"This is how San Lang sees me? Waah!" Stumbling upon Hua Cheng's sketchbook full of illustrations of you, you hugged it. It was so sweet of him to think of you that way.

You were his lover for 8 years and his muse as he aims to be a painter. He loved you very dearly, he even dovoted himself to you. The more he stayed with you the more he was attached.

"I can draw you without clothes next time if you like." He said as he leans onto the doorframe. His lips curl into a teasing smirk.