Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1872 Searching For Summer 2

Chapter 1872 Searching for Summer 2

Senior year of high school is a year buried in books, the final moment of hard work for dreams. For a transfer student, it's normal not to attract attention.

But with his reminder, a girl suddenly saw a figure flash in her mind. "You are...?" The girl looked at him intently. "How did you find this place? Did something happen to Summer? Even high school classmates are involved?"

Clearly, this girl remembers Summer.

This made Ivan very happy and also gave him a glimmer of hope. "Don't worry about how I found you. I only came here today to inquire about her."

His attitude was not like that of a police officer.

Ivan's voice was low and magnetic, his face kind, and with his unique good looks, no one would refuse him.

"Please come in." The girl judged that he was not a bad person and, even though she lived alone, she left the door open and let him in.

Ivan was very gentlemanly, and every detail reflected his high cultivation, making the girl feel at ease.

After entering, instead of closing the door, he left it wide open, giving the girl a sense of security.

"Do you still remember her?" Ivan asked softly.

"Please, have a seat." The girl was also very polite, pouring him tea as she replied, "I remember her. She is a very quiet and kind girl, with average grades but a good personality, especially with that long hair, always giving off a sense of pure innocence of first love."

The girl thought for a moment and added, "Her hair was about waist-length, and jet black and smooth. She had the longest hair in our class, so I have some impression of her."

This reminded Ivan of a detail: all of Spencer's girlfriends, whether public or secret, had long, silky hair that reached the waist. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

So Ivan became more certain of a hunch - after all these years, Spencer had not let go of this girl named Summer. If Summer was still single, he would bring them back together to mend the regret in Spencer's heart. But first, he needed to understand the reason for their separation.

"Do you have a photo of her?" Ivan asked.

The girl thought for a moment, "There's only a graduation photo, but even that has gone missing. Just after finishing the college entrance exam, when I returned to the classroom, someone had taken away the books and photos. I assume they were sold as scrap."

"That's a pity," Ivan said thoughtfully. "Does she have a best friend in the class? How was your relationship?"

"We were just regular classmates, not very close, so I'm not very clear about her situation. I only know that she was a particularly romantic person."

"Oh?" Ivan questioned. "In what way was she romantic?"

Sitting across from him, the girl recalls her senior year - "The desks in senior year were all walls of books, a little slouching and your head would be blocked by the towering books. But in the midst of all these books, Summer's desk always had a small glass bottle with a flower inside."

As she spoke, a hint of envy appeared on the girl's lips. "Sometimes it was a rose, sometimes a lily, sometimes a daisy. The classmates around her could always smell the faint scent."

The girl continued, "Later, we found out that her family owned a flower shop. She said a flower could bring her a good mood, helping her to study more seriously and focus better."

"She... she's so special," Ivan inquired. "Did any boys pursue her in senior year?"