"No need!" His expression suddenly changed, as if filled with strong resistance, even his volume increased instantly.
She was stunned.
He seemed to realize his tone was too harsh, so he softened his voice and said, "I don't like that painting. On the contrary, it reminds me of some unpleasant things."
She pondered and couldn't help but say, "Is it... reminding you of your childhood?" That child gave off a feeling of loneliness and coldness, just like his name.
She thought about the meaning of his name and considered the possibility of him being abused by his mother when he was young.
His expression changed slightly, she was smart, smart enough to know what he was thinking. He lowered his eyes gently, those years with his mother were a shadow he couldn't shake off all his life. Yet behind this shadow, he didn't want to forget it.
