His hair was as black as ink; he raised it slightly, and his lips that showed a gentle smile were moist pink; his skin was slightly thin and pale, but he held her hand, and a reassuring warmth came from his fingertips.
"Xue, I'm here to pick you up." His voice was a little low, like the wind, bringing the green atmosphere of the woods.
So, the world remembers the boy who brought color.
He is the most vivid color in the world.