Yes, for Azalea, I cut ties with every business in the field and started a business fight.
Even with my skills, they would not accept me. Leaving here, no one would take me in.
At that time, I fully understood that the pure girl back then had turned dishonest and careful.
I was no longer her match.
I had considered revenge, but this woman, whom I had loved deeply for many years.
In the end, under everyone’s teasing looks, I quietly turned and left.
By then, the beefs were already eaten.
Azalea gently touched the portrait in her hand, seeming deep in thought.
I ignored her and went over to settle the bill.
“Boss, this is for two people. Regular customers. Can you give me a price discount?”
“Alright, regular customers get twenty percent off!”
I came back after paying.
Azalea suddenly turned her head to look at me and asked, “I want to add something to the picture, is that okay?”
The rain outside showed no sign of ending.
I thought briefly. “Alright, but this counts as another painting, so it will cost a bit more.”
I took out my payment QR code, but Azalea added several zeros after the one in the payment amount.
I shook my head. “No thanks, fifty works, or I won’t feel calm.”
She stopped.
“Fifty…”
“But you once signed deals worth millions.”
“A simple life works too.”
“But…” She hesitated, looking hurt.
I turned my face, stared outside and walked straight into the studio.
“Come on, I need to finish fast so I can head home.”
She came after me.
After taking a seat, I asked, “What do you want to put in?”
“I want to add someone.”
I nodded, looking down at the first painting, “Alright, describe them.”
She looked lost.
After a short, quiet pause, she slowly said, “The person I want to add likes egg beefs and always stays awake until one in the morning.”
“He also wants everything perfect; he would cut ties with any company for a promise.”
“I’ve hurt him more than once, but he never fought back.”
Suddenly, her voice broke.
It sounded like a drop hitting the floor.
Looking up, I gave her a professional smile.
“Please tell me his physical characteristics, or I can’t draw him right.”
Her expression paused. She spoke again after a few seconds and her voice had settled.
Based on her description, I drew a man beside her in the drawing. He stood half a head taller than her, holding her hand and smiling at her.
By the fire near them, there sat a pot of rabbit meat cooked with whatever they had.