Mingsheng slightly nodded, takes a sip of the wine. He slightly smiled

Mingsheng slightly chuckled, puts the brush down. he pours a cup of wine “here, have a drink” he pours himself a cup as well

“I got distracted by the scenery” he smiled back

“uhh. no” Mingsheng looked over at the other male

[he slightly nodded] yeah, is it [smiled softly]

[thinks for moment, slightly shook his head] Not really, just came to enjoy the scenery and the fresh air

Mingsheng was about to walk away from him but he was stopped. he slightly nodded, wasn’t really ready to meet him yet.

Mingsheng was slightly surprised that he accidentally bumped into him, he knew that voice. he slightly bowed “It’s alright” Mingsheng wondered about him

—He didn’t have the heart to him that he was going blind. so Mingsheng ended up leaving without telling Jian anything on where he’s going. it’s been almost five years since he left, Mingsheng smelled a familiar smell.