[He gives up, okay? If he's going to blurt out everything and ruin years of making him seem elegant and mysterious then at least he gets to say all the petty things outloud! Whatever!]
Do I look like the kind of fool that drinks whatever is put in front of me. [And then,] I hope it's poisoned, or at the very least that it's not clean.
[And then he opens his fan in front of his face in a clear sign of his refusal of tea.]
no subject
[He gives up, okay? If he's going to blurt out everything and ruin years of making him seem elegant and mysterious then at least he gets to say all the petty things outloud! Whatever!]
Do I look like the kind of fool that drinks whatever is put in front of me. [And then,] I hope it's poisoned, or at the very least that it's not clean.
[And then he opens his fan in front of his face in a clear sign of his refusal of tea.]
Ouyang Duyu.