When school started, Master Larry had reminded Kara that she might be busy during her first year and needed to adapt to her university life. She only needed to go to the studio on the weekend and hand in a painting every month.
This time, it was Kara who thought about her and James and forgot about coming to the studio.
“Kara, you didn’t come this morning. Could it be that you didn’t finish your homework and wanted to escape?” Master Larry suddenly said again.
“…”
Kara pursed her lips and took out the work she completed in the morning from her bag.
The work unfolded. Looking at the color of the work, everyone frowned for a moment and raised their eyebrows, their expressions complicated.
Frankie stared at the painting and nodded. “It is very similar to your mother’s style, but the difference is that the lines are more agile and delicate than your mother’s. You excel your mother.”
“Yes, I used to learn from my mother, so I have some personal style. I am also trying to correct it.” Kara accepted the comment.
She had learned from her mother before, which was non-formal. Moreover, her mother’s attainments were naturally inferior to Master Larry’s.
Master Larry said that her drawing style was quite good, but it would also be a double-edged sword, which would restrict her, not conducive to her later studies.
If she still wanted to go up a level, she had to adjust and learn how to express herself freely.
When she needed to show a strong personality, she would act recklessly. When she needed to restrain herself, she could restrain herself. Only then would she find the balance.
“I don’t know why my heart feels so uncomfortable after hearing these words, ” Jamya suddenly said.
Drawing, the same as writing a poem, was a way to express emotions.
Writing a poem was to use words to express the mind of the author. Painting was to use lines, colors, and hue contrast.
Different people had different techniques, and Kara was good at using colors.
This time, the color she used was so intense that it was a bit dazzling.
Warm yellow, orange, orange red, and bright yellow were all extremely bright and eye-catching warm colors. However, when stacked together, they lost their characteristics. Instead, the navy blue and dark green, which are cold colors, were particularly outstanding.
She painted a trembling child standing in the ball of fire, crying.
The child shrugged, and his tears that fell turned into ice.
The temperature of the fire was very high, so why would the tears freeze?
Maybe it was because the child was too sad, and the temperature of her body was too low. Even if she was in the fire, it still couldn’t warm her heart.
In psychology, everyone had some sad things, which could not be told to others. They had to hide them in their hearts.
So everyone had a child in their heart. This child would change with the energy in our hearts. When the energy was sufficient, the child would grow up. We would be full of confidence and would be full of energy every day.
And when we encountered unhappy things, with failure, we would feel inferior. The child in our hearts was too little to face the bad things, and we would be afraid and uneasy.
People who had experienced some things in the world could see through this painting.
So when Jamya said what she felt, Kara was very surprised.
It could be seen that Jamya had also experienced despair and sorrow, otherwise he would not understand the meaning of that tear.
Master Larry stared at the work, deep in thought.
From the technique of this painting, it was relatively tender and simple, but the use of color was bold and strong, and most people couldn’t achieve it.
All the people who drew should go out into the world, because sometimes the skills of drawing could be learned, but the experience was impossible to learn.
What had happened to this little girl, making her draw such a painting? It was really a headache.
“Get the painting framed and hang it in the drawing hall. If anyone likes it, just send it as a gift.”
“…”
Kara twitched her lips.
Was Master Larry praising her or laughing at her?
“Kara, Master Larry is making an advertisement for you.”
“Oh.”
Kara didn’t know how to operate it, but according to Jamya, it was good that her work could be a gift.
Leaving the office, Kara distributed the dessert to everyone. Master Larry smelled the fragrance and glanced at Kara.
Kara was looking forward to talking about Jadon with Jamya, so she did not notice his glance. This made Master Larry fume. Jamya shrank and handed over the dessert that Kara gave her.
“Master Larry, this is Kara’s gift to you. I checked it. It’s sugarless.”
Master Larry was old. Although he was still healthy, he was no exception to some of the old people’s diseases. Therefore, he could not eat anything too sweet. However, Master Larry was fond of sweets.
“… At least she has a little conscience.”
Master Larry carried the dessert and returned to his studio.
“…”
“Kara, do you have low EQ, or do you not know how to observe others?” Jamya lectured.
Kara realized that she was so happy to know that Jadon had returned to the studio that she ignored Master Larry’s feelings.
“With you here, I don’t need to look at other people’s faces.”
Jamya couldn’t do anything to her, so she tapped her on the forehead to let her be smart.
Kara nodded and quickly went to frame her work. There was a process for framing a painting, and she needed to learn it.
Being busy in the studio, she would not think too much. However, when she returned to the villa and looked at the empty bedroom, she started to miss James.
Before going to sleep, she touched the cold quilt and took out her mobile phone to call James.
“Aren’t you going to sleep?” James answered quickly.
“You’re not here. I can’t sleep. It’s cold.”
James frowned and found a quiet place to put on his earphones.
“Get Libby to prepare a heating pad for you. It won’t be cold when you sleep at night.” His tone was serious.
It was autumn, and the weather turned cold.
Kara was in a terrible state, and her limbs were cold all year round. At night, she always asked James to warm her bed, her feet, and palms.
Kara wrinkled her little nose. The heating pad was less comfortable than his hug.
“Be good, I will go back soon. Close your eyes and sleep.”
“Alright.”
Although Kara said this, she held the phone and was reluctant to hang up.
James was helpless and hung up the phone.
Kara looked at the phone. She felt a sense of loss. She didn’t really feel cold, but without him accompanying her, she was alone in the villa. It was so quiet.
But he was too busy with work, and if she became too clingy, she would be too insensible.
Just as she was about to put down her phone, she found that James was about to video chat with her.
She immediately answered it and saw that he had already arrived at the office, and stared at the video with his tie untied.
She stared at him obsessively, her little hand tapping the screen, wanting to touch his face.
“You sleep. I will accompany you.”
The man took out a stack of documents, which meant that she slept while he looked at the documents.
Kara smiled, put her phone on the bedside table, turned the camera to herself, and then closed her eyes obediently.
“James, good night.”
“Be good.”
The man’s voice was too soft, and Kara smiled, and she fell asleep in a short while.
The next day, when she woke up in the morning, the video was still connected. She looked at the dark room in surprise. James was reading a book and he deliberately lit up the camera.
“James, I’m awake.”
She felt good to be able to wake up and see him every day.
“Kara, good night.”
James put down the book in his hand and was ready to go to sleep.
Due to the time difference, she was in the morning while James was at night.
“Okay, I will wait for you obediently.”
Kara chuckled and gave him a flying kiss before jumping off the bed to wash up.
James looked at her bright smile. It was like the sunlight shining into the room. James curved a smile.
After hanging up the video call, he thought of the investigation, and he was in a mess. He frowned and could not sleep for a while.