After all, Meng Xinian wasn't reborn, nor had he lived through an era of explosive technological development, so right now his brain was still half a beat slow; for the moment he hadn't figured out what on earth was going on.
What scanned image?
How did they extract it from that crystal?
How was that even done?
After the initial shock, Jiang Xiao forced herself to calm down.
She asked again, "Then why did you pick that particular pattern to draw, and why did you send it to me?"
"Miss Chiang, my feelings for you, my affection for you, they're real!" Dai Zhongwen said. "Ever since I first saw that article about you in the paper, saw your photo, I fell in love with you at first sight! I love you, everything about you! And I also like to draw, I want to draw you! Miss Chiang, my greatest dream is to draw your body!"
As Dai Zhongwen said this, his words started to sound a bit deranged again.
Meng Xinian's temples throbbed wildly once more.
He clenched his fists tightly.
