The young man remained calm at all, and painted in detail with his hand.
After a long time, the boy looked up and saw the girl in the painting smiling playfully. "After all, I didn't come back." He stood up, but bumped into a tea cup. The tea soaked the painting, and the woman's face on the rice paper fainted and became blurry.
"You want me to not even be able to remember your appearance."
Intention: None