Finally, she turned around, looked at Huai Shi, and asked softly, "How is it?"
"Very beautiful."
Huai Shi nodded. "Truly as beautiful as a swan."
Indeed, like a swan dancing by a blood-red lakeside. Though the color was frightening and the scene terrifying, her presence seemed to make everything lovely.
The Red Swan.
"It's not just ballet. I've diligently studied painting, singing, and I've even learned the violin," Luo Xian suddenly said. "I've tried nearly everything that's supposed to bring joy... watching movies, listening to music, cooking, knitting sweaters, helping the elderly and children, donating to those in need, following celebrities, dating. I've tried almost all of it."
She looked at the young man before her, her smile having vanished at some unknown point.
"Yet I have never felt the joy you all talk about. Why is that, Huai Shi?"
She took a step forward, her gaze fixed intently on Huai Shi's eyes. "How can I be as joyful as you? Can you please tell me?"
