A Dream of Transmigration

Chapter 20

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In the new year, with the Lantern Festival just past, everyone's face was filled with new vitality and hope. Merchants and brothels were bustling with activity, and the streets and alleys were filled with harmony.

Lin Feifei excitedly wandered around for a long time until it got late and her stomach started rumbling, at which point she finally went into a restaurant.

She'd heard the lantern boats on the Qinhuai River were famous in ancient times, and she definitely wanted to see them tonight… As she thought this, she looked around for a table, and suddenly, a target appeared—

It was a table by the window, where you could eat and enjoy the view.

A young man in white was already seated at the table.

Having learned from her previous experience of arguing with the handsome guy in green over a table, Lin Feifei hesitated.

She glanced at the noisy scene at the other tables, pursed her lips, and then went over and sat down: Hopefully, this time she won't be so unlucky as to run into another unreasonable person.

The young man in white remained motionless, staring out the window, seemingly unaware of the extra person. Lin Feifei ordered two dishes, and only after the waiter left did she curiously begin to look around.

She was petrified at first glance.

Her long, flowing eyebrows were like a painting; her white robes were as white as snow; her face was even whiter than snow. She was as elegant as a poem, as noble as an orchid. She seemed to be shrouded in a mythical, dreamlike glow, completely unlike anyone from this mortal world.

He was handsome, fine, but I never expected his skin to be even better than mine. Lin Feifei touched her face. He was a man, after all!

It was devoid of any color, as white as jade, as white as ice, as white as snow, even its lips were white, yet it looked perfectly harmonious, without showing the slightest sign of illness.

Gradually, her fair face turned around.

Eyes as white as ice and snow.

Her eyes were half-closed, lying idly within her thick eyelashes, as if they had never been fully open. Her gaze was somewhat unreal, as ethereal as mist, and as indifferent as an iceberg or snow-capped peak, utterly devoid of any worldly dust.

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Looking at him, Lin Feifei was unexpectedly reminded of her icy and aloof senior sister, Miaoqing—sigh, who would have thought that there would be a man even more beautiful, colder, and more noble than her? She wondered if those lecherous men on Maoshan would develop BL fantasies upon seeing him…

The more she thought about it, the more amusing it became, and she actually lay down on the table and burst into laughter.

But soon, she could no longer laugh, because those indifferent eyes were staring at her silently, without the slightest embarrassment or surprise, as if they were looking at an object.

It's very uncomfortable to be treated like an object.

Lin Feifei immediately felt extremely uncomfortable—"Are you kidding me? I'm a woman! Staring at another woman like that, bro, don't you feel embarrassed...?"

Of course, she also knew that no one would associate the word "lewd" with him. First, there wasn't even a ripple in his half-closed eyes, like a frozen lake. Second, she was dressed as a male Taoist priest, so only someone with a real BL complex would look at her "lewdly."

While it's something to be proud and happy for a girl to be looked at by a handsome guy, if it's eyes like these, it's something that would make any woman feel anything but proud.

Let's test our eyesight! Who's afraid of who!

She steeled herself and glared straight at him.

Suddenly, their four gazes met, each seemingly trying to see into the other's heart. Lin Feifei's face flushed, but she remained defiant, biting her lip and refusing to blink.

But those half-closed eyes remained unmoved, only deeply reflecting the person's shadow.

silence.

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Her eyes reddened and welled up with tears. Gradually, those tears coalesced into two crystal-clear teardrops, which slowly streamed down her cheeks.

Numerous eyes turned towards this table.

It turned out that Lin Feifei had been staring blankly for a while, and then a gust of wind blew, and tears started to fall. This table of people was already quite eye-catching, so everyone was naturally puzzled to see the handsome young Taoist priest crying in front of the white-robed gentleman.

With so many eyes watching, no one would feel comfortable unless they had a problem with their own feelings.

Unfortunately, the young man in white really sensed something was wrong. It seemed that he didn't care about anything except himself, and he remained unmoved even as Lin Feifei shed tears in front of him.

Good, good, you're awesome!

Lin Feifei dejectedly looked away, wiped her eyes, and glared fiercely at everyone around her.

Immediately, everyone buried their heads and continued eating.

Seeing that the person opposite her was still looking over, she pushed the plates on the table in front of him one by one, saying irritably, "Brother, you should look at these dishes more. They look and smell delicious, and they look much better than me."

As expected, the young man in white was slightly taken aback, but quickly regained his indifference. He took out a silver ingot, placed it on the table, and stood up.

Why are all my deskmates so rich?!

The moment he stood up, Lin Feifei noticed that he was not tall, but he was by no means thin either, and every move he made exuded incomparable nobility and elegance.

He stopped looking at her and slowly walked out the door.

Lin Feifei thoughtfully ate her rice, a strange feeling slowly rising in her heart. It seemed somewhat familiar. Who could it be?

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"Why don't you try your luck at Master Qian's mansion today, young Taoist priest?" The waiter asked Lin Feifei with a grin as he came to collect the bill.

"Lord Qian?" Lin Feifei asked in surprise.

"Young Taoist priest, you may not know this, but Miss Qian has been ill recently. She has consulted many doctors but still can't get better. I heard that she is being haunted by some unclean spirits. Master Qian only has this one daughter, and he has said that he will give ten taels of silver to anyone who can cure Miss Qian!"

Ten taels!

After traveling for several months, Lin Feifei learned about the value of silver in that era. In fact, silver was very valuable in ancient times; two or three taels of silver could support an ordinary family for a year, let alone ten taels.