Flirting with the Wrong Person Right After Transmigrating
The pure white, snowy domain, thousands of meters above sea level, was a sacred, pure land, and also a terrifying forbidden zone.
Challenging the Roof of the World was every explorer’s dream, but as Liu Yinxi watched the blizzard collapse from above, the berserk wind threatening to tear her apart, she sorrowfully accepted reality: she wasn’t going back.
Whether one was an outstanding explorer or an ordinary person who knew nothing of outdoor skills, all were but insignificant specks of dust before nature. In the great snow, a person was less conspicuous than a sesame seed sprinkled into a salt pond.
Liu Yinxi thought back on her life. She was doted on by her Mom and Mommy, had sisters who were loyal and true, and her beloved career in adventure photography had earned her the adoration of tens of millions of fans. She had witnessed countless beautiful sights of nature… Faced with death, Liu Yinxi was filled with an infinite longing for life. She was so full of self-reproach for not being able to take care of her two mothers, so full of regret for not being able to continue exploring this beautiful, vast world.
The moment the avalanche buried Liu Yinxi, the bone-piercing cold crushed her. The pain of her tendons snapping and bones shattering was heart-wrenching. As the pain gradually faded into darkness, she was enveloped only by endless cold, and silence…
…So warm.
Huh, my consciousness is back?
I was saved?! My distress call during the avalanche must have worked! That’s great!!!
How are my teammates? They’re all safe, right?
Liu Yinxi mobilized the senses in her body. Her breathing was smooth, and all four of her limbs could move normally. There wasn’t even a hint of pain.
This is amazing. What kind of newly developed, super-effective painkiller is this? It’s so potent!
She slowly opened her eyes. The Baroque-style crystal chandelier and bas-relief ceiling made her pause.
Looking around, she saw floral wallpaper, and a wardrobe, vanity, and desk and chairs all designed with soft, curved lines.
Liu Yinxi tried to move her neck. Still no discomfort.
She boldly sat up and checked her body. There were no wounds, but the willow-leaf-shaped scar where her left shoulder met her upper arm was still there.
She’d gotten that as a child when she was following her Mommy on a forest patrol. She had been climbing a tree to play and got scraped by a wooden splinter. It had been treated promptly, but the resulting scar wasn’t pretty.
Liu Yinxi lifted the light flannel quilt with its strawberry floral pattern. The room was filled with the scent of creamy berry incense, so sweet and cloying it made her sneeze.
This was not a hospital.
Liu Yinxi made an immediate judgment.
Wasn’t it a rescue team? Was I saved by another climbing team?
Liu Yinxi quickly dismissed the thought. No matter who rescued her, it was impossible for her body to be completely free of injury and pain.
Suddenly, a wisp of warm air blew down from the ceiling. Liu Yinxi looked up warily. A small red ribbon dangled from the vent of the central air conditioner, fluttering gently.
Having experienced an avalanche, Liu Yinxi was especially fond of warmth. She reached a hand toward the vent, letting the warm air blow evenly over her bare arm.
She noticed the full-length mirror next to the wardrobe. Her body was completely naked, on full display.
Where’s my climbing gear? Where is this? Am I still alive? What on earth is going on?
Liu Yinxi got out of bed and saw a pink lace dress that had fallen on the floor. She bent over to pick it up.
The moment her hand closed around the soft fabric, Liu Yinxi felt a faint electric current shoot through her brain. A flood of memories that didn’t belong to her entered her mind like a phantom dream:
A woman who looked exactly like her, dressed in a pure and sweet style, was livestreaming a dance on her phone. The bullet comments were a sea of heart-eyes and drooling emojis, praising the streamer for her resemblance to a certain figure skating goddess…
Later, her number one fan, a “jiejie,” sent the woman a private message, saying she wanted to introduce her to a girlfriend. A meeting was arranged. The other party was the owner of a nationally renowned vintage store1, Luo Ling.
The woman fell for Luo Ling at first sight. Luo Ling was gentle and rich, and she spoiled her to the heavens. But she had two requirements for her: first, she could no longer show her face online, and second, Luo Ling believed in platonic love, so they could not kiss or have any deeper physical contact.
