Countless longings, not knowing how to start writing.
Cui Du sat at the desk, holding the pen for a long time before he finally lowered his head and began to write.
He was accustomed to using charcoal pencils and slightly harder paper. The charcoal pencil swiftly danced across the paper, quickly sketching out an adorable big-eyed boy standing in an endless field, looking at the distant horizon.
In the clouds, there was a palace where a beautiful and heroic young girl stood outside the vermillion-colored palace gate. The boy and girl looked at each other across the vast space.
The paper bore no words; all the longing was poured into this painting.
After Cui Du finished the drawing, he carefully folded it and placed it into an envelope, instructing someone to send it to the Prince Mansion.
