Chen Jing noticed her change in the rearview mirror and gently said, " you should have described the painting in detail to me ...
Her pupils turned red again, as if two red moons were in her eyes.
When Xu Xiaoxiao heard her words, she became a little confused again. She explained in a daze, " it's a red oil painting. It's not created by a well-known artist, and there's no name on the back, but ... But that painting is so beautiful ..."
it's a picture of a chaotic city. The lights are shaking, and everyone is running and killing. All order has disappeared, leaving only distortion and chaos in the city. And in the sky above the city, about one-third of the picture is ... It's a Crimson Moon, and it's looking down at the city below ..."
"It's too wonderful ..."
