After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Si Jiu kept watching Wen Baizhi for as long as she slept.

Until Wen Baizhi woke up from hunger.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Si Jiu's face.

Against the light, his face was not very clear.

But she just knew that he had a face that she liked.

She sat up straight and stretched. "How long have I slept?" she asked.

Si Jiu replied: "About half an hour."

Not that long.

Wen Baizhi thought of the painting she hadn't finished before going to bed: "Have you finished it?"

Si Jiu held the painting in his palm and showed it to her: "It's done, Miss Wen, take a look. Are you satisfied?"

Wen Baizhi took only one glance and felt that the person in the painting was exactly like herself.

"It's like me. You're so awesome."

In fact, painting with a pen cannot achieve the same level of accuracy as modern cameras.

But people who are good at painting can let you know what they are painting at a glance.

Si Jiu is just so amazing.

Thinking about how he just said that he only knew a little bit, Wen Baizhi immediately realized that he was being modest.

In modern terms, it is Versailles.

"You just said that your painting was not good, look how good your painting is."

Si Jiu saw that she really liked this painting, and he became happy too.

"I'm telling the truth. I'm not very good at drawing people."

When he first started learning, he could only draw part of the passers-by when drawing them on the street.

It could be a certain facial feature, or a hand, or a face shape.

Anyway, I haven't painted all of them.

Over the years, he has only painted all of Wen Bai and Wen Baizhi.

Wen Baizhi praised: "You are still being modest. I think your painting is very good."

Si Jiu said without hesitation: "That's because the painting of you is good."

Wen Baizhi asked with a smile: "Why, you can't draw other people well?"

Si Jiu was very serious: "Yes."

Only she is different.

It has always been like this.

Wen Baizhi was so absorbed in looking at her own portrait that she didn't notice the meaning of Si Jiu's words.

She was awakened by hunger. After appreciating the paintings, her soul was satisfied, and her physical appetite also needed to be satisfied.

She asked Si Jiu: "Are you hungry?"

Si Jiu wanted to say that he was not hungry, but when he saw Wen Baizhi's eyes, he changed his words and said, "I am indeed a little hungry."

Wen Baizhi shook her shoulders and stood up: "Then let me go see if there is anything delicious in the kitchen."

Si Jiu put the painting on the table: "In that case, thank you for your help, Miss Wen."

He also calls himself Miss Wen.

Wen Baizhi pouted: "Dugong has been sitting for so long, can your waist still bear it?"

She didn't know that Si Jiu had a bad back.

After all, Si Jiu has always been able to endure.

If he deliberately concealed it, it would be difficult for Wen Baizhi to discover the clues.

Si Jiu's waist was broken because Qi Yan'an had beaten him many times in the past three years.

It was difficult for him to get a good rest after being injured.

After so many times, I suffered serious sequelae on my waist.

You will feel very stiff after sitting or lying down for a long time.

When the weather changes like raining or snowing, his knees and waist will feel abnormal pain.

This happened during the trip to Jinzhou this time. In order to hurry on his way, Si Jiu, who had been riding in a carriage, lost control one time and collapsed to the ground when he stood up after sitting for a long time. Wen Baizhi heard the truth from Rong Heng only after she asked Rong Heng to treat him.

When Wen Baizhi heard the truth, her face became terribly gloomy.

When Si Jiu saw her like this, he didn't care about the pain anymore.

He tried to reach Wen Baizhi as he did before.

But she coldly clapped her hands and rejected it.

Wen Baizhi was actually still angry with herself.

Si Jiu had spent the longest time with her, but she didn't notice anything.

If he had not been exposed after sitting for a long time in Jinzhou this time, I don’t know how long he would have kept it secret from me.

Si Jiu had been walking alone in the dark for so long, and now she finally came to his side.

But she still could do nothing for him, could discover nothing.

How painful it must be for Si Jiu.

Si Jiu also remembered Wen Baizhi's expression that day.

So today he didn't dare to hide anything and said honestly, "I have been sitting for a long time, and my back is a little stiff. It should be better after a while."

When he said slowly, he just meant trying to support his body and stand up while enduring the pain.

With the help of time, you will get through this wave of stiffness and pain.

After Rong Heng told Wen Baizhi the truth that day, he also told her how to massage Si Jiu to make him feel better.

When they were on the road, Wen Baizhi would give him a massage if she saw something was wrong with him.

Now she is ready to do the same.

She reached out her hand to Si Jiu: "Let me pull you up."

Si Jiu was a little surprised because she just said she was going to find something to eat.

He knew her love for food better than anyone else.

But not only did she not go, she also pulled herself up.

"I, I can do it myself." He stammered.

Wen Baizhi shrugged: "Okay, then you get up by yourself." As she said this, she withdrew her hand.

Si Jiu's face turned pale for a moment.

He even wanted to slap himself for saying those arrogant words.

But the words were out, he couldn't take them back.

He had no choice but to slowly straighten his back, then support himself with the table, using the force to help himself stand up.

The old injury on his back felt like a string was stretched thin, and every time he moved, it hurt.

His movements became increasingly stiff, and he got up more and more slowly.

He still couldn't stand up immediately after sitting for a long time.

Wen Baizhi showed an expression as if she had known this would happen.

When Si Jiu was about to fall back onto the stool, one hand grabbed his hand and the other hand reached forward to hold his waist.

"Take your time, follow my strength and stand up slowly." She said, "Don't worry, I'm holding you up."

She held him up.

Si Jiu wanted to cry again for no reason.

But he held back.

With the help of Wen Baizhi, he finally stood up straight.

But the pain in my lower back is still very obvious.

Wen Baizhi supported him: "Let me help you lie down on the couch over there, I'll give you a massage, it will be fine soon."

Si Jiu's face, which was originally pale, began to turn hot: "I have to trouble you again."

Wen Baizhi said nothing, carefully took him to the couch, and helped him lie down.

After he lay down, Wen Baizhi stood in front of the couch: "I will give you a massage right away, and you will be relieved soon."

Although the pain was not as severe as that in the knee, Si Jiu could not stand the feeling that made him feel paralyzed and unable to walk.

So in fact, he really wanted to escape from this fear.

In the past, he could only endure it alone over and over again.

Now he has Wen Baizhi.

She could always use her tenderness and comfort to heal all his pain.

The pain that he had been able to endure before seemed to be infinitely magnified in front of her, making him feel unbearable and extremely aggrieved.

Wen Baizhi's movements were quick and skillful.

When a tear fell from the corner of Si Jiu's eye, Wen Baizhi had completed all the actions.

Although my back and waist are still a little sore, at least they are not as stiff anymore.

Just as he was about to get up, Wen Baizhi pushed him back: "Don't be in a hurry to get up, rest for a while, I'll get you something to eat."

Si Jiu buried his face in the pillow and made a vague "hmm" sound.