After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

After lunch, Shen Jinmo took Xie Nanxing into the study as usual.

Eight chapters of the Heart Sutra written on plain white prayer flags were hanging in front of the window. When the mountain breeze blew, the fluttering arcs looked like white clouds on a sunny day.

The last article was placed on Xie Nanxing's desk, and it seemed that most of it had been copied.

Shen Jinmo handed the half-drawn kite cut into the shape of a crane to Xie Nanxing, and began to make the skeleton of the kite with a small hammer.

Xie Nanxing tied the last prayer flag in front of the window to dry in the air. When he sat down with his pen in hand again, he began to feel troubled.

The words on the prayer flags are written by him alone, no matter how beautiful or ugly they are.

But the ink-and-wash mountains and rivers sketched by Shen Jinmo in front of him were so distant and majestic that Xie Nanxing really didn't know how to deal with his other half in order to compete with Shen Jinmo.

With the pen in his mouth, Xie Nanxing looked down at Shen Jinmo who was roasting bamboo strips over a low fire.

"Shen Jinmo, you obviously haven't had a master to teach you since you were very young, how come you can do everything so well?"

Whenever Xie Nanxing asked this question, Shen Jinmo would think about it seriously.

Everything in this world is applicable, and the solid foundation laid in his youth allows him to be a little faster than others in everything he encounters.

In addition, he is usually diligent, and once he decides to do something, he will never do it hastily.

After developing this habit, now no matter what I do, I can handle it with ease.

"I have more free time, so I can only do these things to kill time."

The words he said gently made Xie Nanxing glare at Shen Jinmo: "Before you and I were together, you only slept for two hours a day at most. Isn't that a lot more time than other people?"

There is no leisure at all. I am worried all the time. It is more reassuring to control my own destiny when I am awake than to become someone else's victim when I am asleep.

"Xie Nanxing, it's great to have you."

"Then even if I'm mean to you, you still think I'm good?"

"As long as you don't abandon me, I'm fine with it."

Shen Jinmo smiled lightly and added: "The look you gave me just now was very beautiful."

Xie Nanxing's eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of what to draw on the other half of the kite.

Since there is no way to paint this, Xie Nanxing will work with Shen Jinmo on the meaning.

Shen Jinmo watched quietly for a while as he rolled up his sleeves and drew Xie Nanxing on the kite with great seriousness. The curve of his mouth became softer and softer.

The wind and snow blew into the house. Shen Jinmo stood up, stepped over the prayer flags that were drying, and closed the window.

He pushed the candlestick towards Xie Nanxing, and his eyes unconsciously fell on where Xie Nanxing was writing.

Even though he had already made an estimate in his mind, when Shen Jinmo saw the arc of Xie Nanxing's fall on the fan, he still laughed silently.

After waiting for so long, Xie Nanxing drew a circle that was unclear whether it was the sun or the moon.

Moreover, the arc is twisted and the circle is obviously deflated.

Xie Nanxing raised his head and explained proudly: "Shen Jinmo, this is the belly of a rabbit. I am going to draw a little rabbit."

"These winding brushstrokes are the rabbit's fur being blown by the wind as it flies in the sky."

Whose rabbit is this, floating in the sky?

But when Shen Jinmo thought about Xie Nanxing being able to make a rabbit fly into the sky, he felt that Xie Nanxing was really amazing.

Even the distorted arc began to become extremely reasonable.

Gently pinching Xie Nanxing's earlobe, Shen Jinmo's cold voice rose, and he was obviously in a very good mood.

"Xie Nanxing, why didn't I meet you earlier?"

Xie Nanxing looked at Shen Jinmo with a serious expression: "The one you met earlier was not me."

Lifting Xie Nanxing's chin with one hand, Shen Jinmo said more solemnly: "It can only be you."

If you come earlier, I will hold your hand earlier.

If you come late, I will take you home later.

If you don't come, then my life will end in this world, dust to dust, earth to earth.

Xie Nanxing shook his chin, and Shen Jinmo smiled and took his hand back: "It's so corny."

When Xie Nanxing finished drawing the rabbit, he drew a circle: "Shen Jinmo, guess what I'm going to draw this time?"

Shen Jinmo looked at the arc behind his eye sockets and said, "I am painting the same years as mine."

I also paint the people of Da Xia year after year.

Xie Nanxing immediately stood up from the armchair, his look of surprise turning into excitement.

She kissed Shen Jinmo on the cheek first, then kissed one side. Shen Jinmo moved the other side closer, and Xie Nanxing naturally kissed him again.

"Shen Jinmo, how can you see everything?"

"What I paint is a home hidden in the mountains and rivers, and what you paint must be hidden in the years."

Xie Nanxing could not paint the warmth of those years, but he could still sketch out about 70% of the likeness of the twelve zodiac signs in freehand style.

That’s not right either. It should only be four or five points.

It's still a bit too much, so let's just count it as one or two points.

But Shen Jinmo could guess it after just two glances, so in Shen Jinmo's opinion, it should be ten.

Ten points, the full score.

The kite, which was originally planned to be made during the Lantern Festival, was finally delayed until the end of the month before showing signs of completion.

The reason why it was so late was certainly not because Shen Jinmo was slow in making the kite frame, but because Xie Nanxing was too slow in drawing the twelve zodiac animals.

In the first two days, he was able to draw one or two every day, but as time went on, Xie Nanxing painted slower and slower.

In order to draw a dragon that didn't look like a snake, Xie Nanxing spent four days.

In the end, it still looks a bit like a snake.

It was not until last night when Xie Nanxing sat on Shen Jinmo's waist wrapped in a quilt to keep warm that he suddenly accepted the fact that he could not draw even one or two points.

But soon, Xie Nanxing, who had reconciled with himself, found a better way.

Xie Nanxing got up early in the morning and wrote words under each zodiac sign he had drawn. Shen Jinmo then held Xie Nanxing's hand and freely sketched between the mountains, rivers and years.

After a while, the two completely unconnected fan leaves merged perfectly. If you stand farther away and look at it, it really looks about 80% like a crane.

Kneeling in one place, he pasted the dried fan leaf onto the kite frame, used the copied prayer flags as the kite's tail, and tied the kite with the explained kite string. Only then was the kite, which carried the mountains, rivers, and years, completely completed.

When Xie Nanxing excitedly went out with the kite, it started to snow lightly in the cloudy sky.

Putting the kite in Shen Jinmo's hand, Xie Nanxing trotted into the carriage and took out a small can of tung oil.

This was something that Han Zhou handed to him when he was researching the waterproofing of warships, but after so much time, I don’t know if it can still be used.

Shen Jinmo opened the can and smelled it to know what it was: "Oil usually won't go bad after being stored for a long time, so it can be used."

After getting such an accurate answer, the two returned to the study and worked together to apply a layer of tung oil to the kite, which was not waterproof.

By the time the tung oil on the kite had dried, the wind and snow in the valley became stronger day by day, even stronger than during the New Year period.

Xie Nanxing stood under the eaves holding the kite, looking a little angry.

If you fly a kite on a snowy day, it might be crushed by the wind and snow before it even gets up.

They will be returning to Luoan in two days. If the weather is not good, they will not be able to fly the kite!