"Hey." Nan Yan's knuckled fingers got into the soft hair and rubbed it randomly. Looking at the drawing paper scattered on the ground by the sea breeze, he knelt down in annoyance and picked it up carefully.
A pair of little yellow boots suddenly appeared in his sight. Is he also the same person who lost track of time because of collecting folk songs? Nan Yan raised his head curiously and saw the young man in front of him slowly bending down, like an elegant gentleman inviting his partner tonight, picking up a piece of work in progress and gently stroking away the dust on the rice paper.
Concept: "Landscape" is a Danmei story with a cliched plot. I did not specifically emphasize same-sex love in it because I hope readers can treat same-sex love as any other kind of love, treat it equally and take off their colored glasses. Love is beautiful, and there is nothing wrong with it, whether it is between the same sex or the opposite sex, it is normal. I remember I once read in a book, "What I like is you as a person and has nothing to do with anything else. And your gender happens to be the same as mine, that's all."