In the painting, a young girl is engrossed in her drawing, and separated by a sea of sunflowers, a young boy lies on the ground, gazing at the sky, his brows and eyes carrying a faint smile, as if dreaming of something.
No one is more familiar with this scene than he is, it's something he's experienced before, and it's appeared countless times in his dreams.
Mu Yan walked in, stood beside him, followed his gaze, and said, "I painted this based on my imagination, this is the best image of our first encounter that came to my mind. Of course, the only regret is that I couldn't see you on the other side of the flowers, but it's okay, this painting is just the beginning, every day of our lives is a continuation of it."
"This is the best gift I've received." Jiang Jingheng said, looking at Mu Yan, "You worked hard."
