Koizumi Katsuko lifted her head, tilting it as she stared into Gu Weijing's eyes, as if she saw courage slowly seeping out from the depths of his eyes once again.
That broken heart was pieced back together little by little by her kiss.
His gaze turned from hollow to bright once more, and the noonday sunlight filtered through Shengzi's shoulder-length hair, casting sparkling reflections on Gu Weijing's face.
"Very good."
The girl nodded with satisfaction, gently pressing his forehead with her finger, "Now calm down, I know what you're thinking, but you can't."
"I feel great, better than ever. Two feelings are flooding my mind. My heart tells me that if I pick up the brush now, I can immediately paint what I want."
Gu Weijing exhaled slowly, then smiled.
Hard to comprehend.
He recalled the changes in his heart within the last half-hour, as if a lifetime had passed.
