Asakawa Hirayu looked at the painting where there was only a courtyard wall and a plum blossom, not a single person in sight, and couldn't help but show a confused expression, "Ah… Xixi-chan, you painted me so abstractly…"
Ou Luoxin: "…"
"Asakawa, I've said it many times, it's impossible between us, don't come looking for me again." Ou Luoxin was in a bad mood, took back the paper and went inside, pulling the glass door shut without saying another word.
Half an hour later, when Ou Luoxin thought he should have left, she saw that guy crouching at the base of the wall, exuding an incredibly gloomy aura…
A gust of cold wind blew through, a pile of snow fell from the wall and hit his head, but the guy didn't react, just kept drawing circles in the snow with a dry twig.
Oh my God! What was wrong with her back then to think that Asakawa Hirayu had any trace of Xiaobai!
