In reality... will there really be such a beautiful white plum?

...

The answer is-

Yes.

The call in his ear broke his lost state.

He turned his head to look subconsciously.

...

Xiao Xiao smiled, "You have been in a daze for a long time."

He didn't want to disturb Zhou Yao at first.

However, as time went by, he was worried that if no one woke Zhou Yao up, Zhou Yao might not have "awakened".

...

"ah?"

Zhou Yao took several shots to understand the meaning of the other person's words.

He turned his head again.

Bai Mei, which was once again in his eyes, made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Still there.

...

Only then did he notice the refreshing fragrance of plum blossoms in the yard.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath.

It's full of plum fragrance.

He couldn't help but feel a little flirted.

It smells so good.

...

“…Student Xiao.”

Zhou Yao pinched the back of his hand.

"The plum blossoms are blooming..."

"Hey, what month is it now? Did the plum blossoms bloom so early?"

"What kind of product is this-"

Zhou Yao's question came to an abrupt end.

He saw the familiar back under Bai Mei.

...

Bai Mei was too eye-catching, so Zhou Yao didn't notice the teacher as soon as possible.

But once he noticed the teacher, he forgot his doubts about Bai Mei.

After hesitating for a while, he walked forward.

"teacher……"

He murmured softly.

He stood behind the teacher.

The teacher is drawing.

He knew that the teacher was completely focused at this time.

Unless there is a shocking movement, the teacher will not stop the brush in his hand.

...

Zhou Yao's eyes fell on the drawing paper in front of him.

The painting is exactly the white plum blossom in front of me.

A gust of wind blew by.

The petals were moving.

A few petals fell slowly.

Touch the water lightly, and light ripples spread.

The water surface is sparkling with light.

Because of the ripples, the light spots like broken diamonds are twinkling.

The quiet breath exudes the drawing paper.

...

"Huh~"

Zhou Yao narrowed his eyes slightly.

The real white plum blossoms behind the drawing paper dance lightly in the wind.

A few petals fell on the branches.

It seemed as if it had fallen into the painting and fell on the water again.

For a moment, Zhou Yao couldn't tell the difference between reality and paintings.

...

"Zhou Yao, Zhou Yao."

Um?!

Zhou Yao suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes widened because he was frightened.

...

Xiao Xiao bent his eyebrows and eyes, "The sun is about to set."

"If you want to live here-"

"ah?!"

Only then did Zhou Yao realize that the sky was already full of red clouds.

The dim sunset was setting, and the yard was a different scene.

...

Zhou Yao was a little panicked.

"Why is it going dark all of a sudden?"

He felt that there was not much time passed.

...

"You're too focused on painting."

Xiao Xiao smiled.

I kept standing behind Chang'en watching him paint.

No sound was made during this period.

...

"ah?"

Zhou Yao was a little embarrassed, "That's right."

"If you still want to-"

"No, no, no, no, no."

Zhou Yao waved his hand hurriedly.

"I'm going back now."

"Student Xiao, I'm really embarrassed."

"It's been delayed by your time."

Before he came, he didn't expect it to take so much time.

...

Zhou Yao politely declined Xiao Xiao's suggestion to keep him for supper.
To be continued...