Chen Tianlong knew this was Lin Wushuang's little surprise for him. He looked up with a faint smile and started helping Lin Wushuang study the coded message.
"Three people under a cross, fifteen days, a man is nothing without trust. Why does this feel like those character riddles I used to solve as a kid?" Chen Tianlong seemed to have noticed something, frowned, and spoke.
"Oh? A character riddle?"
Hearing Chen Tianlong say that, Lin Wushuang felt it did seem a bit like one, so she said, "Chen Tianlong, you're really smart, it might actually be a riddle."
"Heh heh, of course I'm smart."
Chen Tianlong said smugly, though his eyes never left the slip of paper in Lin Wushuang's hand. "Wushuang, I think the first line stands for a character. Think about it: a cross with three 'person' radicals underneath, what character could that be?"
"Ben? No. Mu? No..."
Lin Wushuang kept searching her mind for a matching character.
"Haha, I got it, the character 'lai' (to come)."
