Arianne was taken aback, then her hands tightened little by little. "These paintings you once gave me, I have always preserved, just so that one day I can fulfill your dreams for you", Simon's voice continued to resound, carrying strong feelings. Arianne closed her eyes, then turned to glare at him, gritted her teeth, and said, "Simon, what do you mean by that? Rekindling an old love?". "Okay?" Simon stared at her.
"Tell me?" Arianne sneered. "If you and he are destined to separate, then what can't be done?", Simon said shamelessly: "Arianne, me and Aretha are just a relationship of interest, no love, But it's different for me." "I remember at first when the two of you huddled around in the bathroom blatantly declaring that you were for love," Arianne resisted the urge to grab a picture shelf and beat him to death, gritting her teeth and saying, "Now I know Aretha isn't there. Worth taking advantage of, so you want to turn back? What do you think I am?"
