Wei Yu smiled and looked at the drawing on the table. "At first, I drew very slowly, almost finishing it right on time. Maybe it was because I drew a lot and became more skilled. Back then, I was tested every day, and I almost went crazy from sketching. Now I love it. When I draw, my heart is very calm and peaceful. It feels like I've entered another peaceful world that I long for, and time doesn't seem to pass by."
"Me too."
Lan Qingyue rested her chin on her hands, tilted her head slightly, and gazed into the distance with her eyes crinkling. Perhaps it was because she was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city and the skyscrapers, but the sky in the distance seemed exceptionally high and exceptionally blue. It was a pleasing blue that, when you calmed down and felt it, all your worries vanished.
“I’ve loved drawing since I was little, but my family couldn’t afford to give me formal lessons, so I taught myself. I always wanted to do my best, and whenever there was a competition, my eyes would light up and I would eagerly participate. I was so happy every time I saw my paintings displayed on the school’s exhibition wall.”
"Later... I got busier and busier, and I became more and more restless. I didn't want to squeeze out time to paint at all. When I did paint occasionally, most of the day would be gone. The feeling of being completely immersed in the work was really, really good. It felt like I was far away from all the troubles, far away from all the noise, and far away from the world of fame and fortune. I was just myself, a free spirit."
Painting can calm the mind. When a person is truly immersed in it, the wonderful feeling of being enveloped in freedom, tranquility, and peace is like colorful bubbles, slowly floating upwards and then bursting. The soul follows the most genuine thoughts, which is truly wonderful.
Wei Yu held her pen against her cheek, gazing into the distance. The frost in her eyes melted away little by little with the sunlight streaming through the window, leaving them so clear and bright. She chuckled softly, "I envy you. You have such profound insights. It seems nothing can bind you, because your heart is free."
"Hehe~" Lan Qingyue smiled gently, "Wei Yu, you're exaggerating too much~"
She was simply expressing her truest thoughts. If even a novice like her, who had just learned to fly, could have such an understanding, how could Wei Yu not grasp it?
It's just that Wei Yu is unwilling.
For a moment, Lan Qingyue really wanted to spend time with Wei Yu, to accompany her through the seven years she couldn't let go of, and to feel her deepest obsession.
Wei Yu was stunned by Lan Qingyue's faint smile. What a pure smile. It's not easy for someone who has been in that industry for nearly ten years to still have such innocence.
She said enviously, "Your smile... is so radiant!"
...
The two of them didn't leave the room all afternoon; Lan Qingyue was discussing with Wei Yu which fabric to choose.
"Wei Yu, should we add some embroidery?" Lan Qingyue asked.
Embroidery can effectively express the theme, but it seems there's not enough time.
The first day was almost over, and there were still two days left. She felt incredibly grateful to be able to complete four items.
"It's possible, but there's not enough time." Wei Yu had also taken this into consideration.
At the very least, you have to complete a series of works before you can consider it finished.
If you can't even produce a single series, it's no different from giving up.
Lan Qingyue looked regretful: "What a pity."
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