The Tale of Bai Xi, Part Two

Extra Scene: The Lovestruck Fox and the Wooden-Headed Immortal

It has been over half a month since the young man in green robes rescued me.

Late one night, when all was quiet and I was half asleep, I sensed him sneaking in from outside the room, where he had been sleeping.

I quickly held my breath and pretended to be asleep, thinking: This isn't… this isn't the legendary midnight visit, is it?

I was wondering whether I should put up a little resistance, then play hard to get, and then… But all he did was tuck the edge of my blanket around me before quietly leaving.

I was terribly disappointed.

The next day, I decided to take the initiative and tactfully let him know I was willing to do as the locals do.

He stared at me. “What do you mean, ‘do as the locals do’?”

I recited a passage from a romance novel about how a young woman, with no way to repay her benefactor for saving her life, would offer herself to him, and so on.

He said, “Oh,” then pointed at the firewood in the corner. “I was waiting for you to say that. You can chop that wood for me as repayment.”

Me: “…”