The sky turned dark earlier and earlier.
Just as Lin Gantang was about to leave, Che Qin ran up to the shop and called out to her.
"I drew this when I saw you guys two days ago. It's for you." Che Qin tore out a page from the sketchbook she had brought and handed it to her.
There were two people on the sketch paper. She was the one wearing the pearl bracelet while tidying up the bookshelf, and the curly-haired man sitting not far behind her with an opened book was Wen Yanqing.
There was a calico cat beside him, smiling and gazing at her. It was very lifelike.
"It's really good." Lin Gantang liked it very much and studied it carefully again.
Che Qin was holding newly-bought art relics in her arms. The wind blew at her hair and she tucked it behind her ear. "I drew it casually. It's good that you like it. I'm going back. I probably won't be able to come for the next two days."
"Is there anything going on at home?" Lin Gantang asked.