Xu Nianqing's hands, stained with paint, quietly looked at the completed background figures on the easel. Only the facial features of the boy were missing. He raised his hand and touched it lightly. He sighed and said, "I really like you, but I don't look like you no matter how I draw." Xu Nianqing suddenly laughed, like a calm lake where a naughty boy threw a stone, and the ripples could not be leveled for a long time. "Fortunately, I can still see you now."
□□Friend application interface "Guo Jinhao, I am Xu Nianqing" "Rejected your friend application" one day later
Xu Nianqing kept this news for several months and did not dare to open it.
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