The Villain Doesn’t Want To Get Entangled With the Beautiful Girl After Rebirth

66. Does he know it’s me?!

Normally, Lin Nuo would sit in a small corner alone to read, and eventually, Dao Yuan’s spiritual cat would join him to read “The Laughing Warrior.” This routine had continued for quite some days.

But today, it was disrupted.

The Zi Book Pavilion was as quiet as ever. After all, the monks of Xuan Yun Sect focused on practical training. Even if they read, it was martial arts secrets, which they would borrow and practice while reading. The pavilion was sparsely populated, with many tables still empty.

Moreover, someone as aloof and icy as Qin Shili usually kept to herself. It was always others who went out of their way to share a table with her, never the other way around.

Yet now, she sat opposite Lin Nuo.

Lin Nuo’s feelings were complex. In the past, he would have been overjoyed, even excited to the point of losing himself. After all, she was the goddess he aspired to, whom he tried every means to approach and pursue, but to no avail, as she would not bother with him.

But now, she had taken the initiative to sit down!

What’s going on? There were plenty of tables; she could have easily found a quiet place to read. Why would she choose to sit with him?

Moreover, Lin Nuo noticed that Qin Shili pretended to concentrate on her book, but her gaze often swept over to his side.

Lin Nuo’s past mindset was: She likes me.

Lin Nuo’s current mindset is: Something’s off with her.

Qin Shili is an enigmatic woman. I remember back in Youcheng, I saw her approaching Wang Duofei to buy forbidden books of sorcery. As for how she used them afterward, I have no idea. Though I had the intention to push her towards the path of a female demon lord, my energy is limited now. The priority is to send Su Kexin to the netherworld first.

Forget her. After all, I, Lin someone, am reading. You wouldn’t dare lay a hand on me, would you?

Lin Nuo continued to maintain an indifferent demeanor, focusing on his book.

Lin Nuo casually flipped through the pages, unintentionally landing on the one with the inserted note.

It was that piece of paper again, inscribed with an elegant font.

“I once possessed the vast ocean and the blue sky, yet my heart yearns for the abyss.”

That was the first line on the note, followed by the words he wrote, “Fate known, yet not succumbed.”

Then the third line, “Thank you?”

Thank what? Thank whom?

Oh, I see!

It’s quite understandable. The person who wrote this line on the note has been alone for a long time without anyone else writing the second line, making them feel like a solo player, certainly longing for a kindred spirit to jot down a spontaneous thought.

It’s a bit like posting on social media, sharing a status, and then no one likes or responds. How disappointing. Suddenly someone likes it, even replies, and you’d be directly grateful. Considering the writer’s elegant font, they must be well-educated, understand etiquette, and writing a “thank you” is normal.

Lin Nuo felt that his line, “Fate known, yet not succumbed,” had no connection with the ocean and abyss line; they were each writing their own. It’s likely because the author felt they found a companion that they wrote “Thank you.”

Interesting, it feels like having a pen pal.

Lin Nuo noticed another line added below.

“With the abyss as my companion, it too is destiny.”

The same elegant font, likely the same person.

Again with the abyss, this person who writes musings sure loves the abyss.

Could it be a patient with ‘second-year syndrome’? What’s this about abyss and destiny? Are you playing a dungeon crawler?

But he found it quite amusing. Here, people speak in serious, flowery language. It’s rare to encounter someone with ‘second-year syndrome,’ like finding a comrade.

This line incorporated the concept of fate, like a nod of respect to his own line.

Speaking of the abyss, Lin Nuo recalled a very famous saying. Since the other party wrote about destiny, it’s only polite to reciprocate. He decided to write a line about the abyss in response.

The desk in the Azhi Book Pavilion was prepared with ink and brush. Lin Nuo casually picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote:

“When you gaze long into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.”

This line involved the abyss and had enough gravitas. Moreover, this saying had not yet spread in this world. If one day this aphorism became famous, he would be its originator, leaving a legacy for centuries. He was not just a villain with formidable power but also a cultured one.

Lin Nuo was quite pleased with this. Once the ink dried, he closed the note and placed it back in the book.

Qin Shili watched Lin Nuo’s actions, surprised that he could read “One Hundred Years of Solitude” so effortlessly. She then anticipated his reaction upon discovering the note. Most people wouldn’t care and would simply ignore it, but Lin Nuo wrote on it.

She couldn’t wait to find out what he would write.

Of course, she wasn’t certain if the previous line, “Fate known, yet not succumbed,” was his. She would see if the handwriting matched later.

Qin Shili’s expression remained unchanged, silently flipping through the pages.

She could now be certain that Lin Nuo was unaware that the phrase about the blue sky, vast ocean, and the abyssal depths was penned by her. Otherwise, he would never have written that note in her presence. Had he known it was her work, he would have seized the opportunity to strike up a conversation. His pursuit of her was evident, and such a golden chance would not have been missed.

Yet, there was nothing. He acted as if it was all nothing.

After a long while, Lin Nuo returned “One Hundred Years of Solitude” to the shelf and left the library.

Qin Shili hurriedly retrieved “One Hundred Years of Solitude,” found the note, and read the sentence.

Her eyebrows knitted slightly as she grasped the meaning of the words.

So, he knew it was me?!