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Due to An Xiaojing's waist injury, he was unable to continue recording the variety show, so his studio issued a document declaring that An Xiaojing was temporarily withdrawing from the show, and continued to participate in the recording after the injury recovered.

During An Xiaojing's recuperation period, Yan Wujing was always taking care of his daily life, and even An Xiaojing's manager, Yue Ziming, had difficulty seeing An Xiaojing.

On this day, Yan Wujing pushed the wheelchair and took An Xiaojing to the shade under the tree in the yard.

"It's a nice day today."

An Xiaojing looked up at the treetops, and the golden sunlight was shining through the branches on the green grass.

An Xiaojing put his hands on his legs, and the wind blew the blanket on his lap from time to time. Seeing this, Yan Wujing squatted down to help him tuck the blanket, so as not to let An Xiaojing catch a cold.

"Wujing, can you draw?"

"A little while, do you want to draw?"

An Xiaojing nodded, "I want to draw such a beautiful scene."

"Then I'll have someone prepare paint and paper right away."

Yan Wujing made a phone call, and soon a maid came over with paint and a drawing board.

After the maid set up the two drawing boards, she retreated silently, not disturbing Yan Wujing and An Xiaojing's two-person world anymore.

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Under the shade of the trees under the sun, one is sitting in a wheelchair and painting the beautiful scenery in front of him, and the other is standing aside and painting the beautiful scenery in front of him.

An Xiaojing's eyes are on the scenery, while Yan Wujing's eyes are on An Xiaojing.

I don't know how much time passed, An Xiaojing was finally tired of painting, he put down his brush, and looked back at Yan Wujing.

An Xiaojing's look back and smile was once again deeply engraved in Yan Wujing's heart.

An Xiaojing's eyes are as charming as the stars and the sea, and Yan Wujing is mesmerized with just one glance.

"Wujing, haven't you finished drawing yet?"

Yan Wujing looked down at An Xiaojing on the drawing paper, and said with a smile: "Not yet, I don't want to finish painting in my life."

"Show me what you drew."

"I'll show you when I finish drawing."

An Xiaojing frowned and asked suspiciously: "Are you still shy? I won't dislike your ugly paintings."

"It's not a matter of disliking it or not, it's that I haven't finished the painting yet, and I want to show you the complete painting."

An Xiaojing nodded, and did not force Yan Wujing to hand over the paintings to him. Anyway, if there is a chance in the future, he will still be able to see Yan Wujing's paintings.

"Although you don't show me your paintings, I still want to show you my landscapes."

At this time, An Xiaojing was like a good student who was waiting for the teacher to praise him. He sat obediently in the wheelchair, his eyes were full of anticipation for Yan Wujing's next words.

Yan Wujing stood by An Xiaojing's side. He looked at An Xiaojing's paintings carefully, and praised: "Your paintings are beautiful and lifelike."

An Xiaojing smiled and said, "Is your statement somewhat exaggerated? Or are you sincerely praising my good-looking paintings?"

Yan Wujing walked behind An Xiaojing, leaned close to An Xiaojing's ear, and said softly to him: "My compliments to you are always sincere, never exaggerated or false."

"I accept your compliment."

"It's already evening, and the weather is a bit cold, why don't we go back first and bring you out tomorrow."

An Xiaojing nodded and said, "Anyway, I'm a little sleepy now. I want to go back and have a rest. When I wake up, call me for dinner."

"it is good."

Yan Wujing pushed An Xiaojing back to the living room, entered the elevator, and went straight to their bedroom.

Yan Wujing carried An Xiaojing into the bedroom, put him gently on the bed, and carefully adjusted the temperature in the room to a constant temperature so that An Xiaojing could sleep more comfortably.

Yan Wujing helped An Xiaojing cover the quilt, gently stroked his head, and said softly to her: "You have a good rest first, I'll go to the study to do some work, and I'll call you when dinner is ready."

"it is good."