The audience applauded wildly at the end of the music. The rapturous response woke Molly up and
ended Spark's reverie. He opened his eyes and looked at Molly.
"Sounds good?" Spark ignored the applause and simply asked Molly.
Molly nodded and said from the bottom of her heart,"It's divine. It's magnificent. I don't know much
about music, but yours led me into fantasies. I think very few people can play the violin so well. What
I've heard is not only your music, but also your dedication, love for music, and general attitude!"
Spark smiled. His smile was so charming yet arrogant at the same time. He had never been moved by
anybody's feelings nor judgment before. But at that moment, he was. He looked at Molly one more time
and asked,"Do you like the music?"
"Yes, I like it very much!" Molly smiled. "It made me feel so relaxed! All my unhappiness and
depression are gone by the magic of your violin."
He put down the violin and walked up to Molly. He looked her in the eyes and felt that he had known
her for a long time. His lips curved into a smile. "Since you like the music, I'd like to dedicate it to you.
From now on, I will only play this piece exclusively for you!"
Eyes wide open, Molly raised her head slightly and looked at Spark. She had a feeling that Spark was
not joking.
"Hey, it's such a masterful piece of music. Wouldn't it be too wasteful to play it just for me?" Molly asked
politely. But she still felt strangely pleased.
"Of course not," Spark replied. It felt good sitting beside Molly and holding the violin in one hand. He
raised his eyebrows and stole a glance at Molly once more. "It's you who brought the inspiration of this
piece to me. I want to dedicate it to you as a gift."
Molly felt a little bit uncomfortable because of Spark's staring at her. She blinked innocently and
said,"But I don't have any gifts for you."
Spark shrugged his shoulders and said with an indifferent look,"It doesn't matter. Just because I sent
you a gift doesn't mean that you have to send something back to me..." In the meantime, he lowered
his head to look at the bow in his hand. After a while of contemplation, he said,"Why not call it the
Summer Breeze?"
"The Summer Breeze?" At first, Molly was a little puzzled. But after a short while, she thought it was
quite a good name. Spark's music was as blissful as the warm afternoon breeze.
"Yes!" Spark looked at Molly with his eyes gleaming and repeated,"The Summer Breeze."
Somewhat Molly agreed to the name, but she was not quite sure of the real meaning of it. However,
later it became true that Spark only played the music for her alone all his life.
"Spark, Spark..."
A wheezing voice interrupted Molly's thoughts. Spark could do nothing but roll his eyes indifferently as
Molly looked into the distance.
"Finally, I caught up with you!"
"Come on, Nanny. Why can't you let me alone for a while?" Spark frowned and looked at the fat man
Manny in front of him.
"You have to work out the piece for Gaga tonight. Why would you waste time hanging out here?"
Manny was enraged. He glared at Molly, who was sitting beside Spark. He looked at her from head to
toe for a while. Then he turned around and asked,"Who is she?"
"Just a friend," Spark answered flatly. He turned to Molly and saw her curious expression. As if figuring
out what Molly was wondering, Spark explained,"He is Manny, my... friend. Because he enjoys handling
everything for me and controls my schedule, so I call him Nanny. You can also call him Nanny."
The twist tickled Molly, and she had to restrain herself from bursting into laughter.
Nanny looked at Molly, he snorted and said reluctantly,"Only Spark can call me Nanny. And you can
only call me Manny."
"But, Spark tells me to call you Nanny!" Molly said innocently.
"You..." Nanny burnt with rage at Molly's words. But when he saw Spark's fierce eyes, he ground his
teeth and growled,"Forget it, forget it. I don't want to make a fuss about the trifles with you."
He turned to Spark and asked,"Where's Gaga's piece?"
Looking at the pile of scores scattered on the ground, Spark frowned and said,"Look at that pile. It's just
over there. Go find it by yourself!"
Nanny's eyes burned with fire when he heard this. He cursed being Spark's assistant.
'It's so interesting, ' Molly thought. But she didn't know whether it was because of Spark's temperament
or his violin or anything else. All in all, she had a good impression on Spark with that artful Summer
Breeze. Maybe Aunt Shirley was right. No one can tell what the future brings. But always, people have
to believe. in better things and new experiences.
But that opportunity can only be realized when people change and adapt to the situations.
Then Molly smiled all of a sudden. She looked at Spark and said,"It's getting late. I have to leave."
"Will we ever see each other again?" With that question, Spark surprised himself as well. Why would
he ask Molly such a thing? Nanny also raised his head to look at Spark even though he was picking up
the music scores from the ground.
Although there was an activity recently, Spark would only stay in A City for several days. Besides, he
couldn't stay for a long time in one place. He enjoyed traveling in different places and finding the true
meaning of life through adventures. No matter who Spark met, they were just passersby.
"No, I don't think so..." Molly shrugged her shoulders with disappointment. Although she tried to
downplay her feeling by winking, she still said,"Thank you very much today. Thank you for the lie!"
With that, Molly turned around with a big smile on her face and walked out of Spark's sight cheerfully.
Spark kept his eyes on her until she disappeared in the distance.
'What an interesting girl! Although her reactions are a little bit slow, she is not stupid.'
Thinking of this, Spark suddenly laughed out loud.
'Molly, I am looking forward to our next meeting!' Spark thought.
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