Chapter 88: Unforgettable Faces (3)
"you--"
As soon as the words came to his lips, Guisha swallowed them back. He didn't know why, but facing Yin Yin at this moment, he couldn't say anything. Even if he knew the reason, he couldn't even comfort her.
"Have you ever had someone you liked?"
Guisha was stunned by Yinyin's sudden question. He didn't understand what she meant, so he didn't know how to answer.
"…Have you asked him?"
"Um."
After hesitating for a moment, Guisha also asked a question. Although he didn't say it explicitly, Yinyin knew very well who Guisha was referring to, so she answered without any hesitation.
"And what did he say?"
"He said no, but I don't know if it's true."
"There's no need for him to lie."
"Well, so I guess it should be true, but there must be at least one person who loves him deeply, right?"
For some reason, Yin Yin had this premonition that Feng Qinghan was just like his name, a wind-like existence, his emotions seemed rich yet extremely cold, and the answer he gave her was like ice, which added up to exactly his name.
"What kind of person is he in your opinion?"
"Very gentle and considerate, but also seems to be very glib."
"Is that all?"
"Um?"
"Never mind. It's nothing."
Although it was the first time that Guisha heard such an evaluation, he did not find Yinyin's answer strange. Perhaps it was not wrong to come to this answer based on Yinyin's words, and it was indeed true for Feng Qinghan that Yinyin had known so far. If he had not known Feng Qinghan for many years, Guisha would have come to the same evaluation as Yinyin.
"Have you and Han known each other for a long time?"
"How long? It should be almost ten years."
"So you should know him well, right?"
"I can't say I understand you. We haven't spent much time together, but at least more than you."
"You two are friends, right?"
"It's not wrong to say that we are friends."
"Huh? Why do you say that?"
Yinyin just suddenly wanted to know something about Feng Qinghan from others, but she didn't expect that the answer given by Guisha surprised her.
“People you know may not necessarily be your friends, they may also be your enemies.”
Yinyin was confused. Should she be confused by the answer given by Guisha, or was there another hidden meaning in what Guisha said? In Yinyin's mind, Guisha should have a close relationship with Feng Qinghan, but Guisha's words made her feel that this was not the case at all.
"Don't worry, even if he is an enemy, he will never hurt you."
As if seeing through Yin Yin's thoughts, Guisha added another sentence. As for the meaning of his words, Yin Yin would not understand it now.
Originally, she wanted to ask other questions about Feng Qinghan, but Yin Yin thought it was unnecessary. Besides, she might not get the answer she wanted even if she asked . Some things still had to be verified by herself.
Silence follows silence.
Guisha is a man of few words, while Yinyin is immersed in her own world, thinking about something. Of course, two people like this can only remain silent. Until Feng Qinghan comes back, there is no topic between Guisha and Yinyin.
A few days later.
A grand ceremony of comforting the dead began. On that day, the Qingfeng Palace was covered with white curtains everywhere. According to their status, some wore white mourning clothes, while some women only wore white head flowers, and men wore white headbands and white belts around their waists . Dharma protectors such as Canyun and Canfeng only wore white belts around their waists. As the master, Feng Qinghan wore white clothes as always, without changing anything. Yinyin also wore white clothes, not mourning clothes. After all, Yinyin had nothing to do with the Qingfeng Palace. Wearing mourning clothes would only cause gossip. Even if she really wore them, Feng Qinghan probably wouldn't agree...
"When the lights are on at night, there will be a lot of people at the port. Do you really want to go?"
"Um."
Yinyin's room, no, to be precise, it should be Feng Qinghan's room. Yinyin has been living in this room since she was sent here. No one said or told Yinyin that this was Feng Qinghan's room. Feng Qinghan had already moved to another room, so Yinyin, who had no idea, just lived there.
"You can choose not to go. You can see it here anyway."
Yin Yin shook her head and said: "I just mourned for them from a place closer to them."
"Uh, I understand. Feng Xing, go tell Can Yun to prepare a memorial ship. Tell me once it's ready."
"yes!"
The man named Feng Xing standing on the side clasped his fists and left. He was the person sent to Feng Qinghan to replace Feng Yan. He was about the same age as Feng Yan, but looked different. His face had no expression, just like Feng Yan.
"This is?"
"Wouldn't it be better to go to the place where they met their end?"
"cold--"
Yin Yin was deeply moved by Feng Qinghan's actions. Of course, she hoped to mourn at the places where those who sacrificed their lives because of her died, but perhaps because of psychological reasons, she did not bring it up. Feng Qinghan saw through this and took action, so Yin Yin was of course moved.
"If you want to thank me, I don't mind if you show it with your actions."
Feng Qinghan seized the opportunity, with a wicked smile on his lips. Yinyin said nothing, without rejection or hesitation, and walked forward to Feng Qinghan's side, holding Feng Qinghan's hands with both hands: "Thank you——"
Yin Yin's performance more or less exceeded Feng Qinghan's expectations. He also thought that he would be happier if it was a kiss. However, seeing Yin Yin like this and such actions, Feng Qinghan also felt warm in his heart, and the expression in his eyes became a lot gentler.
"fool!"
After whispering two words, Feng Qinghan used the hand that was held by Yin Yin to hold her hand. After all, he was a man, so Feng Qinghan 's hand easily wrapped up Yin Yin's hand.
