CH 42

Ever since reading that letter, Yin Rui had been worrying nonstop. Portrait, what portrait? As the evening approached, he placed the letter he already wrote early beforehand and lay in bed waiting, eager to get Fan’s reply.

[Fan, what portrait? Fan, tell me please. Fan, I was wrong, I won’t be like that again in the future, Fan…] Bai Fan felt Yin Rui’s desperation while reading the letter, he didn’t expect Yin Rui’s reaction to be so major, he also realized that the official documents on the table had already been sorted out, and now he felt like he was too narrow-minded. 

[The portrait will be given to you as soon as possible.]

After writing this letter, Bai Fan began to practice even harder, he not only drew during the day, but also practiced on rice paper with a charcoal at night whenever he had the time. But he would definitely burn all the drawings before dawn arrived. If he left a defective portrait and made Yin Rui mistakenly believe that he looks like that, it would be his biggest regret.

With such efforts, Bai Fan’s painting skills improved by leaps and bounds, and the person he drew became more and more similar to himself. In the end, even Bai Fan couldn’t find anything wrong in the portraits. But Bai Fan’s practice was not over yet, because he copied his own photos while painting. However, there wouldn’t be any photos in Yin Rui’s place, so he had to completely memorize the painting. Thus, Bai Fan started to face the mirror all day again, since he wanted to remember his own appearance.

The result of looking in the mirror for an hour and drawing for another hour every day is that Bai Fan has finally reached the highest level of narcissism, he was able to dream of himself smiling and laughing during his sleep.

At the same time, he was now able to paint his own portrait without the help of any reference.

Bai Fan stood in front of the easel in satisfaction, and sighed. 

What a masterpiece. 

All of a sudden, Bai Fan felt that his painting needed to be changed. Everyone in Yin Rui’s place had long hair. Wouldn’t it be weird for him to show a portrait with short hair? After all, this would be their first “meeting”. To have a perfect first impression, Bai Fan didn’t want to leave any regrets.

Bai Fan looked at the portrait, raised his hand and began to change the hair, and finally changed it to a common hairstyle in Yin Rui’s place, of course, it was long and fluttery.

Looking at this painting, Bai Fan immediately felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment in his heart, it’s time to share it with someone.

As the only living person in the house, Gongyi Jun was called in just like that.

“Look, what do you think?”

Gongyi Jun looked at the man in ancient attire on the easel, and murmured “narcissist”, but couldn’t help taking another look at it, and then compared it with Bai Fan’s current appearance, ancient attire really was suitable for him.

Bai Fan took a look at his watch. It was only five o’clock. Although it was still early, he couldn’t wait to show his finished work to Yin Rui, so Bai Fan waved Gongyi Jun to leave since he planned on resting in his own room.

Gongyi Jun watched Bai Fan leave the studio. He wanted to leave at first, but couldn’t move a step after seeing the painting, and took out his mobile phone to take a picture. Gongyi Jun was taken aback by his own behavior. He smacked his head while secretly cursing, and walked out of the studio quickly, but in the end he didn’t delete the picture he took.

……

That night was a night of struggle for Bai Fan. When he opened his eyes inside Yin Rui’s body, he immediately got up to paint. It took him two hours to complete a satisfying result. He didn’t even swallow any saliva during the drawing process, but he was full of energy so he didn’t feel tired at all.

After writing the letter, Bai Fan folded the painting and put it in the dark compartment together with the letter. He knew he should go to sleep, but he didn’t feel sleepy at all. He lost consciousness to that unknown force instead.

……

Yin Rui opened his eyes and saw the beams of light, feeling a little lost, the quilt was still warm, this was the temperature left by Fan. Yin Rui pulled the quilt over his body again, and lay down for a while. He then raised his hand to open the secret compartment as usual, but was surprised to see that besides the letter, there was something else.

Yin Rui’s pupils shrank quickly realizing something, his heartbeat started to speed up. He stretched out his hand stiffly, took out the folded paper inside, and unfolded it little by little with anticipation. What was revealed in front of him was a man who could easily attract people’s attention. He looked at him with a gentle smile. There was also a message left in the lower left corner of the painting.

[Rui, guess who this is?]

[This is what I look like, you have to remember it.]

This is Fan?

So this is what his “Fan” looks like.

Yin Rui’s hand trembled unknowingly. He stroked the painting with care, but found that there was a black mark on the place touched by his finger, and hurriedly withdrew his hand in panic. The person in the portrait continued to look at him with an unchanging smile, those star-like eyes were full of tenderness, as if they could tolerate everything in the world. Yin Rui didn’t know why, but his cheeks suddenly felt a little hot.

Throughout the whole day, Yin Rui hardly did anything, all his time was spent on this portrait. On this painting was his Fan. The face that had been blank in his heart for ten years was finally filled today.

Yin Rui never got tired of tracing the portrait with his fingers, but he only dared to touch the blank areas, he didn’t dare to touch the lines on it at all, for fear of damaging the portrait. But even so, while looking at Fan’s portrait and reading the letter Bai Fan wrote to himself, he was extremely happy, and the feeling of Fan being by his side was stronger than ever.

Before nightfall, a problem had befallen on the portrait. Yin Rui didn’t want it to be seen by others, and was afraid that the portrait would be accidentally damaged. In the end, he hid the painting in the dark room, replacing the original painting that was placed on the wall. Yin Rui looked at the life-like portrait hanging on the wall, with a satisfied smile on his face. 

His Fan is finally smiling at him.

Luvchild:

Guys, hello. Imagine being told there will be a test on Monday during a Saturday morning so you studied like crazy until midnight, only to be told the next day that the test is cancelled and moved to next week:(((

Robe:

So, it seems like there has been an error with the Chapter 42 a h a h a h a yeah this is the correct one. We’re sorry about that:)))