Spring Confession

"There is nothing else to do but enjoy the white tea. I am waiting for Feng Ye to wait for you." This is the confession of spring. At a funeral in winter, Shen Yan and Jiang Li met for the first time. The two destined people looked at each other through the crowd. A quick glance, but it seems like a thousand years. "I don't know why, even though as time goes by, I can no longer remember your appearance, but you once existed in my world, and I have never forgotten it." "I believe you will come, so I am waiting, waiting for the spring flowers to come, waiting for the breeze to come, waiting for you to return slowly." One spring twelve years later, Shen Yan returned to China and the two met again. However, there seems to be something wrong with the style of painting...