Chapter 3548


    Chapter 3548


    “Yesterday, you asked me if I was Lawrence, and if I looked like


    him,” he asked.


    “Actually, it’s more like you resemble him when he was a child. He disappeared when he was only 10


    years old, and your appearance is what he might have looked like as an adult,” Jasper exined.


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    “That’s why I asked if you were Lawrence, because… he also yed Transcendental Etude No. 12


    Chasse-neige, and your interpretation of the piece is simr


    to his.”


    “But I’m not Lawrence,” Roger said.


    “I know, you’re not,” she said, with a hint of sadness in her eyes. “I guess I just miss him so much that I


    can’t help but look at you a little longer.”


    “Maybe he didn’t grow up to look like me. As you said, your memory of him is just his 10-year-old self,”


    he said.


    She chuckled self-deprecatingly, “Yeah, maybe he doesn’t look like you, but…” She took a deep breath


    and gazed straight at him with her almond eyes. “Can you let me have a good look at you? I won’t


    bother you again in the future.”


    He pursed his thin lips and didn’t say anything, but he didn’t


    leave either.


    So… does that mean he agreed? Jasper thought to himself.


    Thus, a man and a woman stood facing each other on a small path beside the library. She looked at


    him quietly and seriously, as if she wanted to imprint his appearance deeply in


    her mind.


    He, on the other hand, remained silent and let her look at him


    like that.


    Finally, their eyes met. Her deep, dark eyes were so calm that Jasper wondered if this person was


    really Lawrence.


    If it were Lawrence, how could he be so calm upon seeing her?


    “Have you seen enough?” a cold voice interrupted.


    “Thank you,” Jasper said. Just as she was about to look away, her gaze fell on his neck, and she froze.


    She leaned in, cing her hands on his shoulders and bringing her face close to his


    neck.


    There was a small mole on his neck, just like the one Lawrence


    had in her memory.


    Just as Jasper was lost in thought, she was suddenly pushed by


    Roger and stumbled back a few steps before regaining her


    bnce.


    “Please, Reed, watch your behavior!” Roger said, intending to walk past Jasper and leave.


    “Are you really not Lawrence?” Jasper hastily grabbed onto


    him.


    “I already told you, I’m not! Didn’t you just say you knew I wasn’t? Why are you asking this ridiculous


    question again?” he said impatiently.


    “But you have the same mole in the same spot on your neck as Lawrence!” Jasper said.


    Roger’s eyes flickered slightly, “In this world, people can have simrities, and moles can also be


    simr. What’s so strange about it? Do you really want to insist that I am Lawrence just because of a


    mole?”


    “But…”


    She wanted to say something else, but he interrupted her, “I know who I am better than you do, so I


    hope you won’t insist on saying that I am someone else in front of me!”


    After speaking, he forcefully shook off her hand and left on his


    own.


    Jasper stood still, staring nkly at his back, lost in thought.


    Is that person really not Lawrence? But why are there so many


    coincidences? Each coincidence makes it impossible for her to


    ignore.


    Regardless, she must find out if he really is Lawrence!