I saw him painting a scene of woods on the big wall. It was my eyes were blessed seeing such a great scenery.
He slightly tilted his head , to look at my gaping figure.
" Like if ?" He asked
" Are you serious ? 'Like' isn't even a word to express the way I am amazed by this masterpiece . I love it seriously." I said
His expression was no longer the blank one .
He looked quite amused.
A smile tugged up on the corner of his lips and that was enough to make me melt.
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灵魂的景观
Fanfic" I didn't kill her . She's still alive." He said, his eyes glittering lively " And where is she even ?" I asked as my eyes widened . " Here ! In my sketchbook ." ~*~ "She wanted me to love her more but I only loved my painting. So I made her one...
