She was originally an eight-hundred-year-old red carp, swimming in a pond day and night.
He was dressed in a green shirt, his features were like a painting, and the colors of all things were just under his fingertips.
He called her Hongjin, and her tail was red, but it was worth the beauty of flowers.
He loved painting, and she was the subject of his paintings day and night.
I just hope that time will stop passing by and that she is willing to be the only one in his eyes, even if it is just a scene to him.
Sister article [Floating Dream] has been completed
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