Cough, cough, one day when I was playing in Bishui, I saw someone posting a short collage article. On a whim, I made a crude one...
A pair of moon-white embroidered shoes lay quietly next to the straw mat, with a small orange flower embroidered on the edge of the shoes. Qingyang picked it up with his hands and gently put the shoes on Xiaoyu's delicate and pale bare feet.
Conception: