They found a place to sit quietly in order to avoid making even a slight disturbance.
Then they pulled out their cellphones and sent texts to their friends.
‘Jung Hyo Rin’s singing on the lake concert stage. Come quickly!’
What shall we choose when we eat. Please tell me if you’ve eaten well, and where we must go with your eyes. If we look into each other’s eyes, we can read our feelings. A world without misunderstandings and distortions. So I can understand you, your feelings while looking into your eyes, we must make an effort.
Even so, we can never truly understand each other’s thoughts. Even if you see an action you cannot understand, I can accept it. Because I may also do the same. Looking at the light of your eyes is an uncertain vagueness.
They aren’t words without feeling, please illuminate my happiness. So that I can see myself in your eyes. Even for just a short while, don’t divert your eyes from my face. One heart in one glance. Please illuminate my heart. The closer your shining eyes are, the better.
As ever, she sang with a magical voice.
She wasn’t the youthful high school student she had been, but a woman who was now learning to truly love.
The magical voice did not convey sadness and grief, but was weeping to be taught about love.
If hard words cannot make the heart quiver. Then, I want to speak with the light of my eyes. Hear the sound of your eye’s voice. Because it will furrow far more deeply into your heart. I will be able to convey what words cannot.
Speak with your eyes. I want to see the light in your eyes.
Jung Hyo Rin did not look at the piano.
She looked at the Lee Hyun who was sitting right next to her, as she sang with her sparkling obsidian eyes.
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