Chapter 671

My uneasiness didn't dampen the scene's excitement.

The barbecue expert Colin mentioned held a handful of skewers. He walked briskly over to the long table, placed them on a large tray covered with a greaseproof bag, and shouted, "Mr. White, here are the skewers! Enjoy them while they're hot!"

He then commanded a waiter, "Hey, stop talking! Serve the wine!"

He looked quite professional.

Colin came over and took my hand. His warm hand successfully suppressed my uneasiness.

He led me over to the table and handed me the skewers. I was ecstatic after I took a bite because of the deliciousness of the onion and coriander mixed with the spicy sauce.

My teenage years were some of my happiest times. I felt the four years that involved Colin were the best in my early years. In the years to come, I was thrilled whenever I thought about it.

I didn't want to think too much and didn't care what was missing anymore.

Carpe diem. That was more important.

In my life, my parents were long-lived