Xie Jue didn't follow Lan Ningzhen's nonsensical chatter. He never had the privilege to act recklessly—not as a child, nor as an adult. Lan Ningzhen, however, didn't push him either. Amid the icy heavens and snowy earth, he stood with his hands behind his back, leisurely watching Xie Jue clumsily learn to skate. Xie Jue fell countless times on the icy surface. The thick winter clothes prevented pain, but every fall was followed by Lan Ningzhen's laughter, delighting in his moments of embarrassment.
Xie Jue kept a cold expression, secretly vowing that he would master ice skating.
Just as Lan Ningzhen skated gracefully across the ice like flowing clouds and moving water. Lan Ningzhen was a good mentor, giving him guidance from behind on how to exert force and maintain balance.
"Don't be afraid. Be bolder when you glide forward."
"Put your right foot forward first. It's fine if you fall… Oh no, you've fallen again. Does it hurt?"
