Way of Choices

(The previous chapter called asking for leave to raise a hand. This is the chapter name, not really asking for leave... No student would really think that I was asking for leave, and then I was angry, so I caught up, and did not modify this chapter.)

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Tang 36 raised his hands very low, his head very low, and his voice was actually very low.

Although he couldn't see his face, he could imagine how embarrassing he should be.

The crowd is divided like a tide, no matter how embarrassing he is, as a world-famous friend of Chen Changsheng, especially with the status of director of the National College of Education, plus Su Moyu and Xuan Yuanbo, they insisted not to go too far. He could only walk forward until he came to His Majesty the Pope.

Mao Qiuyu's face was a bit ugly, and he didn't rebuke him by holding on.

The look of His Majesty the Pope was calm, and he took the wand in his hand.

The scepter is not as heavy as people think, but Tang Thirty-six felt that it was as heavy as a mountain, and could not even bear it.

With his head down, he could also feel the gaze cast everywhere. Some gazes were astonishing, some were disdainful, some were gratifying, and more were hostile, like a sword.

He felt very innocent, so he was very annoyed. According to Mao Qiuyu's instructions, he said words like gratitude, but he kept scolding swear words in his heart.

Those swear words were naturally scolded to Chen Changsheng who didn't know where at this time.

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The snow is getting bigger and bigger, there are no pedestrians in the streets and alleys, and there are lights in the alleys constantly being lit.

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

The snow covered the sun, and Kyoto was a little dim, only to be vaguely able to tell from the brightness that the sun was moving westward, about to sink.

The time written on the note is twilight, but the world in twilight is often a bit fuzzy. Dusk itself is a vague concept. The sun will always be half an hour from the beginning of the setting to the full setting below the horizon, so now Is it still dusk?

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

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

Just then, there was a big voice from afar, vaguely from the direction of the palace, he didn't know what happened, and he didn't even know that it was related to himself. He rubbed his hands in the wind and snow, and once he saw the palace coming Direction, take a look at the direction of Dong Yushen Jiangfu.

He has a problem with his meridians, and the number of truth elements that he can output is insufficient, but the number of truth elements in his body is actually very abundant, and he will not be afraid of the cold at all. Mood problems.

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

Just then, a voice rang a little far behind him.

"How do you stand here?"

Hearing this sound, his body stiffened and turned to look around, only to see an umbrella supporter walking slowly in the back alley.

The umbrella looked a little old and seemed strange. It was isolated under dim light. It was difficult to see clearly under the umbrella. Ordinary people might not even see it at all.

But Chen Changsheng can, because he is very familiar with this umbrella, this umbrella should be his, this umbrella is of course a yellow paper umbrella.

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

That face, which is difficult to describe in words, can only be vulgarly described by perfect words.

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

He looked into her eyes and found the familiar serenity, before finally relaxing.

He was familiar with her voice and her eyes, and the sight met once, the stranger no longer, the two seemed to return to Zhou Yuan again.

Living together and dying all the way, companionship day and night, sitting and talking, rising to meet the enemy, cover up as usual, Baishou to old.

Tilting the umbrella, as it is.

But why do we have to say it now?

Chen Changsheng felt embarrassed that he suddenly remembered these words.

He didn't know that at this time, there was a person in the divorce who was even more embarrassed than him.

"Why are you standing here? Didn't you say it's better to eat Douhua?"

Unlike Chen Changsheng's current tension, Xu Yourong has always known that he is him, and she has been calm for ten days. Moreover, they really spent too much time in Zhou Yuan. She saw him, she really had no way to feel strange, nor could she show any sense of distance.

"...I went into the alley and searched twice, but I didn't find the Douyu you said." Chen Changsheng said.

Xu Yourong was stunned, looking into the alley, and said with some regrets: "If I haven't returned in three years, I will be gone. The fish in that family is really good."

"Why... did you come from there?" Chen Changsheng asked, pointing to the alley when she came.

That street is not the road from the palace, nor the road from the Eastern Imperial Palace, so he didn't find out.

"I went to the small orange garden and waited for a while, Mo Yu... I didn't come back, I just came here, a little late."

When saying this, Xu Yourong's eyelashes blinked slightly, his eyes were slightly lower, and his cheeks were slightly flushed.

Before going to the appointment, she suddenly remembered that this was the first time she had met with Chen Changsheng... privately, of course, Zhou Yuan couldn’t count, suddenly felt a little shy, and thought that it was an invitation made by herself on the Nahe Bridge. , Do not want to be felt, so I wanted to take Mo Yu with me temporarily.

Who knows that Mo Yu is not here.

She didn't know whether she should feel sorry or happy.

In short, these things are much more complicated for her than reading Tianshu Tablet.

The sky was too dim, and Chen Changsheng didn't see her expression. He was very slow in this regard. Of course, she couldn't think why she went to Xiaoyuyuan to find Mo Yu. She only thought that today's purpose is to have an appointment. Tao: "Otherwise eat something else in the alley, or... go somewhere else?"

"Just here."

Xu Yourong passed the umbrella handle.

Chen Changsheng took it naturally.

No words are needed, not even eyes. The movement of handing over the umbrella is natural, as if it has been done countless times.

Because, this action they did indeed countless times in Zhou Yuan-in the sunless grassland, when encountering monsters, and rushing to the road, most of the time, she was on his back, the umbrella was In her hand, when she was tired, she would give him the umbrella.

Holding the umbrella, Chen Changsheng walked side by side with her to the alley in the snow.

Time can change the speed of things in the world or not much faster than running water, but it is very easy to change the restaurant on a street.

Fusui Road is now best known not as Dou Yu, but as a stewed bone in an iron pan.

In the short alley, there are five iron pot stewed bones, and the outside is covered with authentic Qi city bones. I don’t know which one is true.

The hot mist from the iron pan overflowed from those wine houses, mixed with those very rich meat aromas, which was very tempting in the cold winter.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong are not afraid of the wind and cold, but they are also yearning for this feeling, looking for a family looking at something cleaner, and walked in.

The iron pot stew bones are all on the kang pot. After the thick cotton curtain is lifted, there is a heat wave on the face.

Today's business is a bit deserted. In the extremely lively shop on weekdays, there is only one Kang table with guests. In this case, the guests are naturally the real diners, and their attention is all on those fragrant bones and wine, and they have not noticed that a young couple has come in.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong walked to the innermost position, and before they were seated, they heard a fierce quarrel from behind him.

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

Another diner sneered and said, "Why did Miss Rong admit defeat?"

The diner's suffocated face turned red, and he said, "...that's her unforgettable love, thinking that Chen Changsheng used to be his fiancé after all, so he showed mercy."

The boss listened to the quarrel in the back kitchen and hurried over to play the round. Finally, he comforted the guests and saw two new guests in the shadow of the corner. The young men and women did not sit down, and the atmosphere seemed a little embarrassing. He couldn't help feeling strange, thinking of others arguing. What's your business?

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