The Ink Rose

Jiang Xue looked at her painting and forced herself to calm down. She continued, "So what I want to say in this painting is that once hope is nourished, it is a beautiful and flamboyant beauty. Hope in suffering is always accompanied by some helplessness, far from being as beautiful as the world in a golden age."

Xue Liu looked deeply at Jiang Xue as if she could see through her.

Just as Jiang Xue was about to suffocate from the pressure, Xue Liu suddenly laughed. Her eyes were no longer so indifferent and cold but had a bit of affection for the younger generation.

Xue Liu laughed. "Are you Jiang Xue? May I know who your teacher is?"

In Jiang Xue's painting, Xue Liu could see the shadow of the flamboyant girl eighteen years ago. Some small habits could be easily passed on from teachers to students. For example, her disciple would always be influenced by her by chance and inherit some of her small habits.