Chapter 197: The sadness of that young man

The visitor is naturally the son of the Cheng family in Nancheng, Cheng Yusheng.
Nowadays, the only one in Luoyang City is Shanzeye Xiu.
After standing side by side under the eaves with Li Fuyao, Cheng Yusheng asked straightaway: "Miss Ye likes you?"
Li Fuyao was a little surprised, and shook his head, "How can you see it?"
Cheng Yusheng sighed, "I don't know, I hope Miss Ye doesn't like you, but no matter how she looks at it, she won't like me. What do you think about this?"
Li Fuyao breathed out subconsciously, and then looked at the snowman in the courtyard and said, "I think Ye Shengge won't like you, nor me, and she won't even like men in the world."
Cheng Yusheng's pale face became whiter, he said in disbelief, "Miss Ye likes women?"
Li Fuyao resisted the urge to slap him, and said patiently: "I mean it is difficult for a woman like Ye Shengge to make her like someone. You know the Taoism of Shenxieshan. Among the mountains and rivers, among the younger generation, who can match her, in other words, which young person is worthy of her?"
Cheng Yusheng was a little melancholy. Li Fuyao's words were not without reason. His wife was justified. What kind of woman Ye Shengge was? When he didn't know her identity in the past, he could probably regard Ye Shengge as an ordinary woman, but once he knew it. She sinks into the status of the Taoist Mountain, and things after that are really difficult to handle. Even if Ye Shengge shows love, is it possible that the Shenxie Mountain behind her will watch the Taoist love a Shan Ze Ye Xiu?
This is obviously an impossible thing.
What's more, before this, everyone knew that the Taoist species would never like a man of this identity.
Li Fuyao patted Cheng Yusheng on the shoulder, and softly comforted: "I guess she doesn't like you, but she doesn't feel the love of men and women at all. Maybe there is only that road in front of her, and in the end, it may be that place."
Having said that, he pointed his finger at the sky.
Sitting on the cloud is a saint.
A line of swordsmen outside of the Three Sects. For thousands of years, there has only been a female sword fairy who can't reach it. And the saints within the Three Sects have really been a female saint for thousands of years. It has never appeared before, so after knowing that Ye Shengge is a kind of Taoism, the first thing Shen Xieshan thought of was that after Taoism, there might be a woman saint, breaking the saying that there are no women in this world. The female disciple in the teaching is more confident about the road in the future, and even the prestige of Shenxianshan will rise to the next level, but it’s too early to say this, after all, even the one who claims to be closest to the saint’s master Now that they have not taken the last step, the rest are even farther away. Ye Shengge is only too clear, far away from the sea, and there are still several realms to go. This one is not good because it will happen hundreds of years later. Years, if you say it is long or not, it is definitely not short if you say it is short.
Everything in the world is indeterminate. If Li Fuyao became a sword immortal before Ye Shengge, it would be possible.
After all, no one can tell.
Cheng Yusheng walked two steps, sat down on the threshold, and sighed.
Li Fuyao noticed the Luoshui beside him and asked with a smile, "Why, I found Xinhuan so soon?"
Cheng Yusheng patted Luoshui, and whispered: "This thing has dragged me back from the rivers and lakes to Luoyang City. There is also a name dedicated to the Ministry of Justice with this knife. You know, that's it. The kind of person who was severely injured by your sword late."
Li Fuyao nodded, noncommittal.
Cheng Yusheng continued melancholy and said: "In fact, it's not a big deal if you don't agree to this thing. Auntie is in the palace anyway, even if the Cheng family is going to fall, it won't fall anywhere, but his mother's guy told me at the time. Those words made me fascinated without knowing what happened, and finally agreed, saying that you did not make the sword that killed the old guy that night?"
Li Fuyao asked back: "If you had such a sword, would someone beat you up before, and then looked at the other side aggrievedly for so long, before finally remembering a sword and killing him?"
Cheng Yusheng smiled awkwardly and shook his head.
Li Fuyao sighed, "If you say that the senior that night was not a swordsman with a higher level, I would definitely not believe it."
Cheng Yusheng smashed his mouth, "When did we come out of Luoyang City such a number one person, can it be the consecration of the Criminal Ministry? But relying on this place in Luoyang City, it is really hard to say that such a swordsman should stay."
Li Fuyao walked over and sat beside Cheng Yusheng, and smiled: "Don't think about things you can't think of. I think it's important for you to think about whether Ye Shengge might like you now."
Cheng Yusheng snorted and didn't care about it. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Do you have a girl you like? Does that girl like you?"
Li Fuyao was startled when he mentioned this, and then the corners of his mouth were a bit bitter, "It seems to be in the same condition as you. The only thing better than you is that she didn't treat me like Ye Shengge treats you. I still don't know that she likes it. do not like me."
Cheng Yusheng suddenly felt that the brother beside him felt sorry for the same illness.
"Is the woman you like from a big family, or is she a monk on the mountain just like you?"
Li Fuyao said casually: "Monk on the mountain."
Cheng Yusheng then asked: "Is that from the Three Religions or something else?"
Li Fuyao thought for a while, then said: "Similar to you."
Cheng Yusheng smiled and said, "That's okay, there is no big problem, as long as she nods, it must be done."
Li Fuyao smiled bitterly.
Cheng Yusheng sat here with Li Fuyao for a long time, but before Ye Shengge patted his butt, he got up and limply walked out of the small courtyard. He finally waved to Li Fuyao, saying that he would have the opportunity to drink together in the future. What's the matter, after drinking the wine, it's gone.
Li Fuyao smiled without saying a word, watching the confused Cheng Yu's voice leave.
He was the only one left in the small courtyard. He looked melancholy at the wind and snow in the courtyard.
When I am alone, I can only think about it when my mind is in a mess.
I, Li Fuyao, can see mountains and rivers, but I can’t see you alone.
From here on, I will go all the way north from here, through mountains and water, through day and night, and see you somewhere. Then you can say anything and everything, but you must not turn your head and leave.
I can accept your disappointment, but I certainly cannot accept your indifference.
Girl Qinghuai, after all, I still miss you.
Girl Qinghuai, I still want to ask you, what should I do about this matter?
What can I do to feel at ease?