After seven years, Ye Yanshu stepped into Tianyi Studio again.
Every scene in the studio deeply touched his heart.
Seven years passed by in a blink of an eye, and old things suddenly came flooding back.
He thought of the seventeen-year-old Ji Huai. They spent countless nights together at two o'clock in the morning, being each other's most solid support. They stayed together day and night in June, but were suddenly separated due to the influence of reality.
Thinking of this, his heart tightened, but a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips as he thought of Ji Huai.
The charcoal mark will never disappear after writing, just like Ji Huai.
It was the gentlest sincerity and the cleanest regret in his entire youth.
But unexpectedly, when he turned around, a familiar figure appeared in his eyes, and his heart suddenly stopped.
Ji Huai vs Ye Yanshu
Cold on the outside and deficient on the inside vs delicate and gentle
The cold and talented painting god vs. The diligent and diligent painting scumbag
Intention: original trauma, the restrained heartbeat of adolescence, the boundary of redemption, the unresolved regrets in growing up and the unexpected beauty.