Just now, Ding Fan had quietly opened his spiritual eyes, and the three fortunes above Hua Shuying's head emerged. The ancestral fortune was mediocre, the kind without foundation. The home fortune was pretty good, with wealth and peace. The most critical natal fortune was
, there are no weird shapes like snakes, which proves that she does not suffer from deep nightmares.
The so-called nightmare that she couldn't wake up from could be a lie, which made Ding Fan have to suspect that she had other purposes for coming to him.
"Sister, you have at least three layers of makeup, covering everything. How do you see it?" Ding Fan was puzzled.
In order to look her best, Hua Shuying spent more than two hours on makeup each time. Of course she didn't want to wash her face. After thinking about it, she stretched out her white hands and said, "Then let's read palmistry. I heard,
Palmistry will be more accurate. I just washed my hands."
"Okay, let's do palm reading."
Ding Fan took Hua Shuying's little hand and squeezed it a few times. This made her very sensitive, but he did not pull it back. He frowned slightly, then put on a smile and asked: "How do you feel?"
"Slippery as if there is nothing, soft as if there are no bones. This is a hand that grasps wealth. Needless to say, wealth."
Ding Fan actually wanted to say that what this hand can really grasp is a man. And it is the kind of hand that is particularly easy to grasp. Unfortunately, it can only be grasped for a moment, because smart men all know that this hand has grasped many
man.
"I only have this teahouse, and I can be considered a middle-class person at best. I can't afford to be hungry." Hua Shuying said.
"Sister, if you were middle-class, I would be a poor poor household." Ding Fan let go of his hand, asked her to spread her palms, lowered his head and looked at it carefully.
Hua Shuying did not disturb Ding Fan, pursed her lips and said nothing. Twenty minutes later, Ding Fan was still looking with his head down, and then he couldn't help but ask: "Ding Fan, what did you see?"
"There are too many variables in the future, and we still have to wait for verification, so let's talk about your past first!" Ding Fan said.
"All ears." Hua Shuying raised the corners of her mouth, outlining a charming smile.
"You were born in an ordinary family with indifferent relatives. You had an older brother, oh, he is no longer here. His death still has something to do with you..."
"What are you talking about?" Hua Shuying was immediately annoyed, her pretty face turned red instantly, but she couldn't hide the panic in her eyes.
"He died of drowning, and there are traces of drowning on your lifeline. It coincides with the time of your brother's death. This is not a coincidence." Ding Fan was convinced.
"No, his death has nothing to do with me!" Hua Shuying's beautiful eyebrows were raised, and her angry and frightened look would make many men who lacked concentration be caught temporarily.
"Okay, blame me for talking too much. That's it for today, no need to send it off." Ding Fan stood up and walked out. Hua Shuying paused, but quickly stepped forward to hold him.
"What?" Ding Fan asked with a frown.
"Ding Fan, actually, you are right, but this is the scar that I least want to uncover. Thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable. I'm sorry, brother." Hua Shuying's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked pitiful.
.
"The source of the nightmare has been found, so you have to face it bravely. I can't blame you entirely. After all, you were still a child at that time." Ding Fan pulled her hand away, still wanting to leave.
"Ding Fan, don't leave, can you stay? I'm sorry just now, I was too excited, please forgive me." Hua Shuying looked pitiful and begged.
Sighing, Ding Fan came back and sat down again, while Hua Shuying took out a lightly scented tissue and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Is it okay to smoke?" Hua Shuying asked.
"Your teahouse, whatever you want!"
Ding Fan shrugged. His current sisters all smoked, but as a man, he didn't have such bad habits.
Hua Shuying took out a box of exquisite ladies' cigarettes from under the table, tore it open in front of her face, slowly took out one, lit it, took a deep breath, and gently exhaled the diffuse smoke.
Red lips, red nails, blurred eyes, elegant posture, every movement is perfect, as if specially trained, it can really make many men think and be fascinated by it.
While Hua Shuying was smoking, she began to slowly tell the story of the unknown past. When she was eight years old, on a hot noon, she and her twelve-year-old brother went out to play, holding hands and running, and their laughter filled the fields.
They came to the pond, and Hua Shuying was attracted by the small fish on the water's edge, especially a few small fish that were emerging from the water and blowing bubbles, which looked very cute.
So she reached out to fish it out and accidentally slipped into the pond.
The brother who was picking wild flowers for her saw this scene and immediately panicked. He shouted to his sister and asked her to swim to the shore. But seeing his sister getting further and further away, the brother became anxious and there was no stick nearby.
, he jumped into the water desperately and pushed her to the shore with his weak arms.
When Hua Shuying climbed up dripping with water, and when he turned around, his brother had disappeared.
She shouted everywhere, but there was no one in the wilderness. She was worried about being beaten by her parents when she returned home, so she made a choice that made her blame herself for the rest of her life. She spread her clothes on the boulders to dry, then trotted home.
Said that my brother accidentally fell into the pond.
The adults hurriedly ran to the pond, and it didn't take long for the brother to be fished out, but he was no longer breathing, and his hands were still in a stiff lifting posture.
The pain of losing a child caused her parents to fall into silence for many years, and they ignored Hua Shuying. She vaguely realized that her parents had already noticed this through her brother's body, but they never revealed it.
"My good brother, he left and left me alone, how lonely I felt." Hua Shuying burst into tears, lit up a second cigarette, and asked slowly: "The situation at that time, even if I was about to
You can't save your brother's life by running home, right?"
"Um."
Ding Fan snorted, looking straight at Hua Shuying, unscrupulously, and seemingly not looking away at all.
"Ding Fan, this is my biggest secret. You won't tell this matter, right?" Hua Shuying raised her eyebrows, actually smiled, and blew out a long column of smoke towards Ding Fan. In an instant,
Covering a handsome face.
"Um!"
Ding Fan seemed to agree unintentionally, drooling from the corner of his mouth. If Bai Yifei, Cai Cai or Wu Yahuan saw this useless look, they would definitely get mad on the spot, curse and rush over to beat him.
"Then, do you still want to read faces?"
"Um!"
"Who are you?"
"Um!"
Ding Fan seemed to only be able to say this one word, but Hua Shuying was very satisfied with this performance. She put out her cigarette butt, took out her pink compact mobile phone, and snapped a photo of Ding Fan.
Then, Hua Shuying took out the mobile phone holder from under the table, turned on the video recording mode, fixed the mobile phone on the holder, and pointed it at Ding Fan, who was slumped and giggling on the bench.
"You look pretty good. My sister wants to do something interesting for you. You must record it."