He was a painter who moved the world, but she was just a woman in the dust.
He is the person she loves most in her heart
She was someone he could never touch again in his entire life.
He loves her
she loves him
But she doesn't belong to him after all
She cried, thinking of the most touching promise he made to her that day——
"Luoluo, from now on, how about I only paint for you..."
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