Wei San held the folding fan and stared at the poem on it. He stared at it for a long time before coming back to his senses. He sighed softly, put down the folding fan, and sat there for a while. Finally, he couldn't help but picked up the folding fan and unfolded it.

Word by word, I carefully read the poem above.

Although the fan belongs to Cen Xiyan, it does not mean that the calligraphy and painting on it are also written by Cen Xiyan, but looking at the flying and wanton handwriting, Wei San has already believed in his heart that the calligraphy was written by that Sui Feng young man.

The handwriting is just like the person. The handwriting on this fan really resembles the free and easy character of that young man. I just don’t know if the poem above was written by him?

The person who can write this poem is definitely an astonishing talent! In the poem, the arrogant personality, the frivolity of seeing through the world, and the detachment and relief of living in the world are vividly displayed. It seems to be free and uninhibited.

But there is also a hint of loneliness that makes me sober while everyone else is drunk. What kind of person can write such a wonderful and free poem?

"Others laugh at me because I'm crazy, but when I laugh at them they can't see through it." Is it that boy? He is obviously still so young...

However, that young man has a maturity, quietness, wisdom that is clearly inconsistent with his age, and his unruly and free temperament fits the artistic conception of this poem very well...

Wei San thought for a long time, finally recovered his mind, put the folding fan back into the fan bag, and carefully put it away. At this moment, he had made up his mind that he was not going to return this folding fan!

Early the next morning, Cen Xiyan discovered that he had lost something.

She rummaged around in her resting cabin, but couldn't find the missing fan, so she climbed up on the splint and lowered herself to look for it.

Seeing her looking for something, Gazi jumped down from the observation deck, "Suifeng, what are you looking for this early in the morning?"

Cen Xiyan answered without raising his head, "I'm looking for a black fan bag with an ivory folding fan inside. Gazi, you have good eyesight, help me look for it too."

"Okay." Gazi agreed, not only helping to look for it himself, but also asking two sailors to help look for it.

Several people searched for a long time and found nothing.

Gazi scratched his head and asked again: "Suifeng, have you looked for your room?"

"I've looked for it, but it's not there."

"Are you sure you brought your fan on board?"

"I should have brought it with me..."

"Then why is it missing..."

The sailors on the ship were all acquaintances of the father and son for many years and knew everything about it, so Gazi never thought about the possibility of theft, and Cen Xiyan didn't think about it either.

Cen Xiyan recalled carefully, and it seemed that when she was chatting with the old fisherman, Catfish and his son, she also played with the fan bag on her waist, but did not take out the folding fan. Then she found that the fan was missing in the morning.

On the night between, apart from sleeping in the cabin, she only drank a pot of tea on the plywood and chatted with Wei San for a while...

By the way, Wei San! Before entering the cabin, she had only come into contact with the sailor who delivered the stove and Wei San. If the sailor had picked it up, he would have returned it to her at that time, because to the sailors on the ship, the fan was nothing at all.

It's useless, but Wei San...

Coincidentally, at this time, Wei San also came out of the cabin. When he saw Cen Xiyan, he walked over and said hello with a smile, "Good morning, brother Suifeng."

"Morning." Cen Xiyan stared at Wei San with some suspicion.

"Why does Brother Suifeng look at me like this?" Wei San asked doubtfully.

"Oh, it's nothing. I just think Young Master Wei looks good today."

"Really?" Wei San chuckled.

"By the way, one of my fans fell off at some point last night. Did Mr. Wei San see it?" Cen Xiyan asked directly.

"Ah? Brother Suifeng lost his fan?" Wei San showed a natural expression of surprise on his face, "I didn't see it. What kind of fan is it? Is it important? I'll help you look for it too?"
Chapter completed!