Fighter of the Destiny

(The previous chapter was called Asking for Leave with a Raise of Hands. This is the name of the chapter. It is not really asking for leave... No classmates really thought I was asking for leave and then got angry. Fortunately, I caught up and did not modify this chapter.)

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Tang Sanliu raised his hands very low, his head was also very low, and his voice was actually very low.

Even though I couldn't see his face, I could still imagine how embarrassed he must be.

The crowd parted like a tide. No matter how embarrassed he was, as a well-known friend of Chen Changsheng, especially as the director of the National Education Academy, and Su Moyu and Xuanyuan Po both looked away with great persistence, he He could only walk forward until he reached His Majesty the Pope.

Mao Qiuyu's face looked a little ugly, and she resisted reprimanding him.

His Majesty the Pope's expression was very calm, and he handed the scepter into his hand.

The divine staff was not as heavy as people imagined, but Tang Sanliu felt that it was as heavy as a mountain, and he could hardly bear it, so he knelt down and saluted on Chen Changsheng's behalf.

He lowered his head and could feel the glances cast from all directions. Some of them were surprised, some were disdainful, some were gratifying, and most were hostile, sharp as swords.

He felt that he was innocent, so he was very angry. He followed Mao Qiuyu's instructions and said words such as gratitude, but he kept swearing in his heart.

Those curse words were naturally directed at Chen Changsheng, who was unknown where he was at this time.

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The snow is falling more and more heavily, there are no pedestrians in the streets and alleys, and there are lights in the alleys that are constantly lit.

Chen Changsheng had been standing on Fusui Road for a long time, looking at the sky and sighing in his heart.

Snow clouds cover the sun, and Kyoto is a little dim. It can only be vaguely judged from the brightness that the sun is moving towards the west and is about to sink.

The time written on the note is dusk, but the world in dusk is often a bit blurry. Dusk itself is a vague concept. There will always be half an hour from when the sun starts to set until it completely sinks below the horizon. So now Is it still dusk?

Did he arrive too early? Or is she really not coming?

He thought that if she hadn't come when it was dark, then he would leave.

At this moment, a loud sound came from the distance, vaguely coming from the direction of leaving the palace. He didn't know what happened at all, let alone that it was related to him. He rubbed his hands in the wind and snow and looked at the palace for a moment. In the direction of Dongyu Shenjiang's Mansion, he looked in the direction.

There is a problem with his meridians, and the amount of real energy he can output is insufficient. However, the amount of real energy in his body is actually very abundant, and he is not afraid of the cold at all. The reason why he keeps rubbing his hands and occasionally stamping his feet is completely Mood problems.

The sky was getting darker and it was really getting dark, and he gave up all hope.

At this moment, a voice sounded some distance behind him.

"Why are you standing here?"

Hearing this voice, his body stiffened slightly. He turned around and saw a man holding an umbrella walking slowly in the alley behind him.

The umbrella looked a little old and strange. It isolated the under the umbrella in the dim light, making it difficult to see clearly under the umbrella. Ordinary people might not even be able to see it at all.

But Chen Changsheng could, because he was very familiar with this umbrella. This umbrella should have been his. Of course, this umbrella was a yellow paper umbrella.

Like a fallen leaf in the snow, the yellow paper umbrella slowly came to him, then leaned back slightly, revealing Xu Yourong's face.

That face is difficult to describe in words and can only be described with the cliché word perfect.

Looking at this extremely beautiful and indeed unfamiliar face, Chen Changsheng was a little nervous and a little distracted.

He looked into her eyes, found the familiar tranquility and indifference, and finally relaxed.

He was familiar with her voice and her eyes. Once their eyes met, they were no longer unfamiliar, and they seemed to be back in Zhou Garden again.

We live and die together all the way, we stay together day and night, we sit and discuss the truth, we rise to meet the enemy, we remain as old as before, and we grow old together.

Tilt the umbrella and it will be the same.

But why should we talk about growing old now?

Chen Changsheng felt embarrassed when he suddenly remembered these words.

