Song QingHan shook his head and explained, "if you're bored in it, I'll just come out and have a good breath. I'll wait for you to come back."
Hearing this, Lin Dafu's heart moved, and a touch of joy flashed over his eyes. He asked, "have you recovered your memory?"
Seeing him excited as if to come up, song QingHan quickly denied: "no, I don't, just say it casually."
Lin Dafu suddenly calmed down when he saw the resistance of his eyes.
Song QingHan saw his ugly face and walked in. He knew that he had hurt him just now. He was worried that he would not save Wu Dahu in his anger. He ran after him and carefully observed his expression.
Until he sat down at the table, Lin Dafu didn't seem to recover completely. He didn't even give the dishes to song QingHan.
Song QingHan took the initiative to choose several dishes and put them all into Lin Dafu's bowl.
Lin Dafu was stunned when he was eating. He looked up at Song QingHan and asked, "why do you know I like these dishes?"
Song QingHan smiles and says: "I have observed these meals carefully. You taste salty and like meat. These dishes just go with these two conditions."
After listening to his words, Lin Dafu's expression on his face is unpredictable, I don't know what he is thinking.
"I think it's possible for you to recover your memory."
He came up with such a sentence coldly, which made song QingHan's hand slip and eat empty.
Seeing his eyes burning at himself, song QingHan laughed a few times, I don't know whether to echo or refute.
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So he can't make a choice. He simply buries his head and grabs a meal, pretending not to hear Lin Dafu's words.
Fortunately, Lin Dafu did not force him to make a response. He raised his hand again and quietly brought vegetables to song QingHan.
After dinner, Lin Dafu did not take him for a walk, but took him into his study.
Song QingHan looked around and sighed: "there are so many books in your family. It's the first time that I've seen so many books since then..."
after a pause, he realized that he had missed his words and quickly changed the topic and said, "what are you going to do?"
However, Lin Dafu has sensitively caught his slip of words and frowned and asked, "after coming here? Where are you coming from? "
Song QingHan quickly explained: "this is here, Lin Fu, I came to your home or the first time to see books, ha ha."
Although this explanation is also correct, Lin Dafu thinks his words have other meanings.
Just looking at Song QingHan's appearance, he won't tell him the truth for the time being, so he had to follow song QingHan's words: "I'm going to help you draw a picture."
Song QingHan nodded happily and said, "OK, OK, what can I do for you? How about standing here? The light is good here. "
Seeing that he had suddenly become so positive, Lin Dafu was more sure that there was something wrong in his words. He kept the matter in his mind and nodded: "OK, that's it. I'll bring a bench here."
Seeing Lin Dafu turn to move the bench, song QingHan suddenly breathes a sigh of relief and pats his chest. It seems that he is still shocked.
Because both of them had something in mind, neither of them took the initiative to speak. In the quiet study, only the rustling sound of paintbrush falling on rice paper was left.
Just as song QingHan was drowsy, Lin Dafu finally said, "OK."
Song QingHan quickly stood up, moved his shoulders and neck, and slowly walked to the desk.
When he saw the man who was laughing wantonly on the rice paper, he was stunned and asked, "didn't you draw according to my manner just now?"
Lin Dafu's eyes have been on the man in the painting. A touch of softness flashed through his eyes and whispered, "this is what you look like in my memory. It's like this when you are painted."
Song QingHan looks at the people in the painting silently, and seems to be able to see the joy and love in the eyes of the people in the painting.
The original body used to look at Lin Dafu and smile like this. It's a pity that such a smile will never appear again. At least it will not appear in front of Lin Dafu.
Lin Dafu realized that the atmosphere suddenly became sad and said with a smile, "you are tired after sitting for so long. I'll take you back to your room and have a rest."
Song QingHan gave a "um" sound. When he was about to arrive at the room, he suddenly asked, "if I could never recover my memory, what should I do?"
He is not a fool. Now it can be seen that the reason why Lin Dafu proposed such a condition is that he wants to try again to see if he can "restore" his memory by restoring the past situation.
For Lin Dafu's indomitable spirit, although he does not like it as a party, but objectively speaking, it is indeed a song and tear.
