Send You all Stars in the Sky Chapter 22: Sing you another song

When Grace came to Carl's house, the night was already very dark.

Fortunately, the lights in the villa were on and Carl was still awake.

She sorted out her thoughts and rang the doorbell.

The door of the villa was soon opened. Carl was dressed in a dark blue nylon pajamas, with some messy hair and a lazy face standing at the door.

Seeing Grace, his eyes were full of surprise: "Grace? What are you doing here?"

"May I go in?" Grace looked up at him and asked.

"Well, come in." He was dazed and pushed the door to let her in.

The light in the living room was very dim, all the furniture was neatly arranged, except for a few beer bottles scattered on the table, and he drank again.

Grace's eyes were attracted by the TV's large LCD screen.

A singing program from five years ago is on TV, and the guest of the program is Grace.

It was her first time to take part in the program. She was wearing a lavender skirt and a ponytail. She sang his favorite "City of the Sky" in an empty voice.

On the screen at this moment, Grace has finished singing the song and is holding the microphone and saying happily, "I want to give this song to my favorite person. This is his favorite song. He said that he likes listening to me sing best. I hope that in ten or twenty years, I can still stand on the stage and sing his favorite song for him..."

Looking at the sunny and happy little girl on TV, Grace's eyes turned red.

At that time, Grace's voice was sweet and crisp, and his eyes were full of smiles, which was really enviable.

Unfortunately, as happy as she used to be, she is now as embarrassed as she is.

She turned to look at Carl and said with a wry smile, "Carl, what are you looking at this for?"

"Reruns, it jumped out by itself." He said a little, then picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

"Then I'll sing" City of the Sky "to you again." Grace smiled, suddenly turned on the accompaniment of his mobile phone and narrowed his eyes. "I haven't sung for a long time, but I really want to sing today."

This song is the first one in her music collection, but for five years, she has never dared to listen to this song, because every time she listens to it, she will burst into tears.

Now that she hears this familiar melody again, she still feels deeply hurt.

But she still smiled and sang the lyrics she knew by heart in a hoarse and ugly voice.

"Who is in the distant night sky, such as flying meteor, see whose road it illuminates. Who walked into whose dream, who painted the rainbow on the horizon with a bright smile..."

At that moment, the sounds of nature on TV were extremely harsh.

She also felt quite ridiculous, but she still tried her best to sing until tears came down.

"All right, stop singing." One side of Carl couldn't help it, then rushed forward and turned off the accompaniment in her hand.

"Why? Do you think I sing badly?" She laughed wryly.

"If you have a bad voice, keep it well." He said lightly, "Don't try to be brave."

Hearing what he said, Grace laughed sarcastically. "Carl, do you know how my voice was destroyed? I was pouring hot water into my neck, scalding my vocal cords to rot. For a long time, I couldn't even speak. Do you know how painful I am? I once wanted to die in a mental hospital, which would be cleaner. "

"So?" Carl's eyes, as deep as ancient wells, narrowed and his eyes flashed a little pain, but his tone was still cold and there was no temperature.

"So I want to know if you did these things." Grace squeezed the photo in his hand and stared at him with burning eyes. "I know you hate me, but I thought, maybe you won't be so cruel..."

"Didn't you already think it was me?" He interrupted her and asked back.

"I want you to tell me yourself." She said.

His eyes fell on her impartially, but the eyes were too deep for her to see through.

She thought that this time, she could wait for Carl's different answers, but she was wrong after all.

Carl stared at her with cool thin eyes and sneered, "Well, I did it."

"What?" Grace could hardly believe his ears.

But he smiled sarcastically: "Grace, what are you expecting? You don't think anyone can do it to you under my nose, do you?"

At this point, he slowly approached her, stretched out his hand and grabbed her sharp chin. Yin Xie smiled, "No one has this ability, and I will not give others this opportunity. Grace, I have already said that I will torture you myself, let you go deep into hell, and let you live better than die."

"You bastard!" Grace was staring at him with biting lips, trembling all over.

Yes, Boss Carl is extremely powerful. Without his permission, who dares to treat her like that under his nose?

She is still too naive after all.

"Yes, I am an asshole, but Grace, why did you come to me in the middle of the night?" His slender fingers slowly descended along her sexy collarbone, and his face was full of evil spirits. "You won't have any more feelings for me and miss my lingering warmth, will you?"

"If so, I can also help you. After all, you know, I have always had no resistance to your body."

With this, his big hand slowly faded her clothes.

"Get out of here!" With a loud roar, Grace pushed him away with all his strength.

"Why? Is it angry from embarrassment?" He stared at her with a smile and a mockery in his eyes. "Grace, admit it, even if you are going to marry Mason, you will still never forget me."

"Bah!" Grace covered his chest and smashed Stella's photo on his face with a sneer: "Carl, I should have known long ago that you and Stella are working hand in hand. I am really crazy tonight to come to you!"

Voice fell, she quickly turned around and stumbled away.

She is afraid that one second later, her tears will flow down unwillingly.

She covered her riddled heart and felt that the whole person had been torn apart.

She hated him for being cool and cruel, but what she hated even more was that she could not forget himself.

At this time, she was still expecting him. Such a woman made her feel sad and shameful.

But what she didn't know was that in the villa at this moment, Carl slowly picked up the photo on the ground and looked at the blurred Stella in the photo. His hands were pinched into fists, his thin lips were tightly twisted, and his handsome eyes suddenly became cold.