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Chapter 103: I will only appear at your night! 16
"Uh, oh...it's nothing. What do you want me to see?" She was staring at a man in a daze. Ming Xiaochen, do you still know what shyness is? Ming Xiaochen was already wandering around because of his call.
The soul outside the sky was called back, his face turned red, and his bright eyes began to twinkle.
"Look at this piece of rice paper." Han Junrong saw that her face was like two red clouds flying up, and it looked extremely moving under the reflection of the light. His mind couldn't help but waver, but he quickly put his thoughts aside.
Pressing it down, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and spread it flat on the table for her to read.
She thought he was showing something, but she didn't expect it was just a piece of rice paper. She looked down with confusion and saw two lines written on it: It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will die.
When the silk is gone, the wax torch turns to ashes and the tears begin to dry.
"This is a poem by Li Shangyin, what's wrong?" This is a very touching poem. What is the purpose of letting her read this? Ming Xiaochen's face turned redder.
"Don't you think this handwriting is very familiar?" Han Junrong's eagle-like eyes captured her expression tightly, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Wasn't this written by her? Why didn't she react at all?
No, it was like seeing a calligraphy and painting that I had never seen before. It was motionless.
"Familiar? No, I've never seen it before. How could it feel familiar?" Ming Xiaochen shook his head. This handwriting looked very delicate. It should have been written by a woman, but to be honest, the handwriting was better than hers.
She felt so much better that she couldn't help but feel shy, and it was almost impossible to show her handwriting to anyone.
"Ming Xiaochen, are you really Ming Xiaochen?" Isn't it weird to say that he has never seen any handwriting written by him? Han Junrong's face suddenly turned cold.
"I..." What did he know? Ming Xiaochen suddenly became nervous. Did he already know that she was not Ming Xiaochen?
"Huh? This is a calligraphy you made in the Ming family before, and you actually said you have never seen it before. Ming Xiaochen, should you explain it?" He had already sent someone to investigate, and she was indeed Ming Xiaochen.
But how could the handwriting of the same person be so different? And the calligraphy and painting he asked to find were indeed from her hand.
"This is...I..." A look of panic flashed across her face, why had she never thought about this problem? Oh my god, she was so careless. Ming Xiaochen was a little at a loss.
, faced with his somewhat aggressive tone, she didn't know whether she should tell him the truth.
