He sat down on the chair, looking at the painting.
After a moment, he once again felt that the painting came alive, as if intending to absorb his very soul.
This time, he did not resist, instead immersing his mind into the world of the painting, comprehending the unique mood captured within.
Amidst distant mountains, he found himself on a boat alone in the lake, suddenly encountering a heavy rain, his eyes could only see a vast curtain of whiteness, a solitary feeling arose within, akin to an old man on a solitary boat fishing on a snowy river.
He didn't know for how long he felt himself transform into a great bird, flying alone in the boundless universe...
...
The mood from the painting receded like a tide.
Chen Ming's consciousness returned to the reality, he let out a long breath and went up to put away the visualization map.
This realization took him several hours, now it was completely dark outside.
