Long Yin took the painting from him and remembered their conversation in Hexin's courtyard earlier that day. His heart beat a little faster as he slowly opened the painting.
He was taken aback to see the person depicted in the painting.
It was really him!
His gaze suddenly froze as he read the words written on the side of his portrait. For a long time, he was unable to snap out of it.
Long Yin's heart skipped a beat. His slender fingers slowly brushed across the person in the painting.
He could tell that the painter had put a lot of effort into it.
The lines on the figure and the expression on the person had been drawn with extreme detail.
He'an took an apple from the table and bit into it. He poked his head out and took a glance as he said, "My sister took three full days to paint this. She used up many pieces of paper and was not satisfied until she was done with this one."
