Chapter 829

Drawn by the music, Colin emerged from his garden and approached the entrance of mine. His tall, elegant figure exuded a sense of purity as his deep, dark eyes gazed at me intently.

He silently kept me company for a long time before sitting down beside me and starting a conversation.

That day, he asked me, "Luna, what do you want to be when you grow up? A painter? A musician? Do you have any dreams you want to achieve in the future?"

I brushed the guitar strings with my fingertips and smiled brightly. "One day, I'll buy a house with a large courtyard and plant a huge tree. I'll hang a swing from it. During the day, I'll paint freely. At night, I'll sit on the swing and strum my guitar, serenading the stars."

I craved neither fame nor wealth. Living life on my own terms was enough for me.

Many years had passed, and though childhood memories were buried deep within our minds, Colin remembered everything. He was now helping me realize that dream.

The house he got me was spacious, an