"...You need to balance work and rest..."
"Too much pressure can actually stifle inspiration."
"It can also make you lose your usual composure."
"You might end up ruining a painting you could've done well..."
Old Master Tang tried patiently to reason with her.
"But this child keeps saying there isn't enough time..."
"I don't know..."
Was there not enough time to finish something for Child's Mom's birthday?
But when he asked again, the child fell silent.
Old Master Tang was frustrated and helpless.
The child refused to tell him anything, leaving him with no idea how to show his concern...
"The child hasn't had much of an appetite lately, either..."
Old Master Tang gazed at his granddaughter with a worried expression.
"I don't know..."
"I'm worried..."
As the days went by, Old Master Tang had tried to reassure himself that Child's Mom's birthday was only a few days away...
Maybe when the day came, everything would become clear.
Everything would return to normal.
But...
No.
The old man's heart beat uneasily.
He couldn't bring himself to calmly ignore the strange things that weighed on his mind.
He couldn't do it...
Instead, as the days passed, he became increasingly unable to eat or sleep in peace.
If his granddaughter hadn't refused, he would have wanted to stay by her side constantly.
Even if he didn't know anything.
But as long as he stayed by his granddaughter's side...
Things couldn't get too bad...
Right?
Old Master Tang looked at Old Master Jiang with hopeful eyes.
His lips moved a few times. "Old Jiang."
That was what he had always called Old Master Jiang.
And Old Master Jiang called him Old Tang.
He hesitated a little. Since he was asking for help, should he address the other man as Master?