The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 1952

Mylo's words were serious, but Rita felt a little uncomfortable.

"Why bother? Mylo, I'm about to die. If you really treat me well, stay away from me and let me keep the last trace of elegance, okay?"

"I want to do it too, but I can't do it. I can't bear to part with you, and I can't bear to let you turn into dust alone."

Mylo's nose suddenly twitched.

He still remembered how he looked like when he first met Rita.

At that time, Rita was still a child, but her smile was indeed the most sweet smile in the world.

When the sweet voice called his brother, it was the first time that he had an interest in a girl.

Later, he learned that Rita had been staying in the hospital since she was a child. When he saw her, he was discharged from the hospital not long ago. He liked this girl more.

A child who was born in a hospital and was shrouded in dark emotions could still have a sunny smile. Her positive attitude of life was like a small sun, shining and burning and illuminating everyone around her. She was so strong and distressed.

Perhaps Rita had been engraved in Mylo's heart the moment his heart ached for her.

He sat down beside Rita and said in a low voice, "Do you know? Rita, I've hated myself for being born in a music family since I was a child. I hate it when my parents look like they're in love with each other, but they're so affectionate in front of outsiders."

Mylo never told anyone about his family's situation, but at this moment, he had the desire to talk about it.

Rita was stunned for a moment. She glanced at him with her beautiful eyes and then listened quietly.

She had always felt that something was wrong with Mylo, but she didn't dare to ask.

She was afraid that if she asked, her heart would ache and she would want to intervene. She wouldn't be willing to leave this world.

But at this moment, she was relieved.

"Just take it as the last talk," she thought to herself.

Seeing that Rita didn't interrupt him, Mylo continued, "Many people say that our family is very strict. We've always been a couple for life. Outsiders can see that my parents love each other very much. My grandparents love each other very much, but only I know that all of this is fake."

Speaking of this, Mylo couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Do you know? My mother graduated from a music school, so she couldn't get the trophy. My father was also called a music prodigy since he was a child. The award is like a casual plaything. The combination of the two of them is not bullshit love. It's just that the two families are very good at music. If it's combined, the descendants will be more outstanding and can continue the glory of their family." Mylo used to know that his parents didn't love each other deeply, but he didn't know why. Later, when he grew up, he realized that he hated that family more and more.

"My family has no warmth at all, only coldness. Every time I participate in the competition, I was forced to practice to add a touch of color to my family. My preferences, my life has been decided since I was born, and I have no right to refuse."

"When I was a child, when other people of the same age were listening to a story in my mother's arms, I had to stand in the corner and recite the music notes. When other children went to the amusement park with their parents, I could only be watched by the housekeeper and practice again and again. There was no genius in this world. I just had more efforts than others."

Mylo thought of his childhood, and a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.

"In the past, I also thought that my parents loved each other. Even if they were strict with me, it was for my own good. But I was too naive after all. I was forced to practice all the time and was not allowed to go home, but I missed them too much. I was their child, but since I was sensible, only the housekeeper accompanied me. I wanted to see them only once at the venue of the competition. But even so, I was still eager. On my birthday, none of them remembered and I was too wronged. I couldn't even continue practicing, so I escaped."