Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 427 - 5 The Youthful Love of This Era

The image of a young girl holding an umbrella in the rain was beautiful.

But it was not so beautiful when the average daily rainfall reached 100 mm.

Li Mumu and Jiang Yinyin sat atop the bookstore counter, with a river raging beneath their feet.

It was fortunate that Tianmen City was adjacent to the sea outlet. The water came quickly and left quickly. Had it been an inland city, such rainfall could have drowned someone alive.

The bookstore owner’s face looked as pale as a dead man, probably harboring thoughts of hanging himself at that moment.

Anyway, he still had some of his wealth to salvage and would not end up so bankrupt that he couldn’t even save his underpants, which was much luckier than the corpse that had just floated past on the street.

"Historical records never documented such a great flood..."

"A prince without virtue, hens crowing at dawn, the inversion of yin and yang, the collapse of propriety and music, such are warnings from heaven, signs of great misfortune."

Two Old Masters sat on the stairs, heaving sighs of despair.

A person beside them couldn’t bear listening and blurted out, "Isn’t Tianmen like this every year?"

Upon hearing this, the Old Masters instantly snapped, "Ignorant child, clueless fool! Can you compare the rains of previous years to what’s happening now? Look outside, the heavens have even broken open!"

"There was even a bigger storm a few years back, I recall houses being washed away."

"That was because the Evil Dragon occupied Tianmen, causing a shift in Feng Shui, disturbing the seasons..."

"And now?"

"Now, the Evil Dragon has left, the land and sky collapsing, yin and yang in disarray..."

"So it turns out Zhu Bajie is looking in a mirror, it’s all about you both inside and out!"

Under the relentless storm, people inevitably felt melancholic, and when discontent, prone to sarcasm and incessant quips.

One enduring topic among the people was to criticize the President.

In the past, criticizing the Emperor meant a death sentence, or even the execution of one’s entire family.

Not anymore, now there was freedom of speech.

Additionally, many old Confucian scholars who had spent their lives studying classic texts were ousted from court, cast aside like worthless garbage. If they couldn’t even dare to curse the President a few times, then they had nothing left, not even their last shred of dignity.

"Miss, miss, look!"

Jiang Yinyin found a romance novel on the shelf and handed it to Li Mumu like she was presenting a treasure.

These days, there weren’t only romance novels but even science fiction novels. Novelists, belonging to one of the Hundred Schools of Thought, have persisted from the Spring and Autumn Warring States period to the present, maintaining a tenacious vitality. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Generally speaking, they dared to write anything that wasn’t banned by the Governmental Office.

Yet, to the Old Masters, such works were Filthy Substances that couldn’t grace the halls of elegance. Initially pleased by the quiet and modest appearance of the two young ladies, they were immensely disappointed upon seeing them pick up such lowly books.

His own sons must never marry such frivolous women.

Li Mumu, on the other hand, didn’t care much about the gazes of others. She picked up the novel, flipped through it, and couldn’t help but mentally applaud it.

Tianmen City had incorporated Western education for many years; its cultural thoughts had always been relatively open, filled with a variety of newspapers and magazines, allowing creators to think without constraints, and to write anything they dared imagine.

Past romance novels generally featured scholars with young ladies, scholars with courtesans, scholars with female ghosts... after all, scholars were the main consumer group, and the male protagonists were naturally scholars.

Current romance novels look much better, preserving the charm of classical literature without mixing in the trite clichés of later generations, creating a unique flavor.

This book tells the story of a pair of childhood sweethearts, young students, forcibly separated by a tyrannical landlord. The male protagonist, with the help of like-minded friends, rescues the fifteen-year-old female childhood sweetheart who had been forcefully taken as the fifth concubine by a fifty-year-old landlord, and along the way burns down the landlord’s eight hundred acres of opium fields. The two then flee together to the North to join the army.

It’s said to be adapted from a true story from more than twenty years ago, and at the time it was even banned in Guangdong Province, prohibited from distribution and circulation.

Such a beautiful and innocent love story, Li Mumu flipped directly to the end to take a peek at the conclusion, and couldn’t help but sigh in her heart. The landlord was burned to death, and the poor boy really did escape with the girl he loved.

Completely devoid of any landlord concubine backyard fight drama, original family suffering, newlywed bride running off pregnant, and tyrannical president chasing his wife to the crematorium elements, this would flop catastrophically if it were on the future internet networks.

"Miss..."

"Yes?"

Li Mumu turned her head and saw Jiang Yinyin approaching her with a curious gaze, whispering, "Miss, are you really in a relationship with Wang Yunxiao?"

"???"

Li Mumu, confused, asked, "How did you come to that conclusion?"

"I feel that you treat him differently compared to others."

"If I treated everyone the same, that would be the problem."

Li Mumu earnestly instructed her maid, "People have different values; some people just get along well and can have fun together. That’s not called being in a relationship, it’s just normal interaction, understand?"

"Normal... interaction?"

"Please read that together, do not cause any misunderstandings."

Li Mumu glanced at Jiang Yinyin sideways, "Besides, do you even know what being in a relationship means? Sneaking a read of two novels and you think you understand?"

"What’s there not to understand, it’s just being with a boy you like! Do you think you understand better?"

Jiang Yinyin looked unconvinced; in her eyes, her own young mistress, who always kept herself clean from worldly dust, definitely didn’t understand as much as she did.

Li Mumu sneered, "When I was studying abroad, those foreign young masters and ladies were incredibly open; what makes you think I don’t understand?"

Jiang Yinyin was dumbfounded, "Then, young mistress, you also..."

"Ahem... I was talking about the foreigners; even if I haven’t experienced it myself, I’ve witnessed it."

Li Mumu reached out and tapped Jiang Yinyin on the head, "Listen, there’s really no difference between humans and animals in this aspect. The kind of love you understand is actually just heat. When your body grows enough to be able to reproduce, a hormone in your brain starts to secret, urging you to find a partner to reproduce with."

"Reproduction is the first principle of biological survival, so under the influence of this hormone, your intellect and IQ are affected, and when you see the opposite sex, the only standard you have is whether they can reproduce healthy offspring, ignoring other disadvantages."

Jiang Yinyin listened, dumbfounded.

"So what I’m saying is that it’s not love; it’s just a physiological urge."

Li Mumu declared solemnly, "When that hormone fades, if you find that he has taken an important place in your life, one that you cannot ignore or forget, and you can even tolerate his faults and shortcomings, then that’s what we call love."