And then, later on, this woman became more and more spoiled, not knowing the height of the sky or the depth of the earth, making trouble with the sky, the earth, and the air.2
Liu Yinxi put down the lace dress, standing frozen in shock.
A drama queen3 with the same name as her, and a vintage store owner and sponsor named Luo Ling—wasn’t this the novel she was reading before her climb?
Although Liu Yinxi found the plot of the novel hard to describe in one sentence, she had been bored on her journey, so after starting it, she had patiently finished it.
The memories transmitted by the lace dress ended at the plot of the first six chapters of the original book. The original “Liu Yinxi” would soon be kicked out of the house by Luo Ling, learn that she was merely a substitute for Luo Ling’s white moonlight,4 and finally die a miserable death, deep in debt.
Liu Yinxi’s thoughts raced. She checked the items in the room and found an unfamiliar phone that could be unlocked with a fingerprint, an ID card with the same name and face but a different number, and a photo on the nightstand of “Liu Yinxi” with another beautiful woman…
Liu Yinxi sat back down on the bed, arriving at the most absurd but only possible explanation—
She had transmigrated into a book.5
Liu Yinxi had read many transmigration novels. Most of them followed a formula where the protagonist transmigrated into a cannon fodder6 or a villain.
She was cannon fodder now. The original owner was written off within the first ten chapters.
According to the formula, she needed to save herself, and she couldn’t go OOC7 too early.
Usually, transmigrators also came with a golden finger8—like a system, a shop, a pocket dimension… There might be plot missions, capture missions, and so on. Completing them would bring rewards, like being reborn back in the real world.
If she could really be reborn back in her original world, she could be reunited with her Mom and Mommy.
I wonder how they are after hearing the news of my accident…
Mommy cries easily. I hope she takes care of herself. Mom is soft-hearted but very resilient. Whenever I ran into trouble before, Mom would always encourage me. If Mom were here, she would definitely pat my shoulder and cheer me on: Look forward! Keep moving forward!
At this thought, Liu Yinxi wiped her reddened eyes and told herself: Pull yourself together!
She clasped her hands together, praying for her two mothers’ health and safety, and praying that her climbing teammates would turn peril into safety.
So, did she have a system?
Don’t systems usually activate automatically upon transmigration?
Did her system need to be manually activated?
Liu Yinxi closed her eyes and meditated: Calling system!
Calling system!
…
After half an hour of calling, there was no response.
Gurgle~ Her stomach, however, was growling with hunger.
“…” She looked at her meditating reflection in the mirror. She looked like an idiot.
Liu Yinxi found a brightly colored pantsuit from the wardrobe full of floral lace and walked to the window to pull open the curtains.
The sun was shining brightly outside, and new buds were sprouting on the green trees. But the occasional pedestrian downstairs was wearing a heavy coat, proving that the current time was just as written in the original book: early spring, right after the New Year.
The date on the phone: February 10th.
Luo Ling’s white moonlight was due to return at the end of February. At that time, everything the original owner possessed would be taken back, which meant Liu Yinxi would also lose her home and source of income.
The original owner had cut ties with her family, didn’t have a high level of education, and had no skills other than livestreaming dances. Therefore, it was almost impossible for Liu Yinxi to achieve financial independence in a short time while wearing this character’s skin. She had to use this half-month to save up an emergency fund.
Having clarified her current predicament and a strategy to deal with it, Liu Yinxi took immediate action.
First, she ate the cookies and rose milk tea on the small coffee table to tide herself over. She organized all the cards, documents, and cash. Then, she carefully cleaned every corner of the original owner’s home, putting valuable jewelry and bags in one pile, newer designer clothes in another, and things that could be sold on the Salted Fish app9 in a third.
Once she was mostly done tidying up, Liu Yinxi registered a side account to list items for consignment on Salted Fish.
Just as she completed the real-name verification, a credit card payment reminder popped up on her phone.
Liu Yinxi’s eyelid twitched. What? The original owner already has loans? Didn’t she only take them out after being kicked out by Luo Ling?!
