The largest area in He Ziyi's apartment is not her room, but her studio.
It's Pei Yuanchen's first time stepping into her workspace.
He looks at the sketches scattered all over the floor and the completed works hanging on the walls, remaining silent for a long moment.
Most of her works are oil paintings, and at first glance, they have a particularly strong impact.
Even someone like Pei Yuanchen, without much artistic appreciation, is stunned for a while by the impact.
"Uncle Xiaobao, look." Zhixi points at an oil painting on the wall as if showing off a treasure. "That's my sister-in-law when she was pregnant with Xiaobao."
Pei Yuanchen looks in the direction she indicates.
In the painting is a pregnant woman surrounded by a field of flowers, sitting on a bench and holding a little boy's hand.
Both the woman and the child have quite indistinct features.
But Pei Yuanchen recognizes them at once as Zhixi and Xiaobao.
