Soft yellow sand on the beach.
Actually, Mu Wan finished it in 5 minutes rather than the said 10 minutes.
Because she's been sketching Qin Mu for many years.
It's engraved in her heart, no longer just a work of hands but of her inner feelings.
Mu Wan's heart fluttered slightly...
Even after finishing, she still wanted to spend the remaining five minutes quietly gazing at the man.
Mu Wan tightly clenched her small hand, gazing at the man stepping on the waves in the distance, a smile on her lips.
Just watching Qin Mu makes her feel happy...
So happy it's beyond words.
Mu Wan's lips curved upward, thinking... even if sitting here for a century, she would gladly do so.
Sometimes, Mu Wan felt a bit silly for being like this.
...
Qin Mu stepped on the waves, kicking up the fine sand, having long been the leading man in Mu Wan's sketches, he was now able to pose himself.
Watching the woman seriously sketch or gaze attentively at him, Qin Mu's lips curled into a smile.
