Chapter 63
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She heard his faint smile in her ear: "I didn't expect Dalziel to be so despicable. It was also my negligence that year."
"He is truly a shameless, shameless person. If he were good, he would design the registration drawings himself. He stole other people's ideas. Truly cowardly."Daisy couldn't help but scold him a few times. She hates people who steal other people's ideas the most because in the past she was almost toyed with by her colleagues like that. Luckily she discovered it in time, otherwise, she would have been angry to death. When she first started her career, the difficulties were endless.
Atlas listened to her words with deep contempt. If Dalziel had that ability, he wouldn't have harmed him. Thinking back to that year, how many mistakes he made?
Daisy was about to ask something, but she felt his cold breath so she didn't ask anymore. Her heart hurt a little. Seeing your achievements being taken away by others is not pleasant at all.
Looking back today, he was able to open up and tell her these things. Even if there was progress, she didn't want to cause him more pain. Everything had to be done slowly.
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In the following days, Atlas's mood was a little better. He wasn't as irritable or upset as usual, but his eyes looked at her a little tighter. Daisy was sitting attentively drawing, she was thinking about how to draw the female lead, should she listen to the editor draw her picture or not, when she felt someone's eyes, she couldn't help but raise her head to look at him.
When their eyes met, her heart suddenly jumped, his eyes were so hot.
'What's wrong with you?"
She didn't understand what his eyes meant so she opened her mouth to ask.
Normally he was always in the office, but today he was in the bedroom and sitting next to the window with her, making her surprised and also a little happy because he was willing to step out into the light.
"Do not have."
Atlas avoided her gaze and looked out the window again.
Daisy caught a glimpse of his slightly red ears. A flash suddenly flashed in her mind, is this man ashamed, but what is he ashamed of? Don't say it's because he looked at her. Of course, Daisy just thinks like that but she is not sentimental at all. She looked down at her drawing and continued drawing. At this time, she suddenly discovered that she was drawing a nude male character, but what was notable was, that the male lead's face resembled the face of a certain man. Does he feel embarrassed looking at this picture? Did he notice anything?
Thinking so, she coughed twice and said: "Atlas, I have something to tell you."
The man heard her question and tilted his head slightly to look over. He asked hoarsely: "What's going on?"
'If I use your picture to draw, do you have any comments?"
Daisy put down her pencil and smiled.
Atlas's body stiffened slightly, and after a long while he uttered one word: "No."
The corners of Daisy's lips widened, she continued: "The editor-in-chief said I should use myself as the model for the female lead. What do you think? Do you agree to let me be with you in the picture?"
Her voice was full of meaning, she looked at him intently, and she said that intentionally to see how he would react. He seemed a bit confused at first, then looked away and said, "It's up to you."
'But there will be kissing scenes, you didn't notice, right?"
Daisy looked serious but in reality, she was intentionally teasing him.
This time the man decided not to say anything, and she saw his ears turn red again.
She discovered another interesting point about him, it turned out that Atlas was easily embarrassed.
Daisy happily continued to draw. If he agrees, she will not hesitate to draw. Suddenly the room became quiet, but not as heavy as before, but somewhat strangely harmonious.
A moment later, she drew a picture, looked at the man in the picture, closed the drawing, went to Atlas, gave it to him, and said, 'For you."Atlas looked at the painting, his pupils dilated slightly, this woman drew him, very realistically, it was him at that time, the only difference was that there was a smile at the corner of his mouth. Below are the words "Hope you will always smile happily every day".
"So do you like it?"
Atlas didn't say anything, just clenched his fists on the side of the wheelchair, something boiling inside him.
Daisy initially had no intention of drawing him, but looking at his calm appearance sitting in a wheelchair, her hand involuntarily continued to draw his image.
'Atlas, you know, this calm appearance of yours is very attractive, you should be like that, I admired your talent before, even though you rarely appear in the press, just look just you, I can easily sketch you."
She did not lie in these words, who said his appearance was so eye-catching. Hearing these words, Atlas fell into thought. Before he was not an agitated person, used reason to do everything, and was still extremely calm, but from the day he became disabled, this took a toll on him. It affected his spirit to the point that he could no longer calm down.
