I'm getting lazy, I don't feel like writing lately, my thoughts are a bit messy.
Mu Yunliu's hand holding the pen suddenly stopped, and he looked up at the ginkgo tree outside the window, which was a patch of green. Only a touch of bright white is missing.
That little snow-white fox seems not to be here today?
He stood in front of the window and continued to draw day by day, but he never saw the little fox again.
Until one day, a little boy said to him:
"Sir, I also want to learn to draw."
He smiled and touched his head and said "ok".
This cover makes me think the little fox is still tempting. Receiving potential =￣ω￣=
BUG will be fixed later, just write it down first.