Miss Elina silently watched the sunset for a while, then lowered her head and took out her phone, wanting to discuss the replacement of the draft with Detective Cat.
No matter how troublesome this matter might be.
Such an illustration,
is worth her effort.
It was then that Anna realized the other party had sent a message shortly after sending the draft, which she hadn't seen yet.
[Love is not about staring at each other, but looking in the same direction—this is the deepest insight I gained while drawing "The Little Prince". I understand you are very fond of The Little Prince, so I am sharing it with you.]
"Love is not about staring at each other, but looking in the same direction."
Anna murmured to herself.
Love?
She understood that the love in this sentence had nothing to do with desire or gender, nor was it the sweet love between lovers, but something much deeper.
It is a higher level of spiritual entanglement, as well as a touching mutual companionship.
