thank you.

The clown man sat in front of me. In the darkness of the night, I could see his black eyes sparkling faintly behind the mask.

"I had a little misunderstanding with him. Now he doesn't want to forgive me and I can't explain it, so I can only be like this."

There was a disappointed tone in his tone.

"Oh?"

I was surprised, "Why can't you explain it?"

At this time, a waiter brought him juice and red wine. Juice was placed in front of me and red wine was given to the clown man.

I took the juice and sipped it.

The man sighed, "I have a last choice."

There was a bit of bitterness in his voice. After saying that, he took out a wine glass and gulped it all down.

I held my cheek and looked at this strange man. I don't know him at all. Yet somehow, I felt a familiar feeling within her, as if we had known her before.

I wanted to ask her what her name was, but the face of the clown in front of me became blurred, my eyelids became heavy. I even fell asleep at the stone table.

"Yuwita, my Yuwita, my woman is you, how should I tell you about my problem?"

It seems like there is a***** low in my ear, with a deep longing indescribable.

"Claras? Clara."

Someone patted my shoulder. I opened my eyes in bewilderment and looked under the starlight if I could turn back the time bending over and standing in front of me while patting my shoulder with concern.

"Just now, a man says there's a lady crutch asleep here. I thought it was you. I'm afraid you got the flu, so I rushed to call you," said if I could turn back time.

Miss crutches, the corner of my mouth twitches. This clown guy is really great at giving nicknames. I looked around, the clown man had disappeared. In the air, only the chrysanthemum scent remained.

By the way, how could I fall asleep so soundly? Am I old? I was constantly sleepy.

I apologized, then took my crutches and together if I could turn back the time back to the villa hall.

It's getting late, I have to go back. I said goodbye to Elisa and got in the car if I could turn back the time leaving the garden villa.

"Be careful on the road."

if you can turn back the clock to take me to Jasmine's apartment. When he left, I waved to him. If you can turn back the time smile thinly and drive the car away in the darkness of the night.

I knocked on Jasmine's apartment door. There was a cheering sound, the little boy suddenly ran into my arms and hugged my feet, "Mother is back, Denis misses you."

I rubbed the little boy's black hair, "Mother misses you too."

The little boy grabbed my hand and took me to the piano room.

I saw the little guy climb on the piano bench, then put his little hands on the piano and move his ten fingers nimbly on the keys, "Fr Elise" the sweet ones flowed from his fingers. But unfortunately, when I was immersed in the melodious piano sound and the excitement with my son being able to play such a beautiful tone, the piano sound suddenly stopped.

Denis got off the piano bench with a face full of frustration. He walked towards me with his head down, "Mom, Denis can only play so much. Denis wanted to play the whole piece of music for grandma, but Denis was kind...."

The little boy's eyes turned red. She was so sad she almost cried.

I crouched down, then stroked the little boy's head gently and lovingly as I said in a soft voice, "Denis, please, you've only been learning piano for less than a month and you can already play that kind of tune. Even half a song, it's already great. Don't be discouraged, as long as you work hard and train every day, you will definitely play well soon."

Denis nodded with his small head bowed, but it could be seen he was still in a depressed mood. I grabbed the little boy's hand, then took him to the sofa, sat down and hugged him.

"When I was your age, I never even saw a music book. When Mom was five, a young woman brought me a music book. Mother pointed to the note on it and called it a small tadpole. Do you think that's funny?"

Denis finally laughed, "Mother is so stupid."

"Yes, I was stupid when I was a kid, but Denis was very smart. Later, is Denis willing to teach Mom how to read music scores and become Mom's piano teacher?"

Denis nodded solemnly, "Okay, Denis has to teach Mom to play the best songs."

"Hm."

I held the little guy's face and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

Two days later, Jasmine returned from Canada. As soon as I entered the door, I heard her quiet voice. He was teaching Denis to play the piano.

Denis sat on the piano bench and listened attentively while nodding his head until Jasmine said, "Look, Mother has come."

Denis got off the piano bench and ran towards me.

Jasmine brought me a beautiful box, "This is for you."

"Thank you, Miss Jasmine."

I opened the box, inside it was a very exotic silk scarf.

Jasmine said, "Right while at home call me aunt. Denis called me Auntie and you called me Miss Jasmine, isn't that weird?"

I smiled a little embarrassedly, but still called her aunt.

Jasmine sat down on the sofa, "I was about to tell you, I wanted to take Denis to Canada, the focus of my career there. Later I won't come here often, I want to bring Denis by my side, can you think about it? If you don't let Denis go, you can go with him. Up there you'll still be working at Kewell."

I thought about it for a second. Indeed a good choice for Denis to go to Canada, it seems like it would be better for Denis to be on Jasmine's side than by my side. Although I'm Denis' mother, I can't give Denis a stable life and I often put him in dangerous situations.

Being by Jasmine's side can not only ensure her safety, but also get a good education. At this moment, I firmly believe in Jasmine. From his good temperament, I think he would be the best teacher for Denis.

"I agree."

Jasmine smiled, Good. I'll have someone go take care of the files tomorrow. Do you want to take care of yours?"

I shook my head, "For now, I'll stay here, maybe one day I'll come along."

Jasmine nodded, "Then it's up to you."

There, Jasmine asked someone to help with Denis's files to go abroad, while I carefully prepared what Denis needed. During this period, news broke on the internet that Candra was taking her wife and daughter to Hawaii for a vacation.

Various romantic photos of the family with blue sky and blue sea went viral in cyberspace.

Candra and Stella, this couple is quite famous on the Internet. I've seen a lot of people commenting on photo posts saying envy to this family.

They said they should marry Candra. If you can't marry Candra, you can just lick the photo screen.

"Mother?"

When I was pensively looking at my phone screen, Denis came and grabbed my hand, "Mom, Grandma Jasmine is looking at a picture of Uncle Candra. Uncle Candra was holding a beautiful young woman. Is that Julia's sister?"

It turned out that Jasmine had also seen the photos, so I nodded, "Yes, that's Julia's sister."

Although this whole life I don't want Denis to call her Julia's sister, I can't put adult complaints on a child, so she'll have resentment prematurely.

Denis frowned, "Besides Uncle Candra was a beautiful aunt. Is she Julia's mother?"

"Yes." Yeah."

I stroked my son's head.

Denis nodded, "I understand. Actually, I'm not Uncle Candra's son. Uncle Candra has his own wife and children. I'm just a mother's son, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

I let out a light sigh and pulled my little son who desperately wanted the love of a father and had a precocious personality into my arms.