บท 111: I Had Faith In the Past, But It Collapsed

Although Xu Youyou was a distance away from them, and their voices were deliberately lowered, occasionally, a few words would enter her ears as the cold wind blew.

"Abnormal."

"Sick."

"Suicide."

Xu Youyou's hand holding the brush paused, and her thick and curly eyelashes fluttered as she lowered her gaze to hide the darkness in her eyes. After a moment, she set the paintbrush down before she pulled her hat down to cover her ears and pulled up her scarf to cover her mouth, only exposing her eyes and nose. Then, she continued to draw and paint again.

…

At noon.

Everyone returned to the town to eat. After the meal, they took a short break before they returned to the bridge to continue drawing and painting, taking advantage of the sunshine and warmth.

The temperature had risen in the afternoon, and it was a little warm. Xu Youyou removed her hat, scarf, and coat.