Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

"I won't let them find out. Don't worry, I have a way. You just want to take a look, right? You want to see how other people live. I'll take you there, and we'll sneak out for a while. It's no problem."

A hint of hesitation and curiosity flashed across Yun Nongying's eyes, as if she was wavering. She glanced at Yun Qian, then looked around, as if she couldn't quite believe it. She whispered, "Is this really possible?"

"Of course," Yun Qian chuckled and nodded, "Even if the aunts find out, they won't blame us. Believe me, the world out there is wonderful. I just hope you have the courage to go and take a look."

Yun Nongying took a deep breath and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll go."

Her tone was still a little low, but her eyes were filled with anticipation, as if she was secretly hoping to walk out of this wall and see the bigger world.

Yun Qian quickly took out her phone and sent a few messages. After confirming that her plan was fine, she stood up and extended her hand, "Let's go. I'll take you out first."

They quietly slipped out of the side door of the welfare home. Yun Qian had already arranged everything and brought Yun Nongying to the art exhibition she had arranged.

She let the system create the scene of the two of them chatting inside. To be more precise, she used her points to exchange for a prop that could pause time and space, which cost her two hundred points.

The exhibition space wasn't large, but it was filled with an artistic atmosphere. The walls were covered with a variety of paintings, ranging from abstract to realistic, each imbued with the artist's emotion and vitality. The air was filled with the faint scent of oil paint, and the refreshing atmosphere made Yun Nongying's eyes light up.

"Is this the world outside?" Yun Nongying's eyes were full of curiosity. She gently touched the painting on the wall, and a hint of surprise and yearning appeared in her eyes.

"Yes," Yun nodded with a smile, "Every painting has its own story. Just like everyone's life, it has its own color."

Yun Nongying gazed at the painting, her eyes gradually softening. She paused, her gaze fixed, a flicker of confusion and wonder in her eyes. She remained silent, the clamor surrounding her seemingly swallowed up by the painting. Her gaze was gradually drawn to the clear waters of the pond. The colors on the canvas seemed to come alive, gently rippling through her heart.

She gazed at the perfectly round water lilies, their petals softly unfolding, a delicate interweaving of pale pink and white, as if floating quietly on the surface of the water, or perhaps an unspoken dream. The tranquil beauty left her stunned, as if, at that moment, the entire world had frozen in this pool of water. Her eyes widened slightly, and an indescribable expression crossed her face.

To her, the portrait was like an unknown language, whispering emotions she had never understood. Her heart was suddenly filled with an inexplicable feeling, both warm and empty, as if enveloped by a soft veil, yet somehow untouchable and distant. The water lilies floated quietly on the surface, seemingly unmoved, yet seemingly carrying countless stories and secrets.

Yun Nongying's breathing was a little rapid, and her eyes were fixed on the flowers in the painting, as if she was looking for some lost memories, or some beauty that she had never touched before.

She suddenly felt as if she had become a part of this painting - floating on the tranquil water, with complex emotions welling up in her heart, but she could not find an outlet.

Yun Qian followed her gaze, also looking at the painting. She smiled faintly, but didn't interrupt her. She knew that the painting brought Yun Nongying far more than just a visual impact. For a girl who grew up in loneliness, perhaps the tranquility and harmony conveyed by the painting could bring her a sense of long-lost warmth, even if only for a moment.

[Those old bastards from the Yun family, it's best if you don't let me know whose idea this was.]

Looking at such a fragile and intelligent girl, who should have had everything good... Yun Qian felt a surge of resentment in her heart.

"Who says it's not true, host? I really don't understand what on earth could make a biological father so careless about his own child."

Yun Qian didn't respond, but just looked at Yun Nongying, her heart moving slightly. She knew that this short trip today meant that Yun Nongying had begun to open her heart and gain the courage to contact the outside world.

She pulled Yun Nongying's hand and said softly, "Let's go look at other paintings, okay? The world outside is huge and beautiful. When you're ready, we can go further together."

Yun Nongying nodded gently, a faint smile appearing on her face. She seemed to have found her own small path at this moment, leading to a wider world.

They continued to stroll through the exhibition, Yun Qian occasionally explaining the background and meaning of some of the artworks to Yun Nongying. Behind each painting was a story, and each story was like the life Yun Nongying longed for—peaceful, free, and warm.

Just as they reached the last painting, Yun Nongying stopped. It was a painting depicting a city at night, with bright lights on both sides of the street and the hustle and bustle of traffic, while the skyscrapers in the distance seemed so tall and lonely.

"This painting looks very different, and it makes me feel a little lonely." Yun Nongying whispered.

Yun Qian looked at her and smiled gently. "Everyone has their own unique face. What each person feels may be their own, or it may be what the artist wants us to see. But perhaps, it is this loneliness that allows people to understand themselves more clearly. Just like these paintings you see now, perhaps each of them has its own loneliness, but they also have their own brightness."

Yun Nongying silently stared at the painting, a new thought flickering in her eyes. She said nothing more, but stood there quietly, as if trying to understand Yun Qian's words and to process her own understanding of the world.

At this moment, Yun Qian knew very well that their time together today had quietly affected something in Yun Nongying's heart.

"Will you come again?"

Yun Qian: "Yes, Nong Ying, I like you very much and I will remember you. Clouds break, moon comes, flowers bloom, Nong Ying, your name is so beautiful."

When Nong Ying went to bed that night, she still felt like she was in a dream. She knew that Sister Qian was a very important person to her.