The afternoon sun has a lazy flavor, passing through the gaps in the blinds and cutting a few golden spots on the wooden floor.
The air was filled with the cheap and refreshing aroma of instant coffee.
Su Wan sat in front of the drawing board, and the pressure-sensitive pen in her hand rustled on the digital tablet, outlining the outline of a misty forest. She still has one final background to finish before her deadline today. Only when the mind is calm can the hand be steady.
"Mommy! Mommy!"
A milky cry exploded into the tranquility of the studio like a small cannonball.
Immediately afterwards, a small figure rushed in with a "da da da" sound, so fast that it caused a gust of wind.
Su Wan's pen tip paused, and a crooked black line destroyed the entire mist. She sighed helplessly and rubbed her temples.
"Nuomi, how many times have I told you that mommy should keep her voice down when she is working." Her voice was hoarse with a hint of lack of sleep, but it was not harsh.
The little boy named Nuomi, Su Nian, was holding a tablet computer at the moment. His little face was flushed with excitement, and his eyes were bright, as if he were hiding two little stars. He ran to Su Wan's side, his little head raised high.
"Mommy! Great news!" Su Nian raised the tablet in front of Su Wan with a snap. On the screen was a close-up of a man.
