After work, Chi Xiaoyu had dinner with her grandmother and then took Oscar out for a stroll.
There was a pebble path that ran through the entire park. As the sun set in the west, a brief warmth filled the park.
She spread a soft cushion on the ground, set up her sketchpad, and held a pencil in her hand...
Having been entangled with Gong Beiming recently, she had neglected many things.
Her mind was still a bit of a mess. She picked up a paintbrush, dabbed it a few times on the paper, then tore it off, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it in the trash bin.
Silently watching the sunset.
Her hands hugged her knees as she zoned out.
Oscar sat quietly beside her, tongue hanging out.
"Oscar, how am I going to forget that jerk?"
Oscar couldn't talk, so he just silently licked her hand.
"Alright, even you're speechless, huh? We're on the same page then!"
Chi Xiaoyu simply threw away her paintbrush and lay down with Oscar, squinting her eyes towards the distant lake.