"Did anything come to mind?" Xiao Shuzhu asked while observing her expression.
"I seem to have some impression." Xiao Shuju said, furrowing her brows hard, but couldn't figure it out.
Xiao Shuzhu reminded her: "If I'm not mistaken, Third Sister's painting should be connected to mine."
"You mean to say, my painting and your painting are like a giant puzzle that has been taken apart?" Xiao Shuju deduced naturally from her words, "In that case, it's possible that the four of us sisters each received a connected painting when we got married."
"There should be." Xiao Shuzhu said, "I noticed this because no matter how I looked at it, it felt like the painting was unfinished."
Xiao Shuju turned back to look at the painting again, and truth be told, only someone as meticulous as Xiao Shuzhu could notice the painting's nuances. She, being the careless third sister, hadn't noticed at all over the years.
