The girl's hair and eye color were identical to Xilin's.
She wore a faint lipstick, and the pale hue of her face, caressed by the north wind, made the lipstick appear even more vivid.
"I like her lipstick..."
He said softly:
"I'd love to buy it for her, but there's no time left."
Rudelson's breathing gradually weakened.
Bishop Tut stood quietly by his side, continuously channeling his power, trying to save the life of this friend.
But the farewell still approached silently.
He could no longer hold on.
Suddenly, time paused once again.
The surrounding scene instantly shifted to the temporary residence beside Xilin.
She quietly gazed at the painting in her hand, and in the hazy memory, the only thing she could see clearly was that person's eyes.
Those were eyes of calm and peace, just looking at them brought an indescribable happiness.
Louis quietly watched the scene.
He had long known what the painting was.
"'A Lifetime of Love,' alas, the original was never preserved."
