A Guide to Rehabilitation of Broken Love in the Cultivation World

Chapter 16

Halfway through, I was already starting to regret it.

On the one hand, I just fell out of love, so I'm not really suitable to go to such a lively place. The joy of being in close contact with the crowd will only make me look more pathetic.

In addition, what happened last night was such a big deal, and now I have been completely reduced to the laughing stock of the entire Qingyun Sect, even if everyone at the party tonight is Luo Xiufeng's disciples, this is obviously not a good time to show my face.

And to be honest, I really don't have much interest in such things as family reunions.

But on the other hand, at this moment, I am extremely afraid of being alone, and urgently need some human voices and movements to cheer me up.

In this repeated hesitation, I have already reached the door of the Zhuangyuan Building.

Looking at the shadow lamp of the mountain building in front of me, I gave my heart a sigh of relief.

If it comes, it will be safe, anyway, the worst thing that will happen next is nothing more than being ridiculed from head to toe. Compared with losing Susu, this blow is not painful to me at all .

I followed Xiaoer upstairs and walked all the way to Songtao Pavilion, when I heard the sound of talking and laughing from the crack of the door.

After taking a deep breath, I stretched out my hand and pushed open the door in front of me, and the conversation inside stopped abruptly.

Several eyes fell on me.

However, the expected ridicule and reprimand did not come as expected. Everyone just looked at me, nodded at me slightly, and after greeting me, they turned their heads and continued the previous topic with the other people around them.

Only the elder brother stood up and said to me, "Xiao Tian, ​​we heard that you were broken in love, we thought you would not come tonight."

I opened my mouth, but before I could say anything, the elder brother patted me on the shoulder again, and comforted me, "It's okay, it's okay, the old one doesn't go and the new one doesn't come, sit down quickly, you can't do it this time." It’s a blessing in disguise.”

"how to say?"

The elder brother pointed to a jade plate in front of me and said, "Kirin meat in wine and vinegar, have you never eaten it, and this dry-fried little yellow dragon, carved longevity fruit... Oh, by the way, don't miss the highlight of tonight , the signature dish of Zhuangyuan Building - Sizhai Steamed Goose Heart.

"It's very difficult to order this dish. Zhuangyuan Building only sells ten copies a month. It is said that many Jindan monks can't eat it if they want to eat it. We are all thanks to your second senior brother this time. Otherwise, how could there be such a dish?" Wait for the blessing."

"It's a trivial matter, it's not worth mentioning." The second senior brother waved his hand, "Everyone is open to eat tonight, it's not enough for the kitchen to add more."

"It's too arrogant!" The elder brother immediately raised the wine glass in front of him and said excitedly, "Just for this sentence, I, Wei, have to toast you again no matter what. Qian Lingshi, it’s been my living expenses for several years.”

"More than that, it should be tens of thousands. The Zhuangyuan Building itself is the best restaurant in the small mountain area. The price of the dishes has always been ridiculously expensive. The four-vegetarian steamed goose heart alone costs seven thousand spirit stones." The little brother said while eating.

"My dear..." The elder brother took a deep breath, rubbed his chest exaggeratedly and said, "Fortunately, I was prepared, but I didn't even eat breakfast this morning, I was empty stomach just for tonight If you can eat more, Xiaotian, don’t just look at it, move your chopsticks, let’s beat the local tyrants together, hahahaha, I’ll take this cup, second brother, you can do whatever you want.”

After he finished speaking, he raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

The second senior brother said that it was not worth mentioning, and took a sip from his wine glass. After that, the senior senior brother personally picked up the jug and bent down to refill him.

The previous lively atmosphere was restored in the house, everyone was talking and laughing, and everything was the same as when I didn't come in.

It wasn't until then that I realized that I wasn't the only one who wasn't interested in tonight's party, but that everyone else at the party felt the same way about me.

In their eyes, there is no difference between me and the carved radish in the center of that plate of steamed goose heart.

No, no, the carved radish can at least serve as a decoration, and I am completely transparent in this room, like a splash of soup on the tablecloth or a speck of dust on the window sill .

No one noticed at all.Except for the first brother who said something polite to me before, the others laughed at me lazily.

But I can't complain.

Because this is my own choice, how you treat others on weekdays, others will naturally treat you in the same way.

I silently picked up the chopsticks and took a piece of goose heart.

　Suddenly I remembered "Your Lie in April". In fact, "April" is a very clichéd story, but the psychological description in it is indeed very delicate.It's amazing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)