Feng Tianlan lay on her stomach on her side, looking at the rice paper on the table, as well as the brush he used to paint, and then looking at the portrait of Nai He Bridge on the wall hanging on the wall, the longing in her heart became stronger and stronger.

She doesn't seem to have painted ink white, she misses him, let's draw him.

With this in mind,...

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