Staring at everything in front of her in the villa, Hailey was filled with regret.
Hailey kept tugging on Rachel's clothes and whispering to her coquettishly.
"I love Iron Man too, and I really like this staircase!"
Rachel shook her head helplessly and said, "You're so spineless."
Before the two came, Rachel had clearly instructed Hailey to stay composed at all times while she created an opportunity for the two of them to spend some time alone.
However, before she could get to it, Hailey was already losing control of herself.
Jordan took the both of them on a tour on the second floor, which left them in awe.
Rachel asked, "Jordan, where is your bedroom? We want to see the room that you're staying in."
"It's on the third floor. Come with me."
Jordan walked ahead and brought the two of them to his bedroom.
The door of the room was simple, clean, and heavy. After Jordan pushed it open, the three of them felt a sense of chilliness.
It was because the windows were open, and the cool night breeze was blowing in, making them feel chilly.
After switching on the lights with the touch-screen panel, Rachel and Hailey saw the interior of Jordan's bedroom.
It was spick and span, tidy and organized. It is simple and elegant, without unnecessary ornaments.
The bed and table lamp were both white in color.
There was also almost no decoration except for a poem that was hung on the light-colored wallpapered wall. Rachel couldn't help but walk over and read it.
"In fact, what I look forward to is just a single moment." "I've never expected you to give me your entire life." "If I could meet you on a hillside full of gardenias..." "If we can love each other deeply just once before parting..."
"Then, life is only but..."
"Regardless of how long it is..."
"When I look back..."
"It's only but a fleeting moment."
After Rachel recited it without any emotion, Hailey suddenly said, "I've read that poem before."
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