Chapter 193: Why Does She Feel So Familiar?

“Yaya, what do you think? Is your Brother Lin handsome?”

“Brother Lin, what does ‘handsome’ mean?”

“Uh… it means good-looking.”

“Mhm, mhm! Brother Lin is the most good-looking.”

“I believe you. Children never lie.”

“Mhm… Yaya would never lie to Brother Lin…” Yaya nodded her small head, her fox tail swaying back and forth in the air.

“Alright, Yaya, go out and play. No extra lessons today.”

“Hooray! Brother Lin is the most, most, most good-looking!”

Yaya stood on her tiptoes and gave Lin Xun a loud peck on the cheek.

Soon, Yaya ran out on her short little legs, pitter-pattering away.

“Remember to be back before lunch!”

“Yaya knows!”

Looking at Yaya’s lively retreating figure, Lin Xun shook his head.

Let her be wild for a bit; extra lessons might be delayed, but they are never absent.

Holidays will always be made up for eventually—that is the correct way to educate.

After feeling moved by what a responsible big brother he was, Lin Xun took out a flashy folding fan from the cabinet.

Lin Xun wanted to use this fan to enhance his scholarly aura.

But in the dead of winter, if he were to go around fanning himself, Qinger’s Aunt would probably think he was a fool.

After decisively giving up on the paper fan, Lin Xun took out “One Hundred Ways to Deal with the Girl’s Parents” and reviewed it once more.

He flipped through it again and again, checked the time, and then prepared the tea and other things.

Considering the other party was an elderly lady, Lin Xun even filled a hand warmer with hot water (the hand warmer was his own invention).

Pastries and such were naturally indispensable as well.

Thinking further, since he was a scholar, Lin Xun tossed a few books onto the rattan chair in the courtyard to create a scholarly atmosphere.

When the guest walked in and looked around…

“Oh my, there are books everywhere in this little courtyard. Qinger’s husband is truly a man of culture, never forgetting to read no matter where he is.”

There were also some of his paintings.

Those had to be hidden away properly.

Qinger had gone to pick up her Aunt in the morning. Lin Xun had intended to go as well, but Qinger had pushed him back.

So Lin Xun used the morning to finish a few more paintings, which were now just dry.

He put the paintings away; selling them later would allow him to save some private pocket money.

Finally, after some thought, Lin Xun walked to the Tofu Shop across the street and knocked on the door.

The door opened, revealing that same pair of charming, cat-tail peach blossom eyes.

“Qinger’s Aunt is coming over today. No matter what happens, don’t come looking for me,” Lin Xun said in a very blunt and fierce tone.

Although Lin Xun hadn’t seen Bai Luoxue for the past three or four days, except for the half-hour she spent selling tofu every morning.

She hadn’t come to find him once during those few days.

But just in case—to prevent this Saintess of the Huanxi Sect, who seemed to have a screw loose, from doing anything strange—Lin Xun had to give her a preemptive warning.

Otherwise, if the Aunt misunderstood that there was something improper between him and the Legendary Beauty, what would he do?

“You’ve been married to my Qinger for less than a year, and you’re already thinking of taking a concubine? And you’re even keeping her right across the street in broad daylight?”

If the other party asked such a Soul-searching question, Lin Xun felt he wouldn’t be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Luo River.

“Okay.” Bai Luoxue nodded. “Then I won’t go looking for you today.”

“Wait, you were actually planning to find me today?” Lin Xun was a bit surprised and also felt lucky that he had taken this precaution.

“I made egg drop porridge and wanted to give you some to eat.” Bai Luoxue looked at Lin Xun, her eyes blinking.

“I’m not eating it,” Lin Xun said without the slightest politeness.

“Then will you eat it tomorrow?”

“No.”

“How about the day after tomorrow?”

“Still no.”

“Oh.” Bai Luoxue lowered her head.

Lin Xun looked at those cat-tail peach blossom eyes. He knew the Huanxi Sect practiced the severance of emotions and desires; as the Saintess of the Huanxi Sect, this “three-no” girl’s heart was long devoid of sorrow or joy.

So, it was impossible for her to be sad because of his rejection.

Lin Xun even felt that this girl didn’t even know what kind of emotion “sadness” was.

But seeing her with her eyes downcast, those peach blossom eyes felt like Hilichurls firing arrows directly into his heart.

“When it snows.” After a long while, Lin Xun let out a soft sigh.

“Hmm?” Bai Luoxue looked up, Lin Xun’s figure reflected in her cat-tail peach blossom eyes.

“When it snows, I’ll eat the egg drop porridge you make. Just don’t add any strange “computer parts.” Otherwise, you’ll have to move out of here.” Without another word, Lin Xun turned and left.

Watching Lin Xun enter his courtyard and close the door, Bai Luoxue waited until there was no more movement at the gate, just as she always did, before putting the door plank back and returning to her own courtyard.

On the stone table in the courtyard sat the egg drop porridge the girl had finally succeeded in making. Beside the porridge was a small clay pot wrapped in a warm cloth.

The freshly cooked porridge hadn’t been put into the clay pot yet, nor had it been brought to him to eat.

Will it snow?

The girl sat in the courtyard with her legs together, her eyes blinking as she looked at the clear blue winter sky.

Lifting a corner of her veil, she gently scooped a spoonful of egg drop porridge, blew on it slightly to cool it, and placed it between her cherry lips.

The girl sat in the courtyard, watching the sky while slowly eating the egg drop porridge she had worked so hard to make.

Since achieving Bigu, the girl didn’t like eating, but she was memorizing the taste of this successful porridge.

On the day it snows, she would make it for him again.

Back in his courtyard, Lin Xun felt a bit of regret again.

He felt he shouldn’t have agreed to eat her porridge.

After all, what kind of “computer parts” did the Huanxi Sect not have?

Some things really can’t be resisted just by having a high Realm; otherwise, what would be the point of medical Cultivators?

“Forget it, it’s the last time anyway. The last time I’ll agree to her request. After the next snowfall, I’ll never go to that Tofu Shop again.” Lin Xun sighed softly.

He had to keep his heart hardened!

Otherwise, if his head got hot one day and he agreed to take her as a concubine, it would be truly disastrous.

At that time, he’d probably snap the washboard from kneeling on it so much, and he didn’t even know if Qinger would agree to him taking a concubine.

Just as Lin Xun had made up his mind, a knock came from the courtyard gate.

Lin Xun’s heart skipped a beat.

He knew he was about to meet the family!

Straightening his collar, Lin Xun opened the courtyard gate.

“Young Master Lin, sorry for the intrusion today.”

As soon as the door opened, Lin Xun saw a woman bowing her head in greeting.

“You are too kind.” Lin Xun reacted quickly and bowed in return.

However, when the woman straightened up and Lin Xun looked up, their eyes met.

For some reason, a strange sense of familiarity arose in both their hearts.

They both felt like they had seen each other somewhere before.