Chapter 413 Can I Go Home with You?


    Chapter 413 Can I Go Home with You?


    At first, Tess thought this was just some new scam. But the moment she saw the bag, all her doubts vanished.


    It was a ssic vintage bag from the mid–20th century, something that had only circted among high society. She had even read about it once on Gillian’s bookshelf.


    “Look!”


    His Crorusese was still rough, but his eyes were bright and honest.


    Tess instinctively looked at the hand he was holding out.


    In it was an old photo.


    The instant she saw it, her eyes went wide.


    She shot up from her seat and grabbed his arm. “Where did you get this photo?”


    “Ouch … that hurt,” he said, wincing.


    Tess realized she had overreacted. Embarrassed, she stepped back and let go.


    “Sorry,” she said.


    “It’s okay,” he replied, smiling.


    “My name is Ld Scardino,” he said. “You probably don’t remember, but your name… is Tess, right?”


    His eyes were clear and earnest.


    Even though his Crorusese was clearly broken, he pronounced Tess’s name perfectly—a word that was hard for foreigners to say correctly.


    He had clearly practiced it many times.


    Tess stared at this sudden stranger, a flood of questions forming in her mind.


    Ld met her sharp gaze and just smiled sweetly. “What’s your full name, Tess? What’s your full name?”


    “You haven’t told me how you even got this photo,” Tess said, frowning, her tone serious.


    Ld looked a little disappointed at her cold expression. But he didn’t refuse her request.


    He held out the photo to her, pointing to the man in it. “This … is my grandfather.”


    “Grandfather?”


    Tess repeated the word silently to herself, her eyes fixed on the woman in the photo.


    Though she looked so different from her memory, Tess instantly recognized her. It was Gillian.


    In the photo, Gillian looked young–nothing like the face full of wrinkles Tess remembered. Her skin was smooth and wless, almost perfect.


    Gillian had always been beautiful. But seeing her young like this made Tess even more stunned.


    But… why was Gillian in a photo with a foreign man?


    Tess’s confusion deepened.


    She lifted her eyes and handed the photo back to Ld.


    Lyra, on the other hand, felt like she was in a dream.


    Ld–the person in front of her–was exactly her idol.


    She stared straight at him. The shy, awkward man in front of her seemedpletely different from the dazzling pianist she had watched on stage.


    She remembered how she met Raven at a grand music concert. Their shared love for piano had brought them together, and they quickly became close friends. That concert had been part of L’s global tour. Raven had disappeared for a few minutes and returned with L’s personal autograph for her.


    And now … her idol was standing right in front of her.


    “You … L,” Lyra said, pointing between him and Tess, “your grandfather knew Tess’s grandmother?”


    “I remember you,” L said, smiling warmly at Lyra.


    Hearing “I remember you” made Lyra’s eyes widen in surprise.


    She pointed at herself. “Me?”


    “Mm–hmm.”


    He blinked, clearly not nning to say more.


    A quiet, strange tension settled over the three of them.


    Luckily, the train finally arrived, breaking the awkwardness.


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    Tess and Lyra stood to leave, but L followed, keeping a three–step distance behind them all the way to the exit.


    Tess turned. “Even if our grandparents knew each other, we’replete strangers now. Are you really going to follow us?”


    “I want to go home with you…” L said, lifting his wide, innocent eyes. He looked both guilty and pitiful.


    Lyra couldn’t help but pinch the bridge of her nose.


    On stage, L had been charming, sophisticated, and almost cold, carrying a passionate intensity in his music.


    But now… he looked like a lost little puppy.


    Was this really the same idol she had admired all these years?


    She let out a small sigh.


    “Then you have to tell me why you came to Krigan–and why you brought this photo with you,” Tess said.


    “If I tell you, will you take me home?”


    L’s eyes lit up.


    After he said “Can I go home with you?” for the third time, Tess’s lips twitched. But thinking it through, she still nodded firmly. “All right.”


    “My grandfather passed away five months ago. I just finished my global tour and only then learned the sad news. After he passed, he left me this photo and told me to find out where the


    woman in it is now–so I could visit her.”


    Sara Lili


    <strong>Sara Lili</strong> is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.