Are You Escaping?

"It's good that you won't plead for her." Xavier was a little relieved. "Believe me." "Okay." Xavier nodded, "Say it." "Well... she said that she had something that you didn't want before, and she had always kept them for you. She... wanted me to tell you about it, and she hoped that you could get them back." Xavier raised his head and stared at Elizabeth, "Mine?" Elizabeth coughed lightly, "Yeah. This is why she wanted me to see her." "What's that?" "Some of your paintings. She said... you threw them away in the past, and she felt pity for them. She said that she wanted to give them back to you because she thought those paintings were excellent." Xavier narrowed his eyes, and his face darkened. The paintings he threw away? He seldom threw away his paintings. As for those which had been abandoned by him... they should be painted when he was in a terrible mood and a bad state of mind. In fact, those paintings were not bad. They were true portrayal of his mood. He couldn't tell others ho