A Dream of Transmigration - Chapter 48
After saying that, she made what she considered a "brilliant" smile.
He looked at her quietly, his face remaining expressionless. The only thing that revealed his feelings was his eyes. While others' expressions were written on their faces, his were written in his half-closed eyes.
Those icy eyes now held only confusion and questions.
Lin Feifei was extremely sad.
It turns out that he always seemed so aloof, not because he was unfriendly, but because he simply never smiled.
Her bright smile slowly faded. How could she help him? She thought carefully for a moment, then suddenly slammed her hand on the table: "I've got it! Senior brother, I'll tell you a joke."
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Failure! Failure!
Lin Feifei returned to her room dejectedly and lay down on the bed.
Those were classic jokes she had searched for ages, and the people she told them were laughing hysterically, but he remained completely indifferent, as if he hadn't heard a thing.
Amnesia is understandable; it must be due to some kind of head injury causing a period of memory loss. But forgetting even how to laugh is harder to explain. Could it be... a neurological problem as well?
After analyzing the superficial aspects of modern medical theory for a long time, the result is that if one continues to analyze, one's own brain will soon develop problems.
"How could this happen?" She shook her head, frowning as she muttered, "What exactly happened before..."
Who caused him to be like this?
A chill ran through her, and for some reason, she thought of that orchid, so beautiful and elegant...
Never mind, at least he didn't forget the important thing. I'll go back to Maoshan after the Mid-Autumn Festival to find a solution from my master. There's no use in being anxious. Alas, poor Miaoqing. I wonder if she'll be heartbroken if she knows that her senior brother has completely forgotten about her.
She patted her forehead, trying to forget that unpleasant, indifferent face, but for some reason, a green shadow and that radiant smile, as bright as spring flowers, reappeared before her eyes...
How well did he paint that fan?
"Don't forget... those who gave up much money for a single penny." Was he telling the truth or not?
Why do I keep thinking about that pervert?
Lin Feifei stopped herself in frustration. At this point, she should be thinking more about going to the Zhan family tomorrow.
"So annoying, so annoying! You're hopeless!" she muttered with a bitter face. "You hate those philandering men, you should be thinking about that fan..."
"Yeah."
A lazy voice rang out.
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A white figure stood quietly by the window.
“Strange,” said the half-closed, icy eyes, filled with utter bewilderment, “why have I never thought of this before?”
He watched the crowds coming and going downstairs.
As night falls, lights come on in every house, illuminating the entire street.
On the street, two people who seemed to know each other paused briefly and exchanged knowing smiles; across the street in a teahouse, two merchants, seemingly having finalized a deal, stood up and laughed heartily; not far away, several women leaned against the rooftop, their seductive smiles enticing passersby; several children played together, their clear laughter ringing out…
"I thought I was laughing too."
Long, slender fingers caressed her perfect face.
Calm, cold, without a single muscle tremor, he could still sense that there was absolutely no expression on that face.
My fingers trembled.
Why can't I laugh?
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Lin Feifei suddenly jumped out of bed, staring at the handsome figure for a long time before she realized that Cao Cao's arrival was too coincidental. Why did he have to come when she was saying these words?
Thinking about what she had just said, her face turned slightly red.
"Hey," the key is to strike first, "What kind of job do you have, constantly sneaking into other people's rooms through the window without a word!"
"I think I just heard that someone has offended the 'Great Man'?"
"What do you think?" Lin Feifei glanced at him and pouted. "Those womanizers who are always chasing girls and are irresponsible, don't they care about affecting other people's visual experience if they stand in front of you?"
Picking up girls? Interesting!
“Is that so?” he sighed. “I wonder if this thing might also affect someone’s…visual perception?”
As soon as he finished speaking, with a "snap," a folding fan unfolded, revealing a beautiful ink painting of orchids on its pristine white surface.
Lin Feifei was stunned.
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A cluster of orchids, painted entirely with light ink, devoid of soil, wood, or other vegetation. The entire painting is simple and sparse, elegant and serene, yet the brushstrokes are exquisitely vigorous, vividly conveying the orchids' refined and unconventional elegance.
And he happened to be dressed in white today, his pure white robes contrasting with the pure white fan. His handsome face, with its long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, complemented the orchid painting. The painting was as poetic as the man himself…
Good heavens!
The folding fan slowly closed, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked at the petrified person with a half-smile: "Could it be that this painting doesn't meet someone's standards? Wait until I get back..."