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Chapter 12 Just a Nail
Hearing Xiao Yun's question, Duan Qingxue looked at him in surprise and asked, "How did you know?"
Xiao Yun, fearing he might scare her, didn't dare to mention that he now had a pair of Bone Eyes. He calmly replied, "I could tell from the way you walk!"
This statement truly startled Duan Qingxue, who always pursued perfection. For a woman, having her walking posture identified as flawed, regardless of her beauty, would make her seem imperfect in others' eyes.
Duan Qingxue's face flushed slightly as she quietly asked, "Is my walking posture really unattractive?"
Xiao Yun said, "Not at all; others can't see it."
Duan Qingxue asked anxiously, "Then how did you notice?"
Xiao Yun smiled and said, "That's because my eyes are sharp, and I pay close attention to details, so I naturally understand some small nuances better than others!"
Duan Qingxue sighed in relief but then lamented, "Well, you're right. Three years ago, I indeed suffered a serious injury. I sought help from many renowned doctors both domestically and internationally but never found a cure. I endure this pain almost every day!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yun was secretly taken aback. Seeking treatment from renowned doctors is not something an ordinary person can do; at the very least, it requires significant financial resources. Who exactly is Duan Qingxue?
"Sister Qingxue, who else is in your family?" Xiao Yun asked casually.
To his surprise, Duan Qingxue's expression changed abruptly as she coldly replied, "Xiao Yun, please do not inquire about my family matters in the future."
Uh—Xiao Yun felt increasingly curious but decided not to say anything further and nodded.
Then Xiao Yun smiled and said, "How about this, Sister Qingxue? If you can trust me, I will help you heal your back injury."
"What? You can heal my back injury?" Duan Qingxue could hardly believe her ears.
She was seeking renowned doctors at home and abroad, most of whom were experts with a certain reputation in the world. If even they couldn't cure her, how could he help her heal this back injury?
Seeing her doubtful expression, Xiao Yun silently nodded.
Duan Qingxue still asked in disbelief, "How will you treat it?"
Xiao Yun replied, "With my painting."
"With your painting?"
"Yes, of course. But you also need to give me something of yours."
"What is it?"
"One of your fingernails!"
"My... my fingernail?"
Xiao Yun silently nodded.
Duan Qingxue looked at Xiao Yun as if he were a monster, sizing him up from head to toe. She even began to doubt whether this guy had a problem with his mind. Could her fingernail and his painting really cure her back pain?
Not to mention Duan Qingxue; if you were unaware of Xiao Yun's abilities, would you easily believe him?
"Please trust my abilities, okay?"
Xiao Yun first glanced at Duan Qingxue's delicate fingers, noticing the long, jade-like nail on her ring finger. Then he turned his gaze to her face, his eyes revealing a tenderness like water.
Even if Xiao Yun was joking or perhaps playing a prank, in that moment, Duan Qingxue was moved by his gaze.
She found it a bit strange that she had been so easily moved by this guy.
Xiao Yun really wanted to hear her thoughts at that moment, but he couldn't.
Duan Qingxue smiled at Xiao Yun and said, "I'll listen to you, let's give it a try!" She extended her right hand in front of him.
Xiao Yun took her jade-like hand, grasped her delicate wrist with his left hand, and gently spread her soft fingers apart with his right hand. Then, with a swift motion, he pinched off the inch-long nail on her ring finger.
Duan Qingxue couldn't help but let out a soft sound, her brows furrowing slightly. She felt a pang of heartache; the nail she had nurtured for nearly two years was plucked off like a flower by this guy.
Xiao Yun lit the baking stove and tossed the piece of nail into a small pot for baking. Once it dried, he ground it into powder and placed it on the inkstone, mixing it with cinnabar and grinding it for a while. When it seemed ready, he took out a four-foot brush, dipped it in the ink from the inkstone, and began to paint on Xuan Paper.
As he painted, his mouth slightly opened as if silently chanting something. His expression was serious, giving off a cold and distant feeling.
In no time, a section of lumbar vertebrae appeared vividly on the paper, its delicate and warm white seeming as if it had been taken from somewhere and placed on the paper.
After finishing, Xiao Yun set down his brush, clapped his hands, and smiled, "Sister Qingxue, please turn around; I need to replace the injured bone in your waist."
"Replace bone?" Duan Qingxue was startled upon hearing this.
Xiao Yun's voice was gentle as he reassured her, "Don't worry; I don't have any knives in my hands. No cutting is needed!"
