Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 3474 (Three Thousand Four Hundred and Seventy-Four)

Tie Hongyan couldn't figure out why, so he wrote to ask Wu Xunsheng if anyone he considered suspicious had entered his room.

Although she also felt that an unreliable person would not have much chance of entering his room, she still wanted to ask.

Wu Xunsheng looked at it and said, "No, those of my men who have entered my room are all very reliable people. They would never touch my things casually. I always trust them. Others... anyone who can enter is also reliable. Besides, even if someone wanted to touch my things, why didn't they touch other things, but the pendant and the fan? It's unlikely that someone else touched it. I don't think it's possible."

Tie Hongyan wrote some words, intending to make him recall carefully again whether he had actually moved it himself.

Wu Xunsheng said: "I have absolutely no impression of it being moved. If it had been moved, I shouldn't have no impression at all."

Tie Hongyan suddenly thought: Could it be that he had done something before, but he couldn't know it? If that was the case, could it be because he was affected by the sobering tank? Wouldn't such a situation be dangerous? No... It won't be like that... I must not let my imagination run wild... I must not let my imagination run wild... There will be a miracle...

Although she comforted herself in this way, she felt much heavier in her heart than before. She still couldn't let Wu Xunsheng see how heavy she was, so she wrote to express that maybe she would understand what was going on after a while.

Wu Xunsheng said: "There is no other way. This is the only way I can do. I feel that even if I investigate this matter, I can't do anything about it."

He also decided not to talk about this matter anymore and said, "I will quickly write those contents on this fan."

Tie Hongyan nodded. So he sat down at the table and began to write seriously. He wrote each word carefully, stroke by stroke, obviously wanting to be perfect. As he wrote, the reasons behind the twenty-eight words he had written on the paper surged in his mind again and again, making him write more slowly, as if every stroke told what he couldn't tell her at this time, and every stroke contained his deep feelings for her. He wrote like this, as if he was determined to make these words transcend life and death and travel through several lifetimes.

Tie Hongyan had seen him write other things before, and most of the time she saw him write in a few strokes. Occasionally he would write a little slower, but never to this extent.

This was the first time she had seen him write like this, and at this moment her mind was filled with a thousand thoughts.

Seeing his focused expression under the candlelight, she deliberately made her breathing quieter. Although she knew he couldn't hear anything, she felt it was inappropriate to disturb the tranquility of the inner room at this moment even with the sound of her breathing.

He wrote silently, and she watched quietly, as if this moment was a lifetime, three lifetimes, and the end of time...

After some of the words appeared on the fan, Tie Hongyan felt that the words he wrote made the fan, which originally had light-colored flowers, even more beautiful.

When he finished writing, Wu Xunsheng sighed, but he immediately realized that he must not let Tie Hongyan feel that he was sighing, so he took a deep breath and exhaled with a smile.

His breathing seemed to break the tranquility in the heart, but it made Tie Hongyan, who saw his smiling profile, suddenly feel more vitality.

(End of this chapter)