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[نسخ]نسخ!
Mr. Tuan let out a hearty laugh and pat Mark's back. "So who is this unlucky boy?" Mark's eyes bulge out. "How did you know.."
"That you're gay? Please, you always been gay", laughed Mr. Tuan making Mark pout. "You see, if you want to get someone you need to be brave and gentleman. Don't be a dick and most of all don't play with one's heart" Mark sigh in guilty and nod before offer his dad a smile. Mr. Tuan smile back and get up. "Come on, I'm starving".
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Jinyoung slowly close his eyes and let the lyrics and melodies serenade the crowd off their feet. Fingers dancing gracefully on the old set of keyboard.
"The words that would mend the things that were broken"
All eyes on him, smiling and nodding to the melodies of his soft voice.
"Its not over tonight, just give me one more chance to make it right. I may not make it through the night, I won't go without you"
Compliments are heard over the crowd.
"The weight of things that remained unspoken, built up so much it crushed us everyday"
Jinyoung's head feels clouded as he thinking about his sorrow.
"Of all the things I felt but never really shown, perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go. I should never let you go"
As the melodies slowly fade away, Jinyoung's eyes flutters open, nervously scanning the crowd. He sigh in relief and smile when the crowd give out a loud applause and praise him. Jinyoung thanked everyone and watch them slowly move away.
Jinyoung sigh happily and collect all the coins and money he earn for tonight not aware of a young boy who's staring at him with a wide eyes.
"Is that the boy?", a voice from behind startled Mark from his staring and blush.
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