Chapter 212 Crack
After Zhong Wan finished speaking, she squatted down in front of the small brazier with the drawing paper in her hand. She looked up at Du Qian and saw the tension and anticipation on his shadowy face. She gently comforted him, "Mr. Du, please wait a moment."
After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Zhong Suisui, who was squatting to the side, and nodded slightly.
Zhong Suisui understood instantly. It calmly nodded its kitten head, then gently twitched its tail twice, and a wisp of faint black mist instantly drifted out from the tip of its tail, flying directly to the drawing paper in Zhong Wan's hand.
A faint black mist swirled and flowed slowly across the drawing paper.
Faintly, it seemed that a faint black aura emanated from Zhong Wan's fingertips, slowly merging into that wisp of black energy and becoming one with it.
At this moment, Lin Yan'an also quickly returned with a lighter in hand.
He walked up to Zhong Wan and handed it to her.
The moment their eyes met, Zhong Wan immediately saw the silent support and unconcealed worry in his eyes.
Zhong Wan's lips curled slightly. As she took the lighter, she lightly tapped his palm with her fingertip to reassure him.
Lin Yan'an felt the movement in his palm, looked at Zhong Wan's calm expression, straightened up and stood beside her, his gaze fixed on her, and sighed silently.
His heart jumped the moment he saw Zhong Wan begin to act.
Zhong Wan was unaware of Lin Yan'an's reaction, and she didn't have time to consider his feelings at the moment.
Her thumb rested on the cold metal roller of the lighter, applying slight pressure.
With a "crack," a cluster of orange-yellow flames suddenly appeared.
On the lighter in Zhong Wan's hand, in this slightly dim room.
Zhong Wan caught a glimpse of Du Qian's nervous back and couldn't help but quietly take a breath.
She quickly looked away and focused on what was in front of her.
Looking at the sheet of paper shrouded in black mist in his hand, and then at the small, still flickering flame,
Zhong Wan carefully brought the two items closer together.
The moment the two objects came into contact, the edge of the paper ignited.
The orange-red flames began to spread rapidly upwards.
However, a miraculous scene then unfolded.
The flames seemed to change after coming into contact with the black mist.
The blazing flames instantly became warm and gentle, intertwining with the black mist surrounding the drawing paper, constantly emitting a faint, sigh-like hum.
On the drawing paper, the smile of the cute little girl in chibi style seemed even brighter, and her voice and appearance appeared clearer and more vivid in the firelight.
It was as if she had truly come to life, smiling sweetly at the void and in Du Qian's direction.
Upon seeing this, Zhong Wan paused, and her movement of throwing the drawing paper into the basin also stopped instantly.
Looking at the thick black mist swirling around the flames and the drawing paper, and watching the black mist continuously overflowing from her fingertips and gathering within them, she couldn't help but silently offer her blessings in her heart.
As if sensing her thoughts, Zhong Wan seemed to be staring into the eyes of the little girl on the drawing paper for a moment.
Her smile remained radiant.
Normally, Zhong Wan would be terrified to see such a bizarre scene, but right now, she remained calm and even gave a polite smile in return.
The flames on the drawing paper grew stronger and stronger, but in an instant they engulfed her face and the entire drawing paper.
Strangely, Zhong Wan did not feel the heat of the flames.
Her hand was still firmly holding the drawing paper. For a moment, she hesitated, looking at the piece of white paper between her index finger and thumb, and then at the place below that had already been engulfed by flames. Zhong Wan was really hesitant. Should she let go?
But the strange phenomenon occurred in the very instant she hesitated.
Just as she decided to let go, in the instant the flames completely engulfed the entire sheet of paper,
The burning flames and the thick black mist suddenly merged into one, as if drawn by something invisible, growing smaller and smaller.
The moment it shrank to the size of a pill, a soft white light emanated from within, and all the flames and black energy vanished instantly.
The white light flickered and danced, then, as if it had come to life, it vanished swiftly from Zhong Wan's sight.
Almost at the same time, Du Qian, who had been watching all of this intently, suddenly felt a weight in his hand.
He quickly looked down and raised his hand to look, and the moment he saw it clearly, his eyes widened instantly.
The drawing paper that Zhong Wan had just burned was now perfectly intact and truly in his hands.
It was no longer an illusion, nor was it an existence he could not reach.
He could clearly feel the tangible texture of the drawing paper!
The paper is fine and slightly cool to the touch, and the ink marks on it are clearly visible.
His daughter's radiant smile on the drawing paper seemed to carry warmth, directly imprinted into the depths of his soul.
Du Qian, his trembling, ethereal figure, gently stroked the cheek of the daughter in his voice again and again with his transparent hand.
That smile, that expression, seemed to have truly transcended the barriers of a thousand years and arrived before his eyes.
This time, his fingertips did not pierce the paper.
“Nannan…”
Du Qian murmured her name silently, and a hot tear slid down his cheek again, falling straight onto the drawing paper.
Du Qian panicked instantly and hurriedly wiped himself with his sleeve.
Only after seeing that it hadn't affected the content on the drawing paper did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Du Qian hastily wiped his eyes with his sleeve, carefully cradling the painting tightly to his chest as if embracing a lost treasure. His ghostly figure was slightly hunched, his entire being immersed in that immense emotion.
Seeing this, Zhong Wan breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled with satisfaction.
She really did it.
Even though this was the only way she could do it, she successfully brought comfort to a father who had longed for his daughter for a thousand years.
Even if...it's only temporary...
That was his daughter from a thousand years ago, the only memento his wife left him, and the hope she left him to live on...
Thinking of this, the smile on Zhong Wan's face slowly disappeared.
She couldn't help but sigh softly in the end.
Once again, I sincerely thank our motherland for her greatness and for living in this era.
Suddenly, a familiar large hand appeared before her. Zhong Wan collected her thoughts, smiled, and reached out to shake it.
Following Lin Yan'an's help, Zhong Wan stood up. Looking at his worried eyes, she smiled and gently shook her head.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
"Really not?"
Lin Yan'an still asked with some unease, his gaze fixed on Zhong Wan's face as he asked.
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