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I had never painted since graduating from college.

Harrison didn't want me to paint.

One time, I took a picture of him sitting by the window with beautiful golden clouds behind him. After I finished painting according to the picture, I showed it to him excitedly and asked him to hang it on the bedroom wall.

I thought he would be pleased. However, he just glanced at it coldly and said, "I don't like hanging things on the wall."

His company had just started back then. I was busy with work and didn't have time to paint anymore after that.

Besides, we had moved once, and my easel and paint were left in the old house.

Later, Chole produced a digital painting. Though the paint was out of the line, Harrison cherished it very much. He framed it and hung it above the head of his bed.

It wasn't that he didn't like my paintings. It was that he didn't like me.

When I came to my senses from my memory, I finished the last stroke of the painting and showed it to Tony.

Tony ran over cheerf
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