Chapter 15 Fourteenth, fifth day (afternoon)

Leaving this water bar, Ji Ning found that it was already noon, so he called his mother to tell his mother that he would not go home for dinner, and then ordered something casually at a Western-style fast food restaurant. Afterwards, Ji Ning went to the bookstore and bought two collections of math exercises as an explanation when he returned home. After finishing these things and returning home, it was almost two o'clock.Ji Ning knows that both parents have the habit of taking a nap.In order not to disturb them, he gently opened the door with the key, put on his slippers quietly, and walked quietly to his room.

Ji Ning saw at a glance that Doudou was lying on the desk with her back facing him, drawing intently.He hasn't noticed that his cousin has returned. Ji Ning wanted to go over and call him, but suddenly stopped in his tracks. He remembered the red charm drawn on the mirror. He also remembered that when Doudou was having dinner that day, Doudou brought out a stack of paintings for everyone to see, but he kept a secret of the few paintings that he memorized below. Could it be that he was practicing drawing that spell?This thought came to Ji Ning's mind. He was going to make sure, and tiptoed to the desk.

As he was getting close to Doudou, he could see the content on the drawing paper immediately, Ji Ning stretched his neck unconsciously. At this moment, Doudou suddenly turned her head and looked at her cousin as if she felt something suddenly. Ji Ning was taken aback.And Doudou tore off the painting on the table, stuck it on her chest, and asked, "Cousin, when did you come back?" "I just came back." "Are you peeking at my painting?" Ji Ning didn't expect Doudou to ask so directly, he was stunned for a moment, and said awkwardly: "No." "Then why are you standing behind me quietly?"

"I...wanted to scare you and play tricks on you." Ji Ning forced a smile. Doudou looked at his cousin suspiciously for a few seconds, then looked down at the painting on his chest. "Did you see the picture I drew, cousin?" "No." Ji Ning simply asked. "But Doudou, why don't you let me see your paintings?" "I showed you the other day." "That's only part of it. Then my dad wanted to see another stack of paintings in your hand, but you didn't let him see it." Doudou lowered his head. "Those...are badly drawn."

"Really? What is the painting?" Ji Ning stared into Doudou's eyes. "It's nothing, it's just an ordinary painting." Doudou prevaricated, grabbed a few pieces of drawing paper on the table, pressed them to his chest, and ran away. Ji Ning really wanted to snatch it from him, so he held back. He stared at the palette on the table, looking at the red paint inside, and his heart tightened for a while.