He didn't know at this time that there was someone in the palace who was even more embarrassed than him.

"Why are you standing here? Didn't you agree to eat bean curd fish?"

Different from Chen Changsheng's current nervousness, Xu Yourong always knew it was him, and dozens of days were enough for her to calm down. Moreover, they really spent too much time together in Zhouyuan. When she saw him, she really couldn't feel strange, let alone show any sense of distance.

"...I searched the alley twice before, but I couldn't find the tofu fish you mentioned." Chen Changsheng said.

Xu Yourong was startled, looked into the alley, and said with some regret: "I haven't been back for three years, and it's gone. The fish at that place is really good."

"How...did you come over there?" Chen Changsheng asked, pointing to the alley where she came from.

That street and alley was not the way from the Imperial Palace, nor the way from Dongyu Shenjiang's Mansion, so he didn't notice it.

"I went to the little orange garden and waited for a while, but Mo Yu... didn't come back, so I just came over and it was a little late."

When saying this, Xu Yourong blinked her eyelashes slightly, lowered her gaze slightly, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

Before going to the appointment, she suddenly remembered that this was her first... private meeting with Chen Changsheng, Zhou Yuanli was certainly not included. She suddenly felt a little shy, and thought that she had taken the initiative to make the invitation on the Naihe Bridge. , I didn’t want to be thought of, so I suddenly thought of taking Mo Yu with me.

Who knew Mo Yu wasn't here.

She didn't know whether to feel regretful or grateful.

In short, these things are much more complicated for her than interpreting the Heavenly Book Stele.

The sky was too dark, and Chen Changsheng didn't see her expression. He was very slow in this regard. Of course, he couldn't think of why she went to the small orange garden to find Mo Yu. He just thought that the purpose of today was to make an appointment for dinner. He was a little unsure and asked. He said: "How about eating something else in the alley, or... go somewhere else?"

"Just right here."

Xu Yourong handed over the umbrella handle.

Chen Changsheng took it naturally.

No words are needed, not even glances are needed, the action of passing the umbrella to and receiving it is very natural, as if it has been done countless times.

Because they had indeed done this action countless times in Zhou Garden - on the grassland where the sun never sets, when they met monsters, when they were in a hurry, most of the time, she was on his back with the umbrella. In her hand, when she was tired, she would hand the umbrella to him.

Chen Changsheng held an umbrella and walked side by side with her into the snowy alley.

Time changes things in the world no faster than water, but it is very easy to change a restaurant on a street.

The most famous thing on Fusui Road is no longer the tofu croaker, but the iron pot stewed with bones.

In a short alley, there are five iron pot bone stew shops. The signs outside all say "Authentic Qi Shi Big Bones", but I don't know which one is the real one.

The hot mist from the iron pot overflows from those restaurants, mixed with the rich aroma of meat, which is extremely tempting in the cold winter.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were not afraid of the cold, but they also yearned for this feeling. They looked for a house that was a little cleaner and walked in.

The iron pot used to stew bones is a kang pot. After the thick cotton curtain is opened, a wave of heat comes oncoming.

Today's business was a bit deserted. In the usually very busy shop, there was only one Kang table with customers. The guests in this situation were naturally real diners. They were all focused on the delicious meat and bones and drinks, and did not even notice a young man and woman entering.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong walked to the very back. Before they could sit down, they heard a fierce quarrel suddenly coming from behind them.

A diner placed the wine bowl heavily on the table and said angrily: "Miss Yourong beat that Chen Changsheng like a dog, how could she lose!"

Another diner sneered and said, "Then why did Miss Yourong admit defeat?"

The diner's face turned red and she choked out a sentence: "...it was because she couldn't remember her old relationship. She thought that Chen Changsheng was once her fiancé after all, so she showed mercy."

The boss heard the quarrel in the back kitchen and hurried over to smooth things over. After finally calming down the guests, he saw two new guests arriving in the shadows in the corner. The young man and woman did not sit down, and the atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. He couldn't help but feel strange, thinking that if others were quarreling, what does it have to do with you?