Pride and Prejudice: Transmigrating into the World of Classics

Afternoon sunlight passed through the glass windows of the old bookstore, casting golden beams through the dusty air. Lin Xiaoman crouched in front of a shelf in the corner, her fingertips lightly brushing the yellowed spines. The air was filled with the old, familiar scent of paper and ink.

She had stumbled upon this hidden gem, Timeworn Bookshop, tucked deep in an alley, just last week. The owner was an old man with a goatee who loved dozing behind the counter, letting customers browse wherever they pleased.

“Pride and Prejudice...” Lin Xiaoman's eyes suddenly lit up. She pulled out a hardcover book with a dark green cover. The gold lettering on the cover had faded, and the cloth along the edges was worn and frayed, yet the book still had an elegance refined by time.

She opened the title page and saw a message written in fountain pen: “To my dearest Emily, Christmas 1847.” It was nearly two hundred years old.

Lin Xiaoman's heart skipped a beat. She was a die-hard Jane Austen fan, especially obsessed with Pride and Prejudice. She had read it over and over more than ten times, and could almost recite every scene and every line of dialogue.

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