A Dream of Transmigration

Chapter 47

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Sure enough, he sat by the window.

“Senior brother,” Lin Feifei slowly approached him, glancing down at him, “I’m sorry about what happened earlier, please don’t hold it against me…”

He paused for a moment, seemingly puzzled.

It seemed he didn't take it to heart at all, and Lin Feifei felt even more ashamed: "That's right... I just said you were too harsh for standing by and watching someone die, that you had a false reputation... Don't be angry, I'm sorry." She added two silly laughs.

Half a day.

His icy eyes looked at her: "No."

"I knew you were such a magnanimous and forgiving person, no wonder you're so famous," Lin Feifei immediately patted her head, "Don't worry, you're still my idol."

"Idol?"

Lin Feifei accidentally used a new term for an ancient person, and quickly explained, "It means you are so amazing, I like you very much and admire you very much."

He was stunned again.

After a while.

What is a mother?

Lin Feifei was a little surprised, wondering why he asked this. She poured herself a cup of tea and took a sip: "It means mother. I think you call her 'mother' here."

Something seemed to flash in those half-closed eyes, then immediately disappeared.

Lin Feifei asked curiously, "Why are you asking this?"

He stopped talking.

Lin Feifei put down her teacup, looked at his perfect yet indifferent face, and shook her head in dissatisfaction.

“You’re a really nice person, so why do you always have such a long face? You look like a boss,” she chuckled, thinking of the modern interpretation of “boss.” “It’s like someone owes you money… no, that’s not quite right, anyway… I’ve never seen you smile.”

Laugh? Her icy eyes revealed surprise.

"I won't laugh?"

Transmigrating Through a Dream of Liaozhai: Chapter Twenty-Two - A Rare Smile

"No way!" Lin Feifei pretended to faint, looking at him incredulously. "You don't even know if you're laughing or not?"

He shook his head, lost in thought.

"Nobody told you?" Lin Feifei shook her head.

A person who can't laugh is undoubtedly pitiful in the eyes of others.

Lin Feifei looked at him with sympathy and said generously, "Senior brother, do you have a lot of sad things to say? Why don't you tell me, and I'll share your burden. That will make you feel better..."

"Sad?" He seemed to think for a moment, then shook his head. "I don't know."

How could she not know if she was sad or happy? Lin Feifei was extremely puzzled: "You've never been sad before? Like when Master scolded you, or with... Senior Sister Miaoqing, umm, did you ever have any disagreements..."

He glanced at her, his icy eyes flashing, and interrupted her: "I don't remember."

Don't remember?!

Lin Feifei was startled. Could it be that he...?

She thought for a moment, then suddenly became nervous, stood up abruptly, and grabbed his hand: "Senior brother, you don't even remember things from before, do you?"

Lingyi hadn't expected her to suddenly grab his hand, and had no time to dodge. He could only frown and say coldly, "I don't know."

"Where's Senior Sister Miaoqing? Do you remember her?" Lin Feifei asked anxiously. "You, uh, she's the person you like, you don't even remember her? And what about Miaomiao?..."

After a while.

He looked at her, then at the hand she was holding, and shook his head.

Lin Feifei let go of him in frustration and sat back down in her chair.

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No wonder he wasn't enthusiastic about exorcising demons. No wonder Miaomiao and the others said he was interesting, but what I saw was a completely different story. He didn't even remember Miaoqing!

"But...you seem to know about that Xuan Tian Bagua Formation, you must remember Master, right?"

“Master Zixu.” He said coldly.

"It's good that you haven't completely forgotten, there's hope," Lin Feifei said, feeling a little relieved. She finally remembered an important question, "When did you start forgetting?"

There was no reply again.

That's clearly a pointless question, like asking a drunkard when he got drunk.

Why did he become like this?

Lin Feifei felt genuinely sorry for him; he couldn't even smile anymore, it was so pitiful.

“It’s alright, senior brother. When we return to Maoshan, Master will help you regain your memory,” she comforted him. “Let’s teach you to laugh first. Laughing is like this.”