Way of Choices

The teacup rested quietly on the table, already cold.

Chen Changsheng sat quietly in his chair without any intention of actively speaking.

As it was then, nothing seems to change.

But in fact, everything has already changed.

The young Taoist priest who was ruined after he first entered Kyoto has become His Majesty the Pope.

Fortunately, as in the past, Xu Shiji was not there, or the scene would be more embarrassing.

Bead curtain touched lightly and made a clear sound, Xu Yourong came out from behind the curtain.

After returning to Shenjiang Mansion, Xu Yourong ignored him and left him in the hall. He went to wash himself.

It seemed very casual, like the black hair scattered casually behind him at this time.

There are a few drops of water in the slightly wet hair, coupled with a clean, dusty, flowery face, it looks very moving.

Chen Changsheng likes the beauty of his fiancee more, and prefers her randomness to herself. She wants to keep watching, but here is Xu House after all, and he still has a lot of things to do.

He stood up and said to Xu Yourong: "Then I will go first."

Xu Yourong was a little surprised and said, "Stop eating?"

This is her home, Chen Changsheng is her fiance, she is very casual with both parties, so this sentence asked naturally, until she noticed some strange atmosphere in the flower hall, she didn't want to understand the reason and couldn't help laughing. Get up and say, "Then let's go."

"I'll pick you up tomorrow." Chen Changsheng said to her.

Then he turned to say goodbye to Mrs. Xu, and did not forget to nod to the mother-in-law and Shuang Er.

Regardless of courtesy or expression, he has nothing to be choked about.

This calmness reminded Mrs. Xu and others of the scene a few years ago.

For these years, nothing seems to have changed for him. Whether it was the young Taoist priest at the time or His Majesty the Pope, he has always been so calm and indifferent towards this world and the people living in this world.

Going out of the palace of God, walking along the humble little river, and soon came to the humble stone arch bridge.

Chen Changsheng walked up to the bridge and did not look back at the mansion's beautiful courtyard as he did a few years ago.

Three years later, he returned to Kyoto. He didn’t go to the palace or the National College of Education. Instead, he came to Xufu for the first time, not because he wanted to do anything, but his fiancee asked him to accompany himself home. simple.

In the past few years, he has been to Xu House twice as a guest. If he wants to say that he raised his eyebrows and exhaled, it didn't.

He and Xu Yourong are still very young, life is still very long, there are many things to do, and there are many places to go.

The past, compared with the future, is really too unimportant.

Then let it pass, or this is the meaning of the past.

Suddenly, snowflakes fell.

Chen Changsheng opened the yellow paper umbrella and disappeared into the crowd.

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Let it pass in the past, this is a very simple sentence, a very simple truth, but not everyone can do it.

Such as Xu Shiji.

After returning to the palace, he heard what happened during the day, his face became very ugly, but in the end he did nothing.

Not even a porcelain wine glass fell.

Because Xu Yourong was resting in the backyard at this time.

The whole Shenjiang Mansion is quiet like a deep mountain and old mountain.

Over the years, Xu Shiji has acknowledged reality, and his status as the Great Zhou Dynasty came entirely from his daughter.

Regardless of whether the Queen of Heaven and Sea is in power or now, it has never changed.

This is a difficult thing to accept, but he can only accept it.

He didn't know how to face his daughter.

Mrs. Xu had no way to forget those things in the past. She was depressed and said, "How could I think that he would become the Pope?"

Xu Shiji said in a deep voice: "So what? After all, it is not my son-in-law of Xu Shiji!"

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"Looking at the light-hearted look of Grandpa's departure, I actually don't know how proud I am."

In the backyard, Shuang Er was standing in front of Xu Yourong holding a bowl of blue lobster meat, and said with some annoyance.

Xu Yourong said softly: "You mentioned it in the letter back then, he was like that at that time. What was he proud of then?"

Shuanger thought for a while and said, "At that time, he...was hypocritical, or hypocritical?"

Xu Yourong raised his head and gave her a light look.

Singer got nervous and quickly said, "Miss, I was wrong."

Xu Yourong asked: "Do you know yourself ******?"

Thinking about her own evaluation of Chen Changsheng was extremely unbearable, thinking that the young lady and the other party have a deep affection, she became more and more nervous, and her voice shook slightly: "I failed to see my aunt's good coming, and also talked about him a lot."

"Your vision is really not good, but how many people could see his goodness?"

Xu Yourong suddenly thought of returning to Kyoto and visiting the National College of Education at night, but he encountered Mo Yu's old thing in his room.

Thinking again that Mo Yu was about to get married, but asked him to come back to be the hostess, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows slightly, thinking she was a man of foresight.

"How good is he?"

Xu Yourong said softly: "I like that no matter what happens to him, even if it is the big horror between life and death, he will never be depressed, and it is not the lethargy after giving up, still focused and persistent, firm and calm."

Shuanger couldn't understand it, but she could hear what she really liked in this sentence, and she couldn't help but stunned.

The marriage between Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong has now been settled, but until now, she still does not think that the young lady really likes Chen Changsheng.

Because in her view, the young lady is as noble and proud and cold as a phoenix, how can she like someone?

At this time, a maidservant came to report, Xu Shiji came.

The courtyard door opened, and a trail appeared on the snow.

The two sat opposite each other, with two precious teacups resting on the table.

Everything is very polite, looks not like father and daughter, but more like guests.

Xu Shiji looked at his daughter and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, and he kept talking.

In the end, he could only care about his diet and leave at will, but he did not conceal his worries before leaving.

Xu Yourong knew what his father wanted to say, or that he wanted to let himself say something to Chen Changsheng.

Just like when he was a child, his father wanted to enter the palace to meet the Queen Mother.

She didn't want to listen, because she was not going to say anything to Chen Changsheng.

This is also very similar to when she was a child. She never wanted to talk to the Queen Mother about these things.

Since Tianfeng's bloodline first awakened and she began to practice, she felt that these things were boring and annoying.

Tonight she felt very annoyed, so she climbed up to the roof against the night snow, carrying her hands on her back and started stargazing.

There is a thick cloud in the night sky, and naturally, you can't see the stars, but she can't isolate her consciousness.

She watched the sea at night, and printed photos with Tuo Wen of Tianshu Tablet.

The wind and snow were slightly chaotic, and the girl in black fell beside Xu Yourong.

The light was a bit dim, but the cinnabar mole on her eyebrows was still bright and eye-catching.

Xu Yourong stared there and glanced twice.

The girl in black was slightly annoyed and said, "Are you so curious?"

Xu Yourong said seriously: "Of course, when I was a kid, I went to Beixinqiao for a year, and I was really going to jump into the well to find you."

The girl in black sneered and said, "Then why haven't I seen you? And you are still alive."

Xu Yourong looked at the snow falling in the night sky and smiled and said, "The lady saved me."

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(The seventh chapter in the fourth volume of the East is about to be called "She". Today this chapter is a sequel to that chapter. My Xu Yourong is a good Xu Yourong, but it is limited to space. My praise to her is easily missed by readers. , So I will try to mention as much as possible. In addition, I like the song "She said" very much, Lin Junjie is still very bullish. I don’t pay much attention to the new singer, I like Zhang Bichen, Wu Mochou and Hua Chenyu. ...Finally, during the night I wrote a chapter called "Sang Sang Sao", which was very well written, and it was the peak of my life.)

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