Chapter 58: Losing One's Grip

  Mother loved painting the most, and her biggest dream was to become a painter. However, in order to support her father's dojo and to take care of Tian Nuoyu wholeheartedly, Mother gave up her dreams for real life and became an art teacher.

  Tian Nuanyu remembered that in "Dream of the Red Chamber", Jia Baoyu grabbed rouge and powder on his full moon, but she grabbed a paintbrush.

  When she was young, no one taught her to paint. She would simply pick up a brush and scribble on paper after seeing her mother paint. However, when her mother saw her paintings, she was amazed. From then on, her mother began to teach her painting seriously. When she was in junior high school, her mother even asked a master of Chinese painting to teach her, hoping that her own unfulfilled dreams could be realized through her daughter.

  Her father did not express any opposition to her learning painting, but he had never expressed his approval either. In fact, she knew that her father was opposed to her painting in his heart, and she knew that he wanted to cultivate her into an excellent taekwondo player.

  Perhaps many parents in the world are like this, their own unfulfilled dreams always wanting to be realized through their next generation.

  But she herself was clear that she liked painting more, and as soon as she picked up her brush and sat in front of the canvas, her heart would instantly calm down. When the colorful world and all things were presented under her brush, the joy and excitement of that moment could not be expressed in words. She enjoyed such moments, and once thought that she was born to paint.

  She couldn't disobey her father, so she had to follow him to learn Taekwondo. However, when her father asked her to participate in the competition, she firmly resisted. Her father beat her several times for this reason. Later, under her mother's mediation, her father finally compromised and no longer forced her to participate in the competition.

  She knew it was her mother, not she, who had compromised with her father.

  It was because of that day's outing to paint from life that Mother had the accident, so after Mother's accident, Father saw her neither eating nor drinking but still painting day and night, like a meteor crashing into the earth. Father furiously smashed her painting tools and canvas, threw all her paintings into the fire, and heartlessly told her that if she touched a paintbrush again, he would cut off their father-daughter relationship.

  She knew her father did this because he was too heartbroken, and she didn't blame him.

  As she watched the painting that seemed to cling to her soul turn into black ashes in the fierce flames, she knew that her dreams were also extinguished and shattered in those ashes, and her happy times would never return.

  Since then she no longer touched a brush and never mentioned painting again.

  She had already lost a loved one and couldn't lose another, and she knew that sitting in front of the canvas she had lost her inspiration.

  She occasionally calms her emotions by secretly drawing quick sketches with a pen.

  Everyone's spiritual pillar always needs a foothold to support it.

  Past events always make people feel sentimental, Tian Nuan Yu found that the corners of her eyes actually had tears in them, she hadn't cried in a long time, and to her, crying was only a sign of weakness.

  She wiped away her tears, turned and walked to the bedside, put her phone on the nightstand, then walked to the closet, opened the door, took out a change of underwear and a sleep dress, and went into the bathroom.

  The weather is getting hotter and she just went to the fruit garden for a walk, already sweating slightly. She originally planned to return to the villa and take a bath, but was delayed by the painting matter.

  After taking a bath, Tian Nuoyu felt that the gloomy mood she had just experienced seemed to have been washed away too. However, when she walked out of the bathroom, her heart sank again.

  Mù Yǔ Xīn was standing by her bed, sideways with his back to her, holding the old mobile phone she had just placed on the bedside table and flipping through it.

  Mu Yu Xing, this is the second time that someone has touched her things without her permission, and it's always the things she least wants others to see. The unpleasant emotion instantly swelled up in Tian Nuan Yu's heart.

  "What are you doing?"

  Mu Yu Xing was browsing through the photos on her phone, perhaps too engrossed, and didn't even hear Tian Nuan Yu opening the bathroom door. Suddenly she heard Tian Nuan Yu's voice, and she was startled, quickly turning around, but because she turned around too quickly, her hand shook, and the phone suddenly slipped out of her hands: "Clang", the phone fell to the ground.

  The floor of Tian Nuoyu's room was not covered with a carpet, but with wooden flooring. When the phone fell to the ground, the screen landed first: "Ka" sound, the screen shattered instantly, and then the body, back cover, and battery were all separated.

  Mu Yu Xin was stunned for a moment and was at a loss for what to do.

  The sound of the mobile phone screen shattering shocked Tian Nanyu's heart.

  To her, the sound was not the shattering of a mobile phone screen, but the sudden rupture of the tight bond that connected her to her mother, who was slowly drifting away from her, and no matter what she did, she couldn't bring her back.

  Tian Nuoyu's mind was suddenly in disarray, and her originally unpleasant mood instantly escalated into anger.

  Mu Yu Xing snapped back to reality and hastily squatted down to pick up the scattered phone.

  "Don't touch it!" Tian Nuanyu's face was tense, suppressing the anger in her heart as she said coldly.

  Mu Yu Xian picked up the phone's body and was about to pick up the scattered phone case when she suddenly heard Tian Nuan Yu speak in a tone that was completely different from usual. She looked up at Tian Nuan Yu with some surprise.