Chapter 96 You Can Throw It Away

A total of nine paintings were poured out of that file bag, all of which were of him. Many of them are side faces, the side face when he is reading a book, the side face when he is standing at the balcony answering the phone, the side face when he is leaning back on the sofa and pretending to sleep. It was obviously all drawn while he wasn't looking, but he never noticed that Starry had drawn him. Filip took those paintings back inside the file bag, turned his hand aside, took a pack of cigarettes from the storage box, smoked one, looked down and lit up. A car suddenly drove up behind, the light shining in the rearview mirror, bright enough to make it hard to see. Filip slightly narrowed his eyes, shaking the ashes, watching the car drive past from one side, to the front, and finally drive away in front and disappear. Filip took another puff of his cigarette, inclined his head to glance at the file bag on the side, he pinched his cigarette, started the car and left the villa. In