Chapter 205 Warmth
Even though Song Ruize was changing himself, it was impossible for him to change from an i person to an e person in a short period of time. She knew that he was uncomfortable staying here, so when she saw that he had almost finished eating, she took him away and gave him a quiet space.
Song Ruize held a lantern and looked at Qin Huiyin who was humming a song in front of him.
The countryside is always exceptionally quiet under the cover of night, especially now that the weather is getting colder and everyone's dinner time has been advanced. The whole village seems to be sealed off.
Qin Huiyin stood with her hands behind her back, humming a song. She picked up a leaf, wiped it, put it to her lips and blew it to make a rhythm.
"Brother, can you do this?"
Song Ruize shook his head.
"I'll teach you." Qin Huiyin said, picking another leaf, wiped it and handed it to him.
Song Ruize took it with his free hand.
"Just watch..." Qin Huiyin leaned over and demonstrated in front of him.
The two were very close.
In the dim light, Qin Huiyin's cute little face seemed covered with a layer of transparent gauze.
Small lips, small facial features, but those lively eyes are particularly bright.
"Did you see it?" Qin Huiyin asked.
Song Ruize: “…”
His eyes stayed on her eyes, her nose and her slightly chubby face. He was distracted for a moment and didn't really look closely at what she was doing.
"I'll demonstrate it again..." Qin Huiyin saw him blowing the air again while explaining the details, teaching him how to control this thin leaf. "Isn't it fun?"
She took the lantern from Song Ruize and encouraged him, "Try it."
Song Ruize took the leaf and tried it, and it made a 'bubu' sound.
Qin Huiyin chuckled, then, perhaps because she was afraid of undermining his confidence, she covered her mouth and laughed again.
The two returned to the yard.
Song Ruize went into the inner room.
"Brother, you're not angry, are you?"
Qin Huiyin saw Song Ruize coming back and went straight into the room, so she followed him. Before she could go in, Song Ruize came out holding a brand new quilt.
He carried the quilt into her old room.
Qin Huiyin hadn't been in for a long time, and when she came in, she found it was very clean, as if it was cleaned regularly. She had come here to take care of the flowers and plants before, but she had never been in Song Ruize's room. The door of this room was always locked with a new lock, and she thought no one took care of it. Now it seems that this place is cleaner than Song Ruize's room.
"Brother, have you kept this room for me?" Qin Huiyin was moved.
Song Ruize felt a little guilty.
Actually, it’s not.
In the past, he had put a lot of animal fur here, which made it smelly. Later, when his relationship with Qin Huiyin eased, he cleaned it up and replaced everything that could be replaced. For those that could not be replaced, such as the big bed and the cabinets, he repainted them and fumigated them with various aromatherapy. It was only recently that he thoroughly tidied it up.
Fortunately, I sorted it out in advance, otherwise...
My sister must be angry.
"Didn't you say you wanted to repair the grape trellis?" Qin Huiyin asked, "I'll help you."
"I can do it alone." Song Ruize said, "If you are tired, go to bed early."
"I'm not tired." Qin Huiyin took Song Ruize's hand. "Let's go. I want to eat grapes next year."
In the yard, Song Ruize climbed up and down. Qin Huiyin was holding the ladder beside him, handing him tools from time to time.
In fact, the grape trellis had been built a long time ago, but Song Ruize felt it was not beautiful enough, so he kept patching it up.
"Brother, your eyesight is too good, isn't it?"
Although she hung lanterns in the yard and lit several bonfires to make the light brighter, her vision was still obviously obstructed compared to daytime.
"I'm almost done here, don't worry about me, go and rest early."
"I'll accompany you."
"It's cold outside."
Qin Huiyin wrapped Song Ruize's cloak tightly: "This way you won't be cold."
She didn't bring back her cloak.
Song Ruize didn't say anything else, but just quickened his movements. Not long after, he came down from above.
"Come on, go inside."
There was always warm water on Song Ruize's stove, so he could just wash his face and feet with the warm water and then rest.
Qin Huiyin just lay down on the bed, thinking that she hadn't urinated yet, she put on her coat and went out to solve her physiological problems. After all, it was so cold, and she didn't want to go out to urinate in the middle of the night.
After returning from draining the water, she accidentally saw that there was still a candlelight in Song Ruize's room. She walked to the window curiously and saw Song Ruize sitting at the table writing through the half-open window.
Good volume.
She took a closer look, her eyes full of surprise.
Is this written by someone who has never been to school?
Is this the legendary villain's halo?
The so-called villain is someone who can compete with the hero. Since he can compete with the hero, it means that the two are equally strong. The difference is that the villain's growth path must be full of darkness and setbacks, while the hero, despite all the hardships, eventually walks towards the path of light.
Bah, what villain? Her brother has such perseverance, he can do anything, why does he have to be a villain?
Qin Huiyin went back to the kitchen again and found a piece of burnt wood.
She just saw that there was white paper in her room. Just then, with a charcoal pencil and a piece of paper, a sketch of Song Ruize was born.
Dongdong...
Someone knocks on the window.
Qin Huiyin opened the window and saw Song Ruize standing under the window.
"You really didn't sleep. I thought you just didn't turn off the candle." Song Ruize said.
"You haven't slept either, have you?"
"Have you been out before?"
"I'm going to sleep right away..." Qin Huiyin said as she was about to close the window, but was stopped by Song Ruize.
Song Ruize took two steps forward and saw the painting on her desk through the window. His eyes were full of surprise: "Is this me?"
"I just drew it casually." Qin Huiyin felt a little embarrassed.
She hasn't painted for a long time, and she is not an art major, it's just an amateur hobby, so her paintings are not as lifelike as those of professionals.
Although not professional, it is enough to deal with laymen. For example, Song Ruize couldn't let go of the painting and took it away directly.
"This painting is not good enough. Let me practice and draw a better one for you."
"That's it." Song Ruize said, and reminded again, "Go to bed, you have to get up early tomorrow."
"I know." Qin Huiyin glared at him, "You've taken the paintings away, so I'm going to have to go to bed."
Song Ruize touched her hair.
Qin Huiyin reached out to close the window, snorted arrogantly at Song Ruize, and closed the window.
Song Ruize looked at the painting in his hand with a smile on his face.
Who said this painting is bad?
It was the best painting he had ever seen.
The self in the painting is sitting in front of the window practicing calligraphy, his eyes are focused and bright, his whole body is surrounded by light, full of hope.
It is not gloom, not death, not the abyss, but full of longing for the future.
He is alive.
Song Ruize returned to the room, folded the painting and put it close to his body.
After thinking about it, he turned over again, rolled up the painting, went to the kitchen to find a bamboo bucket, and put the rolled-up painting into the bucket.
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