Mystery Woman

The sound was getting closer and closer, and more and more pleasant to the ear.

It also made Yi Feng, who felt more and more familiar with the sound, stood up involuntarily and looked towards the door.

Accompanied by the constant sound, Lu Qingshan finally came to Yi Feng's front with Mo Sihan.

"Fuck!"

Seeing Mo Sihan, Yi Feng couldn't help but exclaim, staring straight at Mo Sihan, his eyeballs almost popping out.

At this moment.

He finally knew what kind of strange clothes Lu Qingshan said Mo Sihan was wearing.

He also finally figured out what the giggling sound was...

Because at this moment Mo Sihan was wearing a red strapless dress with a tight skirt.

That's right.

It's the strapless dress that Yi Feng had in his previous life.

And the familiar sound that made him so familiar was because Mo Sihan was stepping on a pair of high heels.

This scene.

It made Yi Feng stare blankly, looking up and down at Mo Sihan.

Her fragrant shoulders were exposed, her beautiful clavicle was full of sexiness. Coupled with her tall figure and tight skirt, her alluring figure was revealed to the fullest extent. Everything was just right, fully demonstrating her goddess temperament.

Of course.

What made Yi Feng stare blankly was not because Mo Sihan looked good.

But because the impact of this outfit on him was so great that his palms couldn't help but tremble slightly.

It can be said that he hadn't seen such a dress for twenty years, a full twenty years.

It almost instantly took Yi Feng back to endless memories.

"Aren't you going to invite me to sit down?"

Suddenly, Mo Sihan smiled softly and spoke in a pleasant voice.

Yi Feng hurriedly pulled a stool over for Mo Sihan.

And Lu Qingshan on the side also tactfully stepped back.

Looking at Mo Sihan sitting down, Yi Feng's eyes still didn't leave her outfit. He wiped his eyes and even secretly pinched himself, afraid that what he saw was an illusion.

"I know you have a lot of questions to ask me."

Mo Sihan was not polite at all. With a jade hand, she took the initiative to pour tea for the two from the teapot on the table, and slowly said, "But I'm not what you think."

"What do you mean?"

Yi Feng asked quickly.

"It means what you think."

Mo Sihan looked at Yi Feng and spoke seriously.

"Then why are you..."

Yi Feng looked at Mo Sihan's outfit.

"It's a long story, but I'm definitely not the... transmigrator you're talking about." Mo Sihan said meaningfully.

I don't know why, but the three words "transmigrator" were bitten particularly hard by Mo Sihan.

"So have you met a transmigrator?" Yi Feng quickly asked.

Mo Sihan just smiled without answering.

Yi Feng frowned, also calmed down a lot.

Since this woman was able to wear this outfit and utter the word "transmigrator", it meant she was not a transmigrator, or at least had a close relationship with one.

So.

Yi Feng could be sure that there was definitely more than one transmigrator in the Immortal River Continent.

Apart from this, he always felt that this woman had another purpose in coming to see him today.

"Actually, the reason I came today is because..."

Mo Sihan seemed to see through Yi Feng's mindset. She lowered her head slightly, pondered for a long time, and looking up at Yi Feng, she said seriously, "Because I miss you so much..."

"You miss me so much?"

Yi Feng was instantly confused.

He couldn't help but complain in his heart, Miss, do you even know me, how can you miss me?

"And I'm here to remind you."

Mo Sihan continued.

"Remind me of what?" Yi Feng looked up and asked.

"Today is the fifth day of the fourth lunar month." Mo Sihan said.

"I know today is the fifth day of the fourth lunar month, but what are you trying to express?" Yi Feng asked in puzzlement.

Mo Sihan smiled, her tall figure stood up, her jade hand leaning on the stool, stepping on high heels, she came to Yi Feng's side.

Accompanied by a scent drifting over, in a trance, Mo Sihan suddenly leaned in close.

Her red lips gently touched Yi Feng's cheek in a light kiss.

"You must take good care of yourself, I'll wait for you..."

With a soft whisper, she tidied her hair, as if nothing had happened, and walked to the door. Then she turned around and said, "Okay, I've seen you, and your arrangements are complete. I should leave now too."

After speaking, she smiled lightly, took one last serious look at Yi Feng, and Mo Sihan pushed the door and went out.

