A Little Penguin
Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios
She walked into Su Li's office and saw the master's paintings hanging all over the wall. Her paintings were not realistic or artistic. However, every line that she had drawn was full of her own uniqueness. They showed her life filled with trials and turmoilo; her success and triumph. Behind each bittersweet memory, there was a small rising blissfulness. Such was life, filled with every taste.
"Do you like my paintings?" Su Li noticed the gentleness shimmering in Xia Ruoxin's eyes. Every wave rippled back and forth between her eyes. She knew that her disciple was fond of them. Humans had always managed to find each other through the things that they liked. Su Li could feel it Xia Ruoxin's emotions.
"Mmm, I like it." Xia Ruoxin nodded. She wasn't trying to curry favor. She was merely conveying her honest thoughts.
"Teacher, your paintings contained your feelings. You must have been through a lot in order to see the silver lining."