Pei Huai also knew that what he made wasn't considered pretty, but it could be used.
But there was no other way. Time was tight, the task was heavy, and there was no one to teach him. He could only fumble around on his own.
Jiang Ran quickly thought of this and felt that she shouldn't have high expectations of Pei Huai. Then she smiled at Pei Huai.
"Thank you for your effort."
Jiang Ran thanked him sincerely, but Pei Huai said, "You don't have to thank me."
Jiang Ran was speechless.
She was seriously living her life, but he was acting out a novel with her?
Wasn't he being a little too petty?!
Jiang Ran's eyebrows twitched. Pei Huai, who was standing next to her, quickly realized that something was wrong with her mood. "What's wrong?"
Jiang Ran quickly shook her head. "Nothing, nothing."
What should she say?
There was really no way to say it.
Jiang Ran didn't think too much about it and turned to look at the snow.
While she was coaxing Pei Jing to sleep, the snow was getting heavier.
Jiang Ran squatted down to touch the snow on the ground and realized that it was already a few centimeters thick.
If it snowed like this for the whole night, how thick would the snow be the next morning?!
By then, forget about having a snowball fight, they could even make a snowman!
The more Jiang Ran thought about it, the happier she became. She even smiled.
Seeing the smile on Jiang Ran's face, Pei Huai also smiled.
The two of them stood and looked at it for a while. Pei Huai said, "Don't keep standing. Although it looks good, it's too cold outside at night. It's easy to get sick."
Jiang Ran was wearing thick clothes and even a thick cloak. She even held a hand warmer in her hands, so she wasn't cold at all.
But even if she wasn't cold, she couldn't keep standing outside.
Hence, when she heard Pei Huai's words, she nodded. "Okay, you should go back and rest early too."
The two of them returned to their respective rooms. Jiang Ran took off the cover on the hand warmer, and only then did he see the full picture of the hand warmer.
This hand warmer was double-layered. There was an inner layer inside which could be used to place charcoal. There was also an outer layer of carvings, which made the hand warmer more exquisite and beautiful.
Jiang Ran didn't know much about antiques.
But just by looking at the craftsmanship of the carving, as well as the sense of vicissitudes and age that the handwarmer exuded, one could tell that it was definitely an ancient object.
Perhaps it really was an antique.
After all, Pei Huai was the male lead. How could the male lead get something ordinary?
Jiang Ran stared at the hand warmer for a while before putting it down. He took off his coat and lay down to sleep.
Pei Jing was lying on the bed. His face was red from sleeping, and the bed was warm because of him.
Jiang Ran lay down, closed his eyes, and fell asleep not long after.
The next morning, as soon as Jiang Ran opened her eyes, she felt the person beside her move. She turned her head and saw Pei Jing smiling happily.
"Xiao Jing, it's so early in the morning. What are you smiling about?"