Sang Wan, a once-in-ten-thousand-years genius mechanist (puppeteer) from the cultivation world, unexpectedly transmigrated into a book. After looking around, she was completely bewildered.
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After receiving the heart-warming text message from Xiao Xiuran, Sang Wan changed into home clothes and went downstairs to find him.
Under the influence of alcohol, she felt her head getting heavier and heavier, her vision began to blur, and Xiao Xiuran's back kept shaking in her eyes.
Sang Wan pulled out a chair and sat at the dining table, supporting her chin with both hands, hoping to reduce the dizziness.
Xiao Xiuran first brought a cup of honey water to Sang Wan, and then brought out a bowl of sugarcane pork ribs soup from the kitchen.
"Let the pork rib soup cool down for a while before drinking it. It's very hot when it's freshly made." Xiao Xiu Ran looked at Sang Wan with half-closed eyes and tilted his head to look at the cup of honey water.
She was wearing a light pink home dress with a bunny pattern on it. Her long hair fell down like a waterfall, and her cheeks were white with a slightly drunken redness, which made him want to pinch them.
"I shouldn't have listened to you and said I wanted to try a few more flavors of wine. Next time I'll have to keep an eye on you."
Xiao Xiuran sat opposite Sang Wan and watched her intently as she took a big sip of honey water. He also saw that she seemed very satisfied with the taste of the honey water and licked her lips with satisfaction.
Sang Wan struggled to open her eyes, looked at Xiao Xiuran and asked, "Have we met before?"
Xiao Xiuran was surprised for a moment and answered her: "Yes, I saw it in the supermarket."
Sang Wan waved her hand, "You know I'm not talking about that time in the supermarket..."
What she actually wanted to ask was about the world of immortal cultivation...but she couldn't say these three words.
Although she knew that the time measurements in the two worlds were different, the people in this world would certainly not be able to understand it. It would be difficult to explain if she was mistaken for a monster over a hundred years old.
Xiao Xiuran pondered for a moment, as if lost in some memories. Suddenly, he curled his lips, a beautiful arc spreading across his face. "Maybe."
Sang Wan blew on the sugarcane pork ribs soup, took a sip, and after confirming that it tasted good, she took a spoon and took a big sip.
"You felt so familiar the first time I saw you, like... we've known each other for a long time."
She was drunk and her speech was stuttering. She knew that Xiao Xiuran was playing tricks on her, and she also knew that even if he knew something, he would not tell her now.
Never mind that. He gave her a good feeling and was very attractive to her. He had an extremely reliable and secure aura. Even though she had never met him before, she was willing to regard him as... a friend.
Sang Wan suddenly slammed the table, and ran back to the bedroom as if she remembered something.
Seeing her in a hurry, Xiao Xiuran was a little worried and wanted to follow her, but he didn't expect her to run back in a hurry, holding the piece of ebony and a small knife she bought today.
"What's this?" Xiao Xiuran was puzzled. What was she thinking of doing so late at night? He was afraid that she was still drunk and would cut herself with the knife.
"Shh..." Sang Wan gestured to him to keep quiet and pointed at the camera within the dining table.
Xiao Xiu Ran understood what he meant and took a blanket from the sofa to block the camera.
Director Zhao, who secretly opened a hidden camera in the restaurant to record some behind-the-scenes footage, shed silent tears. He just hoped the audience would stop criticizing him! Xiao Zhao tried his best! It's your main character who's too perceptive!
Sang Wan placed the medium-sized piece of ebony flat on the table and cut it into three pieces.
Xiao Xiuran was shocked. The knife in Sang Wan's hand looked like an ordinary fruit knife, but how could it become so sharp in her hand?
In fact, Sang Wan wrapped the blade with silver wire, so he could cut the ebony easily.
She carved the larger piece of ebony with the blade, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily. Sometimes it was a wavy shape, sometimes a polygonal shape. Gradually, a head took shape, followed by a body, and finally legs and feet. During this time, she kept looking up at Xiao Xiuran opposite her.
The first piece was completed in one go, as if it had been carved thousands of times, but that was indeed the case.
She then used the tip of the knife to carefully polish the details, down to the contours of the face, the curvature of the corners of the eyes, the height of the nose bridge, and the folds and patterns of the clothes.
She put down the knife with satisfaction and turned the front of the work to face Xiao Xiuran who was sitting opposite her.
After seeing the finished product carved by Sang Wan, Xiao Xiuran asked in surprise, "Is this me?"
The puppet in front of him was lifelike, about half a meter tall. The puppet was carved to be wearing his afternoon sportswear, with two fox ears on his head, which was Sang Wan's little 'prank'.
In addition to his surprise, Sang Wan carved the small piece of ebony again. This time, the puppet she carved was herself. She placed the puppet in her image next to his puppet, just like two proportionally scaled puppets standing together.
Sang Wan held his forehead with his hand. "It turns out that inspiration is so abundant after drinking. It seems that wine is really a good thing."
She looked at Xiao Xiuran, "Aren't you curious about where I learned this skill?"
Xiao Xiuran smiled and said, "Of course I know."
Sang Wan: ???!!!
He then added, "Otherwise you wouldn't be so confident as to buy such an expensive piece of unprocessed wood."
Sang Wan: ...Okay, that does make some sense...
She pushed the puppet of herself in front of Xiao Xiuran and said, "This is for you. As a thank you gift."
Xiao Xiuran touched the head of Sang Wan's puppet and said, "Hmm? Give it to me?"
Sang Wan stammered, "Well...thank you for teaching me how to pick vegetables and cook, and for buying me candy."
Xiao Xiuran smiled knowingly. She must have noticed that he bought another bag of plum candies in the afternoon and stuffed it into her bag, but when he looked at Sang Wan's current expression, he couldn't help but have the idea of teasing her.
He imitated Sang Wan's previous behavior, propping up his chin and asked, "What did Xiao Mu just say? I didn't hear clearly."
Sang Wan naturally knew that Xiao Xiuran was teasing her on purpose, but he had indeed taken care of her all day today, so she had no choice but to emphasize her tone and pretend to be angry and said to him: "Thank you, little fox! Also, this puppet has a name, his name is Xiao Xiaoran."
Xiao Xiuran curled his lips, revealing a satisfied expression, "Then I'll call her Sang Xiaowan. But after receiving such a precious Sang Xiaowan, what should I give her in return?"
Sang Wan thought for a moment, "You don't have to pay me back. If you really want to pay me back...can you cook a few more meals for me?"
Xiao Xiuran laughed, "No problem."
Actually, you can let me do it for you as long as you want...
Sang Wan sobered up a little, took out a piece of plum candy, tore it open and put it in his mouth, "How did you know I like plum candy?"
Xiao Xiuran touched his chin as if he was thinking, and said seriously, "Are we in sync?"
Sang Wan was speechless.
"Maybe I just heard the inner voice of a certain little wooden man." Xiao Xiuran joked, obviously not fooling Sang Wan. However, Sang Wan was not the kind of person who would ask questions, so the topic ended here.
After drinking the hangover soup and cleaning up the kitchen, they returned to their rooms.
After Xiao Xiuran returned to the room, he took Sang Xiaowan and looked at her over and over again, unable to let her go.
He stretched out his finger and tapped Sang Xiaowan's forehead, "Please give me more guidance in the future, Sang Xiaowan."