Having heard that, Tiffany Lynch finally cald down and out of sight, out of mind, she turned off her cellphone.
After so thought, however, she still couldn’t accept it. She learned that Hannah had been invited to attend an international brand fashion week in three days, and she couldn’t wait to get an invitation for herself through connections.
This ti, she was determined to outshine Hannah at the event.
*
Recording studio.
Jas Landon was still wearing his usual dark sweatshirt, his overgrown hair almost covering his eyes, with a pair of thin-rimd glasses perched on his nose and headphones in hand. His lips were tightly sealed, an image of seriousness and concentration.
Behind a glass window, Hayes Edwards was singing passionately.
The unedited notes were flying all over the place, each one like a figurative blow to the sound engineer’s head.
Even Ginny, sitting on the sofa, couldn’t help but cover her ears, leaning back with a look of helplessness and fatigue, "Isn’t Hayes Edwards a mber of a boy band? He’s really off key."
Jas Landon wrote sothing in the notebook and then turned to pour Hannah so water, explaining, "Tone deafness is innate. One type is due to undeveloped muscles around the vocal cords, preventing so high notes from being produced, and the other is due to poor pitch discrimination by the ears resulting in inaccurate pitch. The forr can hardly be changed, while the latter can be improved with practice."
Having taken a sip of water, Jas Landon added, "Hayes Edwards falls into the forr category."
Hannah sighed and looked at the confident Hayes Edwards in the recording studio, silently withdrawing her gaze, "Confidence is really nice."
Jas Landon smiled, his gaze falling on that bright and delicate face. It had only been a month since they last saw each other, yet it felt like many years had passed.
Behind the lenses, his lowered eyes seed to regain their usual tranquility.
He was an extrely quiet and introverted person, who beca talkative only when dealing with his profession or with people he felt comfortable with.
After speaking that long string of words, he beca quiet once again and Jas Landon felt sowhat awkward.
The cup of warm water in his hand had cooled down and then ward up again from his body heat. He opened his mouth, but didn’t know what to say.
In his ears, the ongoing sound was still Hayes Edwards’s out-of-tune singing.
He sang with fierce confidence, as if forcefully shouting out every word, filled with abundant emotion.
"By the way."
The sudden soft female voice made Jas Landon look up, eting a pair of bright and shiny black eyes.
A gentle, glowing smile.
Seeing him look over, Hannah withdrew the words on the tip of her tongue and asked instead, "Would you like to go out for a walk?"
It had just past five o’clock, and the sky outside had already darkened completely.
The wind that had been blowing for several days showed no signs of stopping, and it would probably rain later.
They said they’d go for a walk, but they didn’t wander far, eventually choosing to sit down in a coffee shop near the company.
At this hour, there were no custors in the shop other than the owner and them.
With one hand propping her cheek and the other stirring the coffee in her cup, Hannah quietly looked at the man opposite her for a while before saying, "Mr. Landon, with your reticent personality, you must be easily taken advantage of, right?"
Jas Landon responded in a low voice, bowed his head, and his overlong fringe covered his eyes.
Hannah asked again, "You’re so quiet, are you like this when you’re in a relationship too?"
The clock on the wall ticked, and the wind chi that should have been hanging at the door had been taken down by the owner at so point.
Without the crisp clinking sound, the entire coffee shop fell silent.
After a long silence, Jas Landon finally spoke again, "I’ve never been in a relationship."
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