Chapter 3463 (three thousand four hundred and sixty-three) blunt
He read what he had written from beginning to end and felt that the connection was stiff because of the high emotional ups and downs when writing. However, he also knew that this stiffness came from the heart, even though he did not like the stiffness of the connection. Things, but I think that what I think in my heart is very real. Even if it is displayed in some inexplicable form, I don't have to be too uncomfortable with it.
Wu Xunsheng thought: Will I leave it to her like this then?
After looking at the slightly monotonous piece of paper, he felt that although the sentiment was strong and sincere, it would be more suitable to write it on something else that was easier to preserve.
He immediately thought of a folding fan in his room with flowers on it, and decided to take it out and write down his thoughts on the folding fan, which would be better.
He remembered that he had put the fan in the cabinet very close to the door, and immediately went into the room to get it.
That fan was indeed something special. It had flowers painted in very light colors, but he never knew what flowers they were.
Not only had he never seen that kind of flower, but his men had also asked him what kind of flowers were painted on it when they saw him holding the fan before, and they also showed curiosity.
Although one of his subordinates asked, he never thought much about what kind of flower it was until one time, when Tie Hongyan went to his room, he saw the opened folding fan that he had put aside from a distance. She said the fan was beautiful and asked him what was painted on it.
At that time, the two had not held an alliance ceremony, and he had not gone to Jingxi Mountain. Of course, he could hear her voice at that time.
He brought the fan over to show Tie Hongyan and said to her, "I only know it's a flower, but I don't know what kind of flower it is. Do you know?"
Tie Hongyandu: "I don't know. I have never seen such a flower, nor have I seen it in books." "Do you think this flower is beautiful?" Wu Xunsheng asked.
"It's beautiful." Tie Hongyan said, "Do you think this flower doesn't exist in the world in the first place and was painted by someone's imagination?"
"I've thought about it too," Wu Xunsheng said. "I remember when I bought it, there were other people buying it, and there was a person next to me who said he liked fans with strange paintings on them. The paintings on every fan there They were all different, and I didn't pay attention to what was painted on the fan that the man was holding when he was talking. When my subordinate asked me what the painting was, I remembered what the man said and wondered if the flowers were also strange. This thing was not thought up by the fan painter.”
Tie Hongyan looked at the flowers on the fan again and felt that the style of painting was familiar, but he didn't think much about it.
She was busy doing other things that day and soon left Wu Xun Sheng's room.
After she left, Wu Xunsheng took the fan and looked at it again. He didn't know why he suddenly imagined how Tie Hongyan painted the flowers on the fan.
Because Tie Hongyan said that the fan was beautiful, and because he had thought about the appearance of Tie Hongyan's paintings, he felt that the fan was particularly special, so he specially put the fan into a box and put it away, never to see it again. Never used it.
On this day a long time later, Wu Xunsheng wanted to write what he had written on the paper onto the fan, and then gave the fan to Tie Hongyan. When he was looking for it in a room, he thought it would be easy to find it, but unexpectedly he didn't find it at all.
He frowned and thought: Didn't I put it in this cabinet at that time? No way! I remember it should be this cabinet.
(End of chapter)