A thief grabbed whatever he could, and if he couldn't get it, he let go and ran. The people in front of him stumbled as he shoved past them.
Fury flashed across Lin Baici's face, and he immediately chased after him.
"Lin Jun!"
Gotō Mari called out.
Worried something might happen to Lin Baici, she wanted to follow, but his belongings were scattered all over the ground, and she couldn't just leave them there.
She could only hurry to crouch down and gather them up.
Most of the sheets were blank, but some had been used for drawings. Gotō Mari picked up a few and suddenly froze.
"Huh?"
She looked at the drawing in her hand. It showed her sitting on a railing, holding a can of soda.
She looked sweet and cute at the same time.
Gotō Mari immediately remembered that day...
At dusk, she and Lin Baici had chatted by the roadside.
The oil painting was from Lin Baici's point of view. The girl wore a school uniform, youthful and a little adorable.
Bathed in the sunset, she wore a faint smile. Whether it could warm the whole world was anyone's guess, but it had certainly warmed the heart of the person looking at her.
For some reason, the moment Gotō Mari saw the painting, that thought sprang into her mind.
If the boy who painted it didn't like the girl, he surely couldn't have made her look so beautiful, could he?
Gotō Mari flipped to another painting. It showed her riding a bicycle, bursting out onto a path through a sunflower field and pedaling hard uphill.
The next one showed her running across the beach, then swimming with all her might toward the person who had fallen into the water...
Then there was the girl on the