Sweetheart, you have caught my drift...你意会了

Not even a super-busy day can stop me from taking a break. However short that break may be, it still allows me to enjoy a far-fetched idea popping up from nowhere, which will somehow end up reaching everywhere I go, spiritually if not physically.

An aesthetic idea is growing in my head and flowing out of my ink brush as I speak. Where my ink brush touches, a pale plum blossom flies away, only to be painted crimson by the lips of a beauty.

Thank you, my beauty!