Lin Dafu was stunned when he heard this question. After a long silence, he said: "if you have been unable to restore your memory and you are good with Wu Dahu, I should leave."
Song QingHan was also stunned and asked, "didn't you always look like I didn't give up before?"Hearing his words, Lin Dafu suddenly smile, but the smile, how to see how bitter.
"Now that you have a new life and you are happy, what can I do with you? As it is now, even if your people are by my side, they are just a soulless puppet. "
Song QingHan looked at his bleak back and sighed softly.
It turned out that he was also a sensible man, but he would not let go until the last moment.
A good night's dream, when song QingHan didn't see Lin Dafu the next morning, it was a little strange.
Is he a man who sticks to it for one day?
When he opened the door, he almost thought he had crossed again.
Red lanterns were hung under the eaves, red ribbons were tied to the pillars, and all the scenes in the yard were decorated with red ornaments. I didn't know that it was spring festival.
Lin Dafu seems to have just finished his work. He walked quickly from the corner and said, "are you hungry? I'm too busy to remember the time. Let's go to dinner
Song QingHan nodded and observed the environment in the yard as he walked. He could not help but asked, "what are you going to do?"
Lin Dafu vaguely said, "let's talk after dinner."
Seeing his attitude, song QingHan subconsciously felt that this matter had something to do with him. I'm afraid it was not an easy thing to accept. Otherwise, he would not tell himself until after dinner.
He thought about something related to red, and when he was about to take his seat, he suddenly exclaimed, "are you going to get married?"
Lin Dafu stopped, seeing that he had guessed it out, he had to truthfully explain: "yes, I always owe you a grand wedding banquet, so I want to take this opportunity to fulfill my wish."
Song QingHan waved his hand and resisted: "but I'm married. What can I do if the tiger knows it?"
Although we already know the fact that song QingHan is now in love with Wu Dahu, Lin Dafu still feels a little bored when he hears that he is a "big tiger" on the left and a "big tiger" on the right.
He adjusted his mood and calmly explained: "don't worry, when the decoration is finished, I will let all the servants leave. There are only two of us in the yard, and no third person will know."
Hearing Lin Dafu say so, song QingHan hesitated for a moment and confirmed, "really, there won't be a third person to know?"
Lin Dafu said helplessly: "then you can walk around the yard and see if there is a third person present."
People in the eaves, had to bow his head, song QingHan saw that he was so "sincere", had to promise: "OK, but there is no bridal chamber night or anything."
Lin Dafu patiently said: "don't worry, it's just a walk in the street. It's over after drinking the Jiaobei wine."
Song QingHan nodded with satisfaction and ate hard.
Although he has not experienced the ancient wedding, but as far as he knows, it is more energy-consuming, while he can still eat now, quickly save energy.
After breakfast, Lin Dafu took song QingHan for a walk in the yard. When he was sent back, he took the prepared red wedding dress to him.
Seeing song QingHan looking at the wedding dress curiously, Lin Dafu confessed: "because of being seen by others, your face is not good, so you should handle your make-up and hair by yourself, try to make it neat."
Song QingHan nodded obediently and looked at the whole row of rouge, gouache and other tools in front of the bronze mirror, and his eyes were vaguely excited.
Lin Dafu saw that after he agreed, there was no resistance. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to prepare for the wedding banquet.
After Lin Dafu left, song QingHan closed the door and sat down in front of the bronze mirror. He looked at his face carefully. Suddenly, he felt that there was nothing good for him.
Although he didn't like his appearance, he also had to admit that it was not too much to describe it as "Lotus comes out of water".
However, Lin Dafu has told us to "make it neat". As a responsible trading partner, he still has to take this matter seriously.
He picked up all kinds of tools on the table and tried to pounce on his face.
The first time he used these things, he almost scared himself to death.
Is he the one with pale face and red lips?!
He anxiously looked around the room and found that there was no water in the basin. He had no choice but to open the door without tears. Seeing Lin Dafu's figure not far away, he quickly called out, "Lin Dafu! Help
Lin Dafu suddenly heard his cry for help. He thought something was wrong. He was scared to throw away the things in his hands. He appeared in front of song QingHan.
When he saw song QingHan's face, he could not help but startled, and his legs stepped back unconsciously.
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