Chapter 883: Chapter 31: Black Hand Lurking in the Future_3 Chapter 883: Chapter 31: Black Hand Lurking in the Future_3 Upon hearing this explanation,
Zheng Xiangyue suddenly understood,
“No wonder…”
“Mr.
Jask told that when I woke up from hibernation, the Rhine Cat Doll that had been stored for 600 years had completely burst open, its cotton stuffing had turned black and rotten, not to ntion the outer packaging cloth…
It had all faded, cracked, and crumbled into powder.”
“So, it was very difficult to repair, there was nowhere to start, so we could only search for the sa model based on the few clues we had.
But as you said, there are no such models on the market, nor are there any promotional images in history…
Who would have thought that a simple girl like could own one of the only two Rhine Cats in the world?”
“Ultimately, with no options left, Mr.
Jask let the repairer awaken the original shape of the doll from the few colored fragnts, and then he proceeded with the repair.
It eventually beca a ‘Theseus’s Cat,’ and I’ve always kept that cat doll with , even bringing it to Earth.”
“But I’m still very sorry, Mr.
...
Lin, I still can’t recall the feeling of liking this cat.
I can feel how important this cat is to , and I can feel how much I previously loved the Rhine Cat…
But I can’t help it, I can’t rember that loving feeling.”
Zheng Xiangyue’s words were filled with helplessness.
Lin Xian could understand the conflict inside her.
She had kept that Theseus’s Cat by her side for over a hundred years, patching it up repeatedly; she never parted with it on Earth, she even nad the village Rhein Village.
This all indicated that she was indeed trying to like this cat, but when faced with mories and sentints…
humans can never deceive themselves.
“I have seen that cat of yours,”
Lin Xian said with a smile,
“But…
the appearance of that cat is not the one I originally gave to you.
Of course, this isn’t the repairer’s fault, he clearly did his best, but without the original model and diagram for reference, it’s inevitable that he would veer off course.”
“The doll I originally gave you had a Rhine Cat with puffed cheeks, looking angry yet adorable; now, the one you hold has been repaired with a smile and squinting eyes…
so strictly speaking, it can’t be called ‘Theseus’s Cat’; it should be called ‘another cat’.”
“Do you have a pen and paper here?”
Lin Xian asked as he reached out,
“Since I promised to tell you the whole truth, that naturally includes your once most beloved Rhine Cat.”
“If there’s a pen and paper, I’ll draw the original appearance of that Rhine Cat for you.
The design of that Rhine Cat originally ca from my own hand; I rember every cat I’ve drawn clearly in my heart.”
Afterward, Zheng Xiangyue went to her room and brought back two thick rough sheets of paper made through traditional papermaking and a charcoal pencil tied with a string.
Lin Xian gladly accepted them.
A true master never complains about the environnt or tools.
The great sketch masters of ancient history used charcoal pencils themselves.
Previously at MX Company, he had drawn countless Rhine Cats; those mories ingrained in his muscles and bones let Lin Xian’s pencil touch the paper and imdiately enter the state, beginning to outline the plump face of the Rhine Cat.
In Chu Anqing’s and Zheng Xiangyue’s hands, the only two of this particular Rhine Cat in the whole world, never promoted externally; Lin Xian was probably the only person in the world who could draw it.
It took just over ten minutes.
A Rhine Cat sketch, puffing its cheeks, lifelike in its anger, erged vividly on the paper.
Lin Xian was very satisfied with this creation and handed the rough paper to Zheng Xiangyue:
“Take a look, this is——”
Suddenly.
He was stunned.
The mont he looked up after finishing the drawing, he saw tears streaming down Zheng Xiangyue’s cheeks, blankly staring at the sketch in her hands.
She had been watching.
From the mont Lin Xian began the first stroke, she kept watching.
She recognized this as a strange Rhine Cat.
Never before had she seen this model of Rhein.
Not the one in her hands,
not any of those seen on Mars.
This was a completely new, never-before-seen, never-before-existed in the world Rhine Cat!
But…
Why were tears falling?
Zheng Xiangyue herself did not understand.
Just like that.
Why would tears flow?
“Do you rember?”
Lin Xian asked gently, looking at Zheng Xiangyue as tears suddenly fell,
“Do you rember the scenes of playing with this Rhine Cat, leaning on it, lying on it, talking to it?”
“No.”
The elderly Zheng Xiangyue shook her head, but tears still kept flowing:
“I don’t know why…
I don’t know what’s wrong with …”
“Even though I’ve never seen this Rhine Cat, and even though I don’t feel anything stirring inside, why…
can’t I control my own tears?”
She took the sketch from Lin Xian’s hands.
Staring at the Rhine Cat on it, unfamiliar and unrecognizable, but yet it made her burst into tears in an instant:
“It’s so strange…”
She wiped her tears, but then more surged forth.
Blurring her vision.
Continuing to flow.
“But I think, I understand sothing.”
Zheng Xiangyue lifted her head from the sketch, looking at Lin Xian:
“Mr.
Lin Xian, could you please close your eyes?”
Lin Xian nodded.
Completing closing his eyes.
He heard the sound of thick paper being placed on the stone bench, and then…
two wrinkled, dried hands, each grabbing one of his hands.
Because Lin Xian was in a state of closed eyes, his other senses beca slightly more sensitive and clear.
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