Yao'semotionswerelikeabloomingflower,alwaysonthevergeofrevealingitspetals.Shewasalwaysafraidofbeingjudged,andshealwaystriedtokeepheremotionsincheck.Butnomatterhowhardshetried,heremotionswouldalwaysfindawaytoescape.Theywouldspilloverfromthecornerofhermouth,andtheywouldleaveatrailofbeautyintheirwake.

Yao'semotionswerelikearisingtide,alwaysonthevergeofengulfingher.Shewasalwaysafraidofbeingsweptaway,andshealwaystriedtokeepheremotionsincheck.Butnomatterhowhardshetried,heremotionswouldalwaysfindawaytoescape.Theywouldspilloverfromthecornerofhermouth,andtheywouldleaveatrailofsurrenderintheirwake.