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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1087

"The bar?" I blurted out before Dennis could speak, my subconscious mind overwhelmed with memories of that rainy season.

This time the pat on the shoulder is more obvious, can confirm Dennis's intention to soothe, but I just look at Clarie can not open his eyes, do not do any reaction.

Diana was like a seed that had fallen off a cliff. She was independent and became an adult, and became the youngest bar owner in Newton Town.

It's just that fate didn't show Diana any mercy in the end, and she fell at the best age.

The thought of this makes the heart feel like it's being tied up in vines, trapped and suffocated.

I was afraid that Clarie would follow the same path as Diana, open a bar, become a boss, meet a selfish and sophomoric man, and delay her life.

"Yes mom." Clarie had light in her eyes, blazing and sincere, "When I was abroad, I also went to many bars with my classmates and have been very interested, I hope to build a place similar to a club, which can maintain the atmosphere and ensure privacy, where customers can both enjoy relaxing and talk about secretive topics without fear, before I have investigated the relevant data on the internet I found that there are no such comprehensive bars in China, so there should be a great prospect for development."

Folly was overjoyed, "Girl, you're a pleasant surprise, bold and to my liking! I vote for this project!"

Brady propped up his chin against the back of the sofa, actually did not oppose her, but always looked in the direction of Clarie, the eyes of the shrewd call out, small calculations are all written on the face.

According to this person's style of action, if they really look at Clarie, will certainly take advantage of Folly's time to take care of the side attack, probably in the end Folly even when they lost, lost in where do not know.

This was all an afterthought, right now I was only concerned about Clarie's heart, more nervous than anyone else in the room, yet afraid that the child would see it, clumsily suppressing it, barely keeping my voice calm, and asking, "Clarie, tell mommy, is there any other reason you want to open a bar for business than because you like it?"

Asking the question out loud, I couldn't help but squeeze my palms together, dreading to hear the imaginary answer - she knew.

About her life, about Diana, and about Diana's life that ended abruptly.

However, Clarie kept a smile in her eyes and simply looked at me, her emotions did not change much, and said sincerely, "Mom, liking is not enough, this is the second thing I like to do besides math, can I do it?"

At that moment I was staring at Clarie's face as if I was suddenly lost in thought. The faces of Diana and Clarie kept overlapping and scattering, as if there was no limitation of time and space, and the person sitting in front of me was not Clarie but Diana.

"You know what Clara, I like to be in the light, sometimes awake and sometimes confused, that will let me forget a lot of anxiety, and occasionally, I can see the people I have missed for a long time. "

Diana convinced me with these words back then.

Because she liked it, I supported it, and her liking sent her to Mario's bed without ever experiencing what it was like to be truly loved until her death.

Even now, everyone is at peace, but I always have a thorn in my heart, deep-rooted, will never be removed.

My eyes were fogged over and I couldn't tell reality from illusion. As a good mother I should support my child's chosen dream, but there was an invisible force that seemed to suppress and control it so that I couldn't speak.

Maybe it's a meditation that Diana has the same idea as I do, it must be.

"Your thoughts are understood by Mom and me."

Dennis's familiar low voice came into my ears, I gradually came back to my senses, and the next second, his big hand came up, wrapped my hand in the whole hand, naturally pulled it over and put it on his lap to play with it.

"But opening a bar is not as simple as you think, basic investment aside, those hidden under the surface of the complex relationship, it is difficult to figure out for a while, or let you Uncle Toby to find out clearly, from the long term, how?"

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