A Dream of Transmigration

Chapter 100

DeYi Lou? Pervert?

It seems more interesting to sit here and enjoy the view at our leisure.

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"Wait for me to come back."

Lin Feifei sat by the window, her feelings complicated. She thought of those unexpectedly gentle eyes, of that rare smile within them, and hoped that those words didn't mean anything else…

"Because you are destined to be together."

Thinking of her master's words, her mind became even more confused.

Could it be that I'm truly "destined" for him? Most importantly, to what extent is this "destiny" limited? I clearly don't like him. If Chu Yingruo were here, there would be no need for explanations...

Suddenly, I was startled.

Master said he and his senior brother were destined for each other. Could it be that Chu Ying... could it be that he won't end up liking him? Right, didn't he like Miao Qing? She's so beautiful! And he's always been a womanizer...

Without self-confidence, one tends to think the worst of everything.

Were his words true or false? If he was serious, why didn't he even say a word about going to Zhenjiang? He just left a message and disappeared with the beautiful woman. So much time has passed; he should be back in Jinling by now. The mad monk should have told him by now...

My heart ached again.

Lin Feifei suddenly felt extremely wronged. She wiped her eyes, stared blankly at the teapot, and muttered to herself, "Actually, those words really didn't sound like a confession."

That day, he was at Deyilou...

Ugh! She pressed her index finger against the teapot, subconsciously imagining it as someone's smug face: "Liar! You promised me, but then you ignored me and went off to pick up girls at the Deyilou brothel, you pervert!"

If he didn't like her, why did he admit she was his that day at Deyilou...? Why did he chase after her? Under the starry sky, his expression was so genuine, so tender, and she could almost hear him say he liked her being jealous...

Does he really like it?

Lin Feifei's eyes lit up, but then immediately dimmed again. She remembered Miao Qing's sour tone when she looked for him that day.

Miaoqing and her senior brother are practically the epitome of a modern-day lightning-fast breakup. They broke up without saying a word, and it seems that the beautiful girl has also developed feelings for him. Isn't that perfect...?

"Even better! The brother is in love and the sister is interested. In ancient times, it was common for cousins to have a romantic relationship," she touched her face and slumped onto the table in dejection. "How could he like me!"

Is it really a case of being destined to be apart, or is he just playing around and deliberately teasing me?

That bastard Chu Ying!

finally--

"Chu Ying!" she cried, both aggrieved and angry, wiping her eyes as she pointed at the teapot, "You liar, pervert, bastard, playboy..."

Well, I've used everything I could think of.

Suddenly, a bitter laugh rang out from outside the window.

"Could you please refrain from insulting me a bit?"

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The door opens.

The familiar, handsome face reappeared before my eyes, still carrying a hint of laziness and an irritating expression.

It really is him!

Lin Feifei never expected him to come. Less than two months had passed; he must have finished his business in Zhenjiang and returned to Jinling before the mad monk mentioned it, so he must have traveled a long way…

I felt both happy and touched, and my nose tingled, and tears welled up in my eyes again.

"I didn't expect that a trip to Zhenjiang would give me so many nicknames," he raised an eyebrow. "Liar, pervert, bastard, huh? Playboy?"

You heard everything?!

"You've always been a playboy," he muttered softly, a little guilty. "Why... are you here?"

“I really didn’t want to come,” he said casually, turning to the side and standing with his hands behind his back. “I just came because I was afraid someone would cry because they missed me.”

"Missing you?"

How presumptuous of me! The little bit of emotion Lin Feifei felt vanished instantly.

“Look,” ignoring the fierce gaze, he scrutinized her for a long time, then sighed helplessly and shook his head, “She really did cry.”

I forgot I still had tears on my face!

Lin Feifei was extremely embarrassed and was about to reach out to wipe her tears when long, clean fingers touched her face and gently wiped away the tear stains, leaving her stunned like a fool.

“Just tell me if you miss me, I don’t mind,” he said with a smirk. “It doesn’t matter how long you think about it.”

think?

She really wanted to...

I really want to put a pair of sunglasses on that smug face!

"Who misses you!"

"I miss you."