Watching Mo Sihan leave, Yi Feng didn't know if it was an illusion, but in that last glance, was it reluctance?

Coming to his senses, Yi Feng hurriedly pushed the door to chase after her.

After all, he now had so many, so many doubts. Not to mention being inexplicably kissed, Mo Sihan's words were even more baffling, making his head spin. He had to ask her clearly what was going on.

However.

When Yi Feng caught up a while later, he couldn't find a trace of Mo Sihan at all. Even chasing to the lake shore yielded nothing.

"Did she leave that quickly?"

Yi Feng couldn't help shaking his head.

That night.

Yi Feng didn't sleep a wink.

Today is the fifth day of the fourth lunar month?

Take good care of yourself?

Missing him, and even kissing his face?

From time to time, Mo Sihan's words to him and her inexplicable actions popped up in his mind.

Wait.

The fifth day of the fourth lunar month?

Yi Feng suddenly sat up from the bed, his eyes wide open.

Because he suddenly remembered that the day he transmigrated here was on the fifth day of the fourth lunar month.

And today, it was exactly 20 years since he transmigrated here!

So what did those words represent?

Was it a coincidence? Or did Mo Sihan do it on purpose?

This was very worrying upon further thought.

At dawn, when the sky was still gray, Yi Feng rode out slowly.

He wanted to find Mo Sihan.

For all these doubts, Yi Feng had to find Mo Sihan and ask her clearly.

After arriving at Pingjiang City, Yi Feng directly asked people around for news of Mo Sihan's whereabouts.

Mo Sihan was very famous in Pingjiang City as an oiran, so Yi Feng thought it would be easy to find out about her whereabouts. But the result was beyond his expectation.

"Auntie Niu, you didn't get it wrong?"

Yi Feng frowned.

"Oh sir, why would I lie to you? We really don't have any oiran in Pingjiang City!" Auntie Niu sincerely explained, seemingly afraid that Yi Feng would not believe her. She directly swore an oath on the spot.

After getting no results from Auntie Niu, Yi Feng asked many acquaintances, but got the same result...

There was no such oiran in Pingjiang City, let alone anyone called Mo Sihan.

This made Yi Feng directly doubt his life!

He had often heard about the oiran Mo Sihan in Pingjiang City, and had even heard about her from the mouths of the people he was inquiring from. But now they all said collectively there was no such person?

Could it be that Mo Sihan didn't want Yi Feng to find her, so she bribed these people?

With such doubts, Yi Feng went straight back to the island and found Lu Qingshan and the workers who had dinner that day.

These people had been on the island all along, and they had all seen Mo Sihan at dinner that day, so they couldn't possibly not know about her, let alone be bribed, right?

"Old man, you should know where she lives, right?" Yi Feng asked.

"Sir, there really is no such person! When did our Pingjiang City ever appear an oiran?" Lu Qingshan patiently explained.

"Yes sir, there really is no Mo Sihan."

"That's right, I haven't even heard of her!"

Other people also echoed similar voices.

"It's not you guys, don't mess with me!" Yi Feng said coldly: "The oiran who played the zither at dinner that day, don't you know her?"

"Sir, we don't dare!"

Seeing Yi Feng's cold face, everyone shivered in fright and quickly bowed down.

"If you don't dare, why don't you hurry up and speak?"

Yi Feng said coldly.

"Sir, it's not that we don't want to say, it's just that there really is no such person!"

"Yes, there was no woman playing the zither at dinner that day. It was you playing the zither for us to listen to!"

"That's right, that's right, we're really not lying."

Under Yi Feng's wrath, everyone made all kinds of sincere voices, some even with oaths. Their faces were also anxious as they hurriedly explained to Yi Feng.

Seeing their facial expressions and tones, Yi Feng was stunned for a moment.

He turned his gaze to Lu Qingshan and asked solemnly, "Old man, the woman who came to see me yesterday, you should know about her, the one dressed strangely!"

"Sir, what woman came to see you? There was no such thing!" Lu Qingshan said with difficulty.

"You're not deceiving me?"

Yi Feng asked solemnly.

"Really none!" Lu Qingshan quickly said.

Hearing this.

Yi Feng couldn't help but take a step back.

This was too bizarre.

Everyone said that this person didn't exist. Even Lu Qingshan, who had brought her here yesterday, had no memory of this woman. So who was the woman he saw yesterday?

Was she a ghost?