She wouldn’t have known if she hadn’t checked, but one look was a shock. The original owner had many cards, and almost none of them had any savings. On the contrary, every credit card had loans, and there were online loans too.
What was even more thrilling was that Liu Yinxi also found a video in the original owner’s photo album recycling bin of her holding her ID and promising to repay a high-interest loan.
She sank into the soft sofa. The warm air was blowing, but she felt her blood run cold.
The sum of all the various loans was a terrifying number.
Her head was about to explode.
Liu Yinxi lay on the sofa like a corpse.
How was she supposed to raise so much money in such a short time?
This was so unjust. In the real world, her credit10 was excellent, her income was high, and she donated frequently. Now, after transmigrating into this crappy book, she had to help cannon fodder pay off debts. Ridiculous.
“!”
Liu Yinxi shot up.
That’s right, I’m a transmigrator. I have insight into the future of this world. In this book, one of the most profitable avenues for an ordinary person is to participate in the variety show 《Survivor》.
《Survivor》, a wilderness survival competition show that was a nationwide sensation.
The competition was held every two years. Each season, the Competition Committee would select eight outdoor enthusiasts from different industries. They would be paired up, one alpha and one omega per team, and randomly dropped into a survival location to begin the competition.
The team of guests that survived the longest would win, with a prize of three million yuan. If the winning team persisted for a full 100 days, they would receive an additional one million yuan “Super Survivor Prize.”
This April, just a month and a half away, 《Survivor 5》 was scheduled to begin filming.
The original book’s protagonist O was Luo Ling, and the protagonist A was Luo Ling’s white moonlight. Their romantic plot was advanced by their joint participation in 《Survivor 5》.
Liu Yinxi quickly opened her laptop, searched for the official website of 《Survivor 5》, and rapidly filled out the registration form.
After clicking submit, Liu Yinxi leaned back in the swivel chair and let out a sigh of relief. With her skills as China’s number one outdoorswoman, plus her knowledge of the original book’s plot, as long as she could get into the competition, the four million was as good as hers!
Moreover, Liu Yinxi had a gut feeling: she didn’t transmigrate for nothing. Participating in the original book’s plot would be safer and would make it easier to find a turning point.
Otherwise, why would she be sent into a book she had read, and one in a field she excelled in?
Heaven’s will is helping Xi! Hahaha~11
Something vibrated behind her lower back. Liu Yinxi found her phone and swiped the screen open. The phone’s wallpaper was a beauty in Republican-era attire12, the same woman from the photo on the nightstand.
This must be Luo Ling.
In those dream-like memories that had been transmitted to her, everyone except the original owner herself had been a blur, their faces indistinct like people in a dream. Liu Yinxi could only confirm her sponsor Luo Ling’s appearance through photos.
She pressed her finger on the woman’s face, squinted slightly, and curled her lip.
Have to say, she’s a true beauty.
The original book described Luo Ling as beautiful enough to make the moon hide and flowers feel ashamed, a fresh and refined omega like a jasmine flower.
Liu Yinxi couldn’t quite picture it.
Now, seeing the photo, Liu Yinxi felt that Luo Ling in person had far more charisma than the book’s description, but describing her as a jasmine flower wasn’t fitting.
She was clearly like a wintersweet plum. The kind that bloomed on the highest mountains in the coldest winter, proud against the snow and frost.
Liu Yinxi scrolled through the chat history between the original owner and Luo Ling. It was basically the original owner sending dozens of messages, and Luo Ling replying with a single “en,” “oh,” or “okay.”
The original owner also loved sending beautified selfies and acting cute with Luo Ling: Jiejie,13 Xixi misses you so much~
Baby, when is your business trip ending?
My Ling, it’s been several nights without hugging you, this little bed is so cold-cold Q~Q
To avoid the unknown negative consequences of going OOC too early, and to play obedient to get some living expenses from her sponsor, Liu Yinxi studied the original owner’s style as she read.
Simple.
She cleared her throat and said in a pinched, high-pitched voice, “Jiejie, come on, sit on my lap-lap.”
Hmm…
Liu Yinxi stroked her chin, thinking. It didn’t feel right.
Let’s try another one.
