"Perhaps, we can find something interesting behind this painting." Joyce spread her hands, "The most traditional way may work the best for a man like him."
"Haha."
Karl smiled. The appreciation in his eyes was undisguised, and his eyes were glittering, "Joyce, you are just as smart as ever. You knew everything. Your analysis is just correct."
Juanita could see the admiration in Karl's eyes and she looked slightly dull.
"Hey, I'm so stupid and not as smart as Joyce," she sighed.
Joyce was so good, and she could not be even as good as she was in any way.
When she thought about it, she couldn't help but feel sad.
"Little fool, everyone is just special, so are you. You don’t have to be like anyone else." Karl noticed the change in her and patted her shoulder gently to comfort her.
"Is that so?" She raised her head slightly and looked at him with love in her eyes.
She had admiring him all the time, and she was always afraid that, he might think she never deserved him.
After all, with Joyce right in front of them, she was really just an ugly duckling.
"Of course." The person who said it was none other than Joyce.
"There is an ineffable affinity in you and everyone cannot help but want to be close to you. Your smile is gentle and bright and has a magical healing power. Once upon a time, I was rather withdrawn and had few friends, but your presence warmed my frozen heart. With you, everything's so natural and comfortable. This is something that no one else can do." Joyce smiled blandly and looked at Juanita with gratitude.
"Yes. You are just like a light that can light up everyone’s life." Karl gazed at her and said seriously, "For me, too."
During the most toughest days, she had always been like a light that illuminated his heart from afar, but had the good sense not to come too close or ask him for anything in return. He felt touched inside.
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