Su Yinan x Su Qie
A wandering painter x a vagabond content with a carefree life
Year after year, the nameless vagabond lived by the banks of the An River. He watched one side of the river decay and the other flourish, day after day fishing, basking in the sun, splashing around in the water, and playing with stray cats.
Their first conversation
"Hey, hey, did I scare you? No way. Are artists always this timid?"
"... No, I was just a little surprised. You were all sweet and cute this morning, a laid-back old man in the afternoon, and a gangster at night. What's your name? I'm Su Yinan."
"I don't have a name. You've been following me all day. What do you want?"
Their Nth conversation
"What if I don't have money to buy canvas, brushes, or paint anymore?"
"You're asking me?"
"... I'm serious."
"I'll fish to support you. At most, I'll buy you paint. If you don't have brushes, use your hands. If you don't have canvas, paint on the ground. At least you won't starve to death."
P.S. The writing is all over the place. If you like gentle stories, enter with caution. The plot is ridiculous, but if you don't mind that, it should still be readable. I'm a new writer, so please be kind. *Bows.*
Theme: Helping each other
Alias: Su Yinan from a wealthy family