"How did it feel?"
Yao Ziyan set down the fruit platter in her hands. It held small pieces of fruit in all sorts of colors, giving off a faint, fresh fragrance.
Luo Chuan casually speared a piece with a toothpick and popped it into his mouth.
It tasted like pineapple, but the texture was more like pomelo, even carrying a faint milky aroma. Plants in a fantasy world were always bizarre in one way or another.
"I was a little nervous at first."
Anno was eating as well, one cheek slightly puffed out. "I was worried I wouldn't tell it well, worried something might go wrong halfway through, worried everyone wouldn't like my voice, and so on..."
The elf girl described the thoughts that had gone through her mind earlier.
"And then?" Yao Ziyan asked.
"Then I got over it." Anno put another piece of fruit into her mouth. "Anyway, they can't see me, and I can't see them. What's the point of thinking so much? Besides, nothing in this world can satisfy everyone. If some people like it, then naturally some people will dislike it. It's impossible to cater to everyone."
"So..."
Anno swallowed the food in her mouth. "I only need to tell the story. That's enough."
The elf girl gave her final conclusion.
"I think you could become a psychological counselor," Luo Chuan remarked casually.
"A psychological counselor?" Anno blinked. "What's that? A special profession?"
"Someone who changes other people's way of thinking through conversation or other methods, guiding them through closed-off and stubborn mindsets. Something like that," Yao Ziyan explained. Smiling, she took Anno's hand. "I think you have quite a talent for that too, Anno."
"Stop teasing me," Anno muttered.
"How am I teasing you? It's true," Yao Ziyan said with a radiant smile.