Chapter 169 Painting Eyes That Shed No Tears

• I didn't know how Christopher could have known that I used to love painting. My tears fell relentlessly as I gripped the brush tightly, sobbing my heart out.
• No one knew how much I loved and yearned to paint again. All of my love and hope for painting could be seen in Autumnal Panorama.
• That oil painting took me two whole months to complete. After that, I sent a picture of it to an online friend called Key, who complimented it and told me that it could really be worth something.