Perfect for the Role
The day of the audition came.
That night he invited Hu Dongtian over, they rarely spoke a word with each other. He cleaned up his mess, and let his boss have his tea. Once he finished tea, both could not think of what to say to each other, and so, his boss took his leave, with half-hearted goodbyes and goodnight. Nothing changed since then. Back to work, it's just the same...
Yet Mo Aini's heart was in disarray by one small matter.
Because before Hu Dongtian left, he said something strange.
"I see you still kept that painting of the rooftop view."
Mo Aini was confused. What painting?
But he was never paying attention to his own house, always going home tired and sleepy-eyes, that he only noticed there was indeed a framed painting on the living room's left wall. A painting of a winter sunset as viewed from a high rooftop.
His heart went cold in a moment, dropping the empty cup Hu Dongtian had drank from just now.