How could Lisa know that the supporting male lead would now view her as his soulmate? She only thought that she was spewing nonsense. In all fairness, she was just running her mouth off.
However, the supporting male lead didn’t see it that way. He’d always regarded her as a talented woman who was not only attractive but full of substance as well. He couldn’t help but infuse his voice with admiration and underlying infatuation, “I wonder… Would it be possible for you to leave a piece of calligraphy behind?”
It was going to be a while before the food was to be served. There was nothing that they could do during this awkward period. However, Lisa was now in a tight spot. She wasn’t skilled at drawing things. She did know how to draw, but she had learned to use charcoal. A charcoal-type thing existed in this world, but it often seemed to be in the form of a pigment brush that women used to draw in their eyebrows. This sort of thing shouldn’t be here, right? Most people wouldn’t use it.
Bai Lisa was sadly mistaken, for there it was —— a pigment brush! She accidentally saw it lying there on the writing desk out of the corner of her eye. This boss did thoroughly think things through. No one would normally use this pigment brush for drawing, rather only for the occasional outlining of the edges of a painting. She never would have thought that there really would be a pigment brush arranged right there before her eyes. She thought that it be fascinating, and so turned to ask, “Why don’t I draw you?”
“Draw… Are you saying that you want to draw me?” He wouldn’t have thought that she would propose such an idea. A smile unconsciously formed on his lips as he nodded. If she wanted to draw a portrait of him, then he would take this drawing of hers as part of his collection as soon as she was done with it.
He sat there silently at the edge of the window sill, letting her use her style of drawing. From what he could see, it looked like she wasn’t used to using a pigment brush. He was also curious as to why she wasn’t using a calligraphy brush. However, he was most curious as to how she was drawing him. The glances that she took at him seemed to flutter into his heart., a truly heartwarming feeling. If he could pass time like this for all eternity, it would certainly be a blessed existence.
He had originally thought that she would taker at least an hour to complete the painting if she used a calligraphy brush. If one were to be particularly meticulous, even two or three days wouldn’t be enough to complete the painting.
Contrary to his expectations, she finished the drawing before all the dishes had even been brought to the table. She inspected the finished product whilst pinching her chin and said, “I’m done. I don’t know whether you want to take a look or not. I don’t think I did that good of a job.”
Of course, it wouldn’t be good. She didn’t have an eraser to correct the areas where she’d made mistakes. The only thing she could do was make a rough sketch using stiff lines, but thankfully there weren’t that many places to make mistakes, in such a quick sketch like this.
“Could I take a look?” Taehyung found the current situation to be rather strange. He never would’ve thought that the two of them would be able to get along with each other so harmoniously, just like they were doing so now.
He'd originally thought that he would do something weird stemming from his excitement, but the other party’s open and forthright manner of getting along with him had easily quelled those particular thoughts of his, leaving him in a long-lasting silence. He’d never thought that men and women could associate with one another in private in this manner. When this thought crossed his mind, he yearned for the days where he could be together for even longer. He could pass the days with her just like this, so natural and peaceful like a loving married couple of many years.
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