“Baby, come into my arms, huggies~”
Okay, that’s the vibe.
Wait.
Liu Yinxi remembered that in the original book, after Luo Ling got together with her white moonlight, they often engaged in all sorts of roleplay. Luo Ling’s favorite was seeing her wear a white shirt with bare legs.
Although the whole point of the game was “a substitute just like her,”14 directly imitating the white moonlight would lead to trouble. She had to make some adjustments and appropriately retain the original owner’s persona.
Liu Yinxi took off her clothes, slipped on a white shirt, and selected a hollow-out back piece from the accessory cabinet. She paired it with a set of cat ear clips, struck a pose, and snapped a series of pictures.
Admiring the selfies, not bad at all.
Let’s send one to Ling-bao.
Liu Yinxi chose the most satisfactory photo and tapped on the pinned chat box.
The chat history above was still from a few hours ago.
CICI: Uwaah, I really have a bad cold! My fever is so high!
CICI: Ling-bao, I think I’m dying, come back and see me! Now! Immediately! Right away!
Ling-bao: Take your medicine first, drink more hot water. I’m in a meeting, we’ll talk later.
CICI: [Crying][Frustrated][Heartbroken]
Liu Yinxi selected the selfie, ready to send it.
“Verification successful. Door unlocked. Welcome home.”
The mechanical sound of the electronic lock came from the main entrance. Liu Yinxi turned her head, then glanced at her phone again and smiled. She says “drink more hot water,” but she’s actually very concerned.
Looks like as long as I stop being a drama queen and act obedient, I can get some living expenses before the white moonlight returns.
Liu Yinxi, with her two long, fair legs bare, sauntered to the entryway with her white shirt hanging open.
The woman who entered was tall and slender, with bright eyes and crimson lips. Her hair cascaded down like a waterfall of black ink. She was dressed in a silver-grey haute couture suit, with a narwhal brooch embedded with a blue diamond on her chest.
Liu Yinxi stared, mesmerized.
No matter how many thousands of times it was written in the book or seen in photos, nothing compared to seeing the person in the flesh.
Liu Yinxi gave a shy smile, placed a hand on the woman’s chest, and seductively traced a line downward. “Jiejie~ It must have been a long trip. Let me quench your thirst~”
Smack!
Liu Yinxi’s hand was batted away by the woman’s handbag.
The woman placed a bag of medicine on the entryway cabinet. “Is the fever gone?”
Her voice was crisp and cold, like clinking ice cubes, making Liu Yinxi’s ears feel slightly chilled.
Liu Yinxi stared at her hand in a daze, then snapped back to reality. “Fever? Oh, right!”
The woman walked straight toward the study.
According to the original owner’s memories, this apartment was specifically for housing the original owner; Luo Ling didn’t usually live here.
The study in this apartment was for Luo Ling’s exclusive use. The original owner was not allowed to enter casually, let alone touch anything inside.
Liu Yinxi abided by the original owner’s rules and waited outside. The woman went into the study, found a document, put it in a file folder, and came out.
Liu Yinxi brought over a cup of hibiscus tea, Luo Ling’s favorite. “Jiejie, have some water.”
The woman glanced at the cup in her hand, her cold expression softening slightly.
Liu Yinxi gently sidled up to her, tilting her head to rest on her shoulder. “I missed you so much.”
The woman frowned and moved away.
The water in the cup nearly spilled.
Liu Yinxi chased her to the entryway. “Jiejie, don’t go!”
The woman said with her back to her, “Tell Luo Ling when you’re better.”
Bang.
The door closed.
Liu Yinxi: “…”
Tell Luo Ling…?
She isn’t Luo Ling!
Then why is she in the original owner’s photos and on the phone wallpaper?!
Liu Yinxi’s mind raced. She suddenly remembered that the original owner was a rabid celebrity chaser…
She took a screenshot of her phone wallpaper and used Lady Du15 to do an image search.
—Movie still from 《Jing Yun》.
Starring: Nan Huaixu.
“…”
Liu Yinxi clutched her head and slid to the floor.
Nan Huaixu. That was Luo Ling’s little aunt!
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