Chapter 26: What is the Purpose of Marriage
Sketching was quick, but the touch-ups took a lot of time. Qin Guanglin spent the whole afternoon in the studio and only breathed a sigh of relief by evening when he put down his brush, admiring his finally completed work.
The person in the painting wore a floral apron, her hair tied into a bun at the back, with a small strand of hair hanging over her forehead. She held a spatula in one hand and a pot in the other, her side profile showing a hint of a smile, looking relaxed and joyful as she cooked.
Qin Guanglin had once imagined what his future partner would be like, perhaps with blonde waves or long legs and a curvy figure—fantasies young people often have. He also thought about finding someone like that.
Staring at the canvas now, Qin Guanglin suddenly realized what was best—it wasn't glamour and allure but a steady, flowing life.
External appearances were mere illusions. Even if she turned into a two-hundred-pound heavyweight, she would still be the best.
He couldn't let such a good person slip away; missing her meant it was impossible to meet another like her... Qin Guanglin suddenly felt the progress between them was a bit slow and had an impulse to keep her tightly by his side.
"Time for dinner," Qin's Mom knocked on the door.
"Coming."
Qin Guanglin put down his brush and walked out of the studio. Dinner was fried dough sticks that Qin's Mom bought, along with watermelon.
He took a bite of a dough stick, hesitated for a moment, then spoke, "Mom."
"Hmm?"