Vera's curiosity was piqued, and she cautiously leaned forward to see where the sound was coming from.
Not far away, under the cherry blossom tree, a man sat cross-legged with his side facing her, holding an acoustic guitar in his arms.
He wasn't wearing a jacket; he only had on a white shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
When Vera looked over, the man was glancing at his right hand, and Vera could only see the back of his head.
Then, he turned his face back, raised his chin slightly, and sang the next lyrics.
"In every inexplicable day, I miss you, miss you, really miss you..."
The light from the right side slanted across, painting his profile and entire silhouette with a golden edge.
That profile was incredibly familiar; Vera recognized it at once—it was Kris Cooper.
Kris Cooper, how could he be here?!
The man was engrossed in playing the guitar and didn't notice Vera hidden behind the greenery.