Duan Qingxue obediently turned around, thinking to herself, "I want to see what trick he is playing!"
Xiao Yun picked up the painting from the table, held it carefully in his hands, and gently pressed it against Duan Qingxue's waist. Her slender waist was especially exquisite; even through her clothing, he could still feel its warm softness as if his hand were being drawn in.
He rubbed the painting back and forth against her waist. At that moment, Duan Qingxue felt a surge of warmth flowing through Xiao Yun's palm into her waist. An unprecedented sense of comfort filled her entire body. Her heart couldn't help but tremble slightly as she closed her eyes gently, allowing him to caress her waist.
"All done!" At some point, Xiao Yun appeared in front of her holding the Xuan Paper.
Duan Qingxue shyly glanced at him, and then was astonished to find that the section of her waist that had been depicted on the pristine paper was actually missing.
Duan Qingxue asked in surprise, "Where's the drawing?"
Xiao Yun replied with a smile, "It's already on your body!"
Ah... Duan Qingxue was stunned!
She slowly moved her waist, and to her amazement, the pain that had tormented her for over three years had miraculously disappeared.
"Hey, what's going on?" Duan Qingxue asked. "Where did you learn this incredible skill?" She recalled the faint rainbow light that had enveloped him when she first saw him under the Pavilion. Now she began to believe that he was definitely not an ordinary man.
Xiao Yun casually smiled and said, "This is a family secret technique!" He really couldn't tell her that it was passed down to him by Wu Daozi, the Painting Saint of the Tang Dynasty.
Given his vague response, Duan Qingxue didn't delve deeper. Excitedly, she said, "Xiao Yun, since you have this amazing skill, why bother painting portraits for others? I think you should just rent a storefront and open a bone painting clinic!"
Xiao Yun replied, "That's a brilliant idea; we can talk about it later." He felt there was nothing wrong with painting portraits for others. Besides, he had a grand plan in mind that he needed to implement while painting portraits...
"Then..." Duan Qingxue said, "How much do you want for helping me heal my waist injury?"
Xiao Yun said, "Sister Qingxue, do we really need to talk about money between us?" His words were very casual, but to Duan Qingxue, it felt as if there was almost no distance between them. What did this mean?
Duan Qingxue's face turned red again as she wondered if this guy had some ulterior motives.
"Sister Qingxue, it's already noon. Let's go out; I want to treat you to lunch!" Xiao Yun said with an innocent demeanor.
Duan Qingxue replied, "Sure!" She then closed the flower shop door. To outsiders, the two looked like a couple as they walked out side by side.
Once outside, Duan Qingxue noticed that he was still carrying his art supplies and other items. She smiled lightly and said, "What’s this? Are you bringing all these things along for lunch?"
Xiao Yun smiled and said, "I'm used to it. When I was farming in the countryside, I always carried my sketchpad with me. It felt like I had lost something if I didn't have it!"
Duan Qingxue looked at him strangely, not expecting that he had been a farmer in the countryside.
Farming wasn't the issue; it was where he had acquired his strange skills that puzzled her. Xiao Yun became a mystery in her mind.
Not far away, there was a hotel called Love Pavilion, known for its good food and authentic flavors. Xiao Yun had observed it for a long time as he passed by on his way from the park to the overpass. He noticed that many young diners frequented the place.
As soon as Xiao Yun brought Duan Qingxue to the entrance of Love Pavilion, she paused and asked, "Why are we eating here?"
The Love Fate Pavilion Hotel was originally designed for couples, with a trendy name and uniquely themed private rooms. Each room was equipped with small suites specifically for couples to enjoy themselves.
The customers who came here were mostly young couples, spouses, and secret lovers.
Xiao Yun chuckled and replied, "It's close to the flower shop, and the food is well-prepared. Why can't we come here?"
"Hmph, you better not have any ulterior motives!" Duan Qingxue's face flushed slightly. Hearing his words, she could only lower her head and follow him into the hotel.
At that moment, hidden in the shadows, a Bald Fat Man stepped out and pulled out his phone. "Sister Liu, I've found out everything. That guy is named Xiao Yun; he came from the countryside and makes a living drawing portraits at Mirror Lake Park. Now he's entered Love Pavilion with that Flower Girl from Fragrant Flower Shop."
On the other end of the line, Sister Liu said, "Got it. Good job. Stay there and don't leave; I'll send a car over shortly..."
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to them, another group of people was watching Xiao Yun and Duan Qingxue closely from the shadows... The Pinnacle of Elegance has been updated.
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