บท 162: 159: (SM) Parting; why must I leave like this?

How it started, how it came to this, Yan Hansheng didn't quite understand.

One moment, Lin FenXiang and he were sitting in the former's room. Idle as he was, the musician decided to sit by the painter's side and watch the man draw out a beautiful art as the master of his craft.

Maybe it was Yan Hansheng's presence and his identity as Lin FenXiang's muse, but before even the painter himself realised what was going on, the man had already painted the scene of himself and Yan Hansheng watching the sunrise.

Even the minute details were captured in the art to perfection, it made his heart soar. Just the thought of Lin being so focused on their time together that he could remember everything in such detail was enough to make Yan Hansheng dizzy with joy.

A besotted smile formed on his lips as the musician smiled and hugged his lover's shoulder whilst the latter's face burned with embarrassment.