The abnormal daily life of a painter

Hei Ling had never seen Zheng Yichen in his normal state, but now Hong Wu's painting allowed her to see him, completing the last piece of her puzzle about Zheng Yichen, but it wasn't perfect!

"It's really well drawn."

Zheng Yichen, who returned with Lingling, looked intently at Hongwu's painting.

He hadn't forgotten his past memories, but the impressions weren't as vivid as they used to be.

"Is this a group photo you drew?" Hei Ling examined Zheng Yichen's painting. In the painting, Zheng Yichen was the artist, but the person he was facing was someone they knew well...

"Not bad, right?" Zheng Yichen said with a smile.

“But there aren’t that many people over there.” Hei Ling looked at the spot where Zheng Yichen was filming. There were some familiar faces there, but not as many.

Zheng Yichen put the painting down.

There are so many people.

Hei Ling didn't go to the location where Zheng Yichen was filming; she knew there were already as many people there as Zheng Yichen had mentioned.

"After all these years, I'm going to be willful this once."

Hei Ling pointed to the painting that Hong Wu had drawn: "Then... let's be willful this time, let me truly experience you like this, and make up for the regrets I had back then."

"no problem."