"Buy some painting tools and send them to the studio tomorrow. You know more about that."
I tried hard to see some hint of concern between the lines.
The loud sound of fireworks exploding filled my ears.
Every word Serena spoke was clear and dealt me a heavy blow.
"Calix, is it too late for me to start learning painting now?"
"Daphne's good at painting and designing, and she's also a good drinker. Meanwhile I'm not in good health, so I'm really not as good as her at anything."
"A woman like her who is good at everything is worthy of you."
The words came out of Serena's mouth showed praise for me, but the look in her eyes showed cruelty.
In just a moment, she pretended to look pitiful and immediately aroused Calix's desire to protect her.
The man looked at her affectionately, as devoutly as when he said "I do" at a wedding ceremony.
"I will unconditionally support anything you want to do."
"Also, it's not good for a woman to drink alcohol. You'd better drink milk or something healthy."
I woke up instantly from my self-deceiving reverie.
Looking at the man's face so close at hand, I wanted to see if he still looked the same as the old days.
He never said that before.