"Classmate Fu, what's the matter?"
Shen Yuting looked at the young man who appeared and spoke.
"Yuting, I see you painting here, can you draw one for me?"
The young man said with a smile while looking at Shen Yuting.
"Sorry, I only paint for one man."
Shen Yuting immediately refused.
The young man's expression changed slightly and he said, "Is it the person you like?"
"Classmate Fu, I have something to do, so I'll leave first!"
Shen Yuting packed up her drawing board and left directly.
Watching Shen Yuting leave just like that, the young man had a somewhat gloomy expression. His gaze then fell on a piece of drawing paper hanging from a nearby tree.
He walked over, waved his hand, and the drawing paper fell into his hand. At the same time, he saw a portrait of a man on the paper.
"Are you the man in Yuting's heart?"
The young man murmured while looking at Xiao Yifeng's portrait. The paper instantly turned to dust and vanished into the air.
