Limit of 500 words He placed his hand flat on a piece of paper, as softly as if he would run away if frightened. The other hand picked up the pen and drew quickly, but only the thumb remained outside the paper.
He frowned beautifully, "What are you drawing, you idiot?"
Surprisingly, he didn't laugh at Ta Shi, but instead laughed, "Ta Shi, I feel like I don't understand you. The unpainted finger is like something I don't understand about you."
He didn't understand his words, but his heart ached for no reason.
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