Chapter 422
Chapter 422: Chapter 59: There Are Always Some Things That Can Transcend Time and Space_3 Chapter 422: Chapter 59: There Are Always Some Things That Can Transcend Time and Space_3 “Hey, Mr.
Lin~”
A delicate, coquettish voice called from behind.
Lin Xian instinctively gripped the red wax chunk, then turned his head.
He saw…
The comer was a very beautiful woman with a tall figure, an off-the-shoulder red evening gown that perfectly showcased her graceful collarbone and pale neck.
It was a rather bold dress, just as bold as its color: fiery red, passionate, intense.
The slit at the thigh was subtly revealing, complementing the woman’s exquisite curves.
“Hello,” Lin Xian said softly.
“I apologize, Mr.
Lin Xian, I’ve been watching you for a while.” The woman blinked, her eyelashes sparkling:
“May I ask for the pleasure of…
a dance with you?”
The woman extended her hand, trying to lift Lin Xian’s fist from the table.
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Thud!
“Sorry.”
A streak of blue silhouette fragranced with perfume arrived, with sharp high-heeled shoes stepping in between the two first.
Immediately, she spun around, and Zhao Yingjun, in a blue gown, flung the hem and looked at the woman with a slight smile:
“We have something to discuss.”
The woman showed a surprised micro-expression and then turned away.
Zhao Yingjun pulled out the chair next to Lin Xian and sat down directly:
“Did I interrupt your enjoyment?”
“Not at all, not at all.”
Lin Xian shook his head:
“I wasn’t planning to dance anyway.”
“But by the look of it…” Zhao Yingjun looked into his eyes:
“It seems you’re not very good at refusing others; that’s not a good habit.”
“Indeed.”
Lin Xian nodded and chuckled:
“People often said that to me during my school days, my childhood friend Gao Yang, the one who ran around with a lobster shell at last year’s MX Company celebration…
he often told me I was too nice for my own good, with soft ears, always agreeing to anything if persuaded long enough.”
“A kind heart is always like that.”
Zhao Yingjun whispered softly:
“Sometimes gentleness is also a knife.”
She chuckled, crossed her legs, and the waterdrop-shaped earrings on her cheeks swayed, reflecting the dance floor’s colorful lights in Lin Xian’s pupils, twinkling like stars:
“The moment I turned away, you disappeared, and when I found you again, you were frowning and looking distressed here.
Is something bothering you?”
Lin Xian stared at those swaying blue earrings, looking at this flawless woman from head to toe.
At this moment…
the figure of Mirror seemed strangely overlaid with Zhao Yingjun.
Even though she didn’t resemble Zhao Yingjun, with very different features and face shape, yet…
at this moment, under the dim lighting and shifting spotlight of the dance floor, they blurred into the same light and shadow:
“Someone gave me a riddle to guess.”
Lin Xian tapped the tabletop with his fingertip:
“I’ve thought about it for a long time, but I can’t figure out the answer.”
“Oh?”
Zhao Yingjun showed interest:
“Is it that difficult a puzzle?”
She shifted her posture, sitting up straight:
“What is it?”
“It goes like this.” Lin Xian turned to face Zhao Yingjun:
“Someone told me that when I’m free, I should look in the mirror more often, as the mirror holds the answer I seek…
What do you think that means?”
Zhao Yingjun was momentarily taken aback, never expecting such a puzzle.
She thought for a while and then shook her head:
“This question is too out of the blue; I don’t quite understand it.
I think the answer to this puzzle probably varies from person to person.
Such subjective riddles…
usually have a lot to do with the questioner’s personality, thoughts, and mindset.”
“What if…
it was you?”
Lin Xian looked up at Zhao Yingjun:
“If you were the one who asked me this Mirror Puzzle, what do you think the ultimate answer could be?”
…
…
Zhao Yingjun pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled:
“If it were me…”
She paused, speaking quietly:
“Then I’d think perhaps the answer really is hidden in the mirror, and you probably should ‘take a look’ in the mirror more often.”
Lin Xian laughed out loud,
“Why is it such a simple answer?
I’m truly surprised.”
“I didn’t overthink it.”
Zhao Yingjun replied:
“I just feel that if those words really came from me, then they probably mean exactly what they say, without any deeper significance.
After all…”
The music in the ballroom stretched languidly, coming to an end with the violins’ final strokes, as the dancers stopped their movements, the lights brightened, and Zhao Yingjun’s blue earrings sparkled with crystal blue flashes:
“After all…”
She smiled:
“I wouldn’t deceive you, would I?”
…
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
The water rushed furiously from the restroom faucet.
Lin Xian cupped some water in his hands, splashed it on his face, scrubbed it a few times, pulled a few paper towels to dry his face before exiting the restroom.
He raised his head.
He was facing the huge mirror that filled the wall above the washstand.
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The Lin Xian in the mirror did the same, wiping the water droplets on his cheeks and chin, adjusting the fringe that got tousled while washing his face.
“Lin Xian.”
In his Bluetooth earpiece, the long-silent VV spoke:
“You were right, meeting face-to-face is indeed a different feeling.
Today is my first time seeing Zhao Yingjun in person, but actually, I have already seen a lot of her photos and videos online and through surveillance, yet the feeling is completely different from actually meeting in person.”
“How so?”
Lin Xian was somewhat surprised:
“Did you remember something?”
“No.”
VV’s voice was deep:
“But…
didn’t you say I don’t understand emotions, don’t understand human inner feelings?
However, after observing Zhao Yingjun for such a long time today, especially when she talked to you, looking at you, I really could feel a feeling I’ve never experienced before.”
“What is it?”
“‘Loneliness.’”