Su Ming'an emerges from the painting.
The gold-red candlelight flickers on his face, the golden frame slightly glowing.
He gazes up at the oil painting, releasing a very light syllable without speaking.
—It turns out, the people of this world really knew of his arrival, everything was truly destined. He was welcomed by countless lives, layered with numerous noble qualities, built upon blood and tears, allowing him to enter this world.
The Alliance Hierarch Tang, Deputy Minister of the City Guardian Department Su Shize, Doctor Su from the Psychological Counseling Center, even high school student Su Wensheng... When he encountered these vests, Su Ming'an began sketching their lives, engraving them upon himself.
Between them—it is both first meeting and final parting, both a reunion and a memorial.
