It was a drawing of late autumn with red maple leaves blowing in the wind.
Two young children were playing under the tree.
The children were drawn as two silhouettes viewed from the back. Their faces could not be seen but she could roughly predict that it was a boy and a girl.
If the drawing was shown to another person, perhaps the person would not find anything strange with it.
However, a mighty torrent surged in Susan Shelby’s heart involuntarily.
There were two stone stools by the side of the tree and also a lake that could be seen indistinctly in the distance.
The scene was simply too familiar for her.
This was the secret base between her and Little Leaf, right?
Susan could not refrain herself from taking a glance a t the man. "What gave you the inspiration to draw this? Have you been to the place in the drawing?"
The man smiled. "I did. I lived there for a while when I was a child."
He looked at the drawing with a gentle gaze. "The little boy in the drawing and the little girl is precisely my friend during childhood. What a waste that twenty years have passed and I can't even remember her facial features anymore so I can only draw the outlines vaguely."
Susan could feel that her heart was trembling even." Your friend during childhood?"
"Yes," the man nodded. “She is a very important friend to me. Back in those years, we agreed to reunite at the location in the drawing twenty years later. What a waste..."
The man heaved a sigh.
"What a waste what?" Susan could not refrain herself from asking.
The man forced a laugh. "My family was wealthy when I was a child. We lived in a villa, drove around in luxury cars, and we had a bunch of servants with us at all times. Yet, my family declined... and now, I'm just a nomadic artist. If we meet again and she sees me in m y unkempt condition, I wonder how disappointed Little Flower will be. It’s better for us not to meet rather than that."
So it turned out that this was the case.
Susan could not help being entranced.
Little Leaf did not forget his promise, but he did not have the courage to come meet her.
Why was he such a fool?
Susan turned her head to look at the man and attempted to search for her past memories in his appearance with great effort.
However, just like how the man did not remember how she looked, she was incapable of finding his shadow in her mind either after twenty years.
Yet, the scene in the drawing and the monikers that only they would know could not be wrong.
"How would you know that Little Flower will surely mind about these things?” Susan could not refrain herself from saying that.
"I can’t handle it." The man forced a laugh. "Rather than letting her see me now, I might as well let her memories of me stay in our childhood in eternity."
As he was speaking, the man gazed at the drawing board attentively with a gentle gaze.
Susan looked at him and her heart softened slowly as well.
She was under the assumption that she would never see Little Leaf again anymore.
Yet, she did not expect that heaven would let her encounter a coincidence like this.
In a strange city and a newly-moved in neighbor, who would have thought that this would happen?
He was her best friend during her childhood.
After a long time, the man removed himself from the train of thoughts triggered by the drawing. He could not help apologize, "I'm sorry for dragging you along into a strange conversation. You must be bored huh."
"No, thank you for reaching out to me." Susan stuck out her tongue then extended a hand. "Little Leaf, I'm Susan Shelby, also known as Little Flower. It’s been ages."
The man was stunned at once.
He looked at Susan incredulously. "You... You..."
"It's me." Susan nodded smilingly. "The ugly doll that you gave me when we were young, I still kept it until today."
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