"Sir, I am Cai'er."
"Young Master, please come here."
A sentence of introduction, a sentence of guidance, and no unnecessary nonsense. This is a smart person.
What's yours is yours. If you can't ask for it, your status will be lowered.
Besides, it's not over yet. Don't rush it. If the intention is too obvious, it will arouse people's bad feelings.
As the two of them went upstairs, the box this time was much larger than the last time.
At this time, the topic that came to my door came.
"Shall I show you this private room No. [-]?"
Yi Jue nodded obediently.
The two of them chatted wordlessly.
Not long after, the matchmaker hadn't arrived yet, and the food and wine were passed around and arranged. The portions were small and very delicate, and there was also a jug of fine wine.
Literally, pretty wine.
The wine pot is made of silverware, with various exquisite patterns and carvings on it. It is a big ice wind with a colorful phoenix flying. The spout is slender and exquisite, exuding a strong luxurious and stylish temperament.
The wine glass is a small shallow cup with two coins. It is the same style as the wine pot, but has handles made of two small dragons holding beads on the sides of the ears. The reason why the wine in the cup caught Yi Jue's attention is because it looks good.
The silver wine glass contained dark blue wine, and there were faint stars twinkling, as if the stars were contained in the wine glass.
Cai'er filled a glass for Yi Jue and was just about to explain when someone came to the door, four beautiful beauties.
Compared with them, Cai'er was inferior in terms of appearance alone.
Moreover, these girls are obviously not in the same league as Cai'er. It is revealed between the lines that they play different things from us.
Yi Jue took a quick look and walked directly in front of the second person.
She doesn't look young, on the contrary, she is a little mature, a little gentle, but there is a little sharpness between her eyebrows.
This is a young girl with an authentic and gentle character, but also a stubbornness that is unique to young people and does not match their fate.
Yes, this is the group of people that the matchmaker found.
They are young and have their own characteristics, and they express their youthful characteristics in different ways. What works very well is that Yi Jue seems to be attracted to them.
"What's your name?"
"You can call me sister Yangxue."
"No, from now on, your name is Tian'er, my sister Tian'er, do you understand?"
"Since my brother has made such a request, even though my sister has objections, she can only obey him once."
In just a few words, everyone else left.
Cai'er also quietly backed out and closed the door.
"What, Xiaonizi? No idea?"
"Why not? I just know that there is no chance this time. The next time, the next time will definitely be mine."
The matchmaker tapped Cai'er's forehead with her index finger, and said with an irony, "Is he really that good? Better than anything you have experienced before?"
"Sister, stop talking, my legs will get weak if you keep talking."
After saying that, he ignored the matchmaker and ran away staggeringly. However, the matchmaker's face turned red and she didn't know what she was thinking of.
On the other side, there was another scene in the room.
Yes, Yi Jue's first love was Nangong Wan, but when it comes to the feelings that may be hidden in the young man's heart, when he saw this gentle but fierce girl, his heart was severely touched. For a moment.
In his carefree days when he was young, when he was still mentally young, but physically too young and the things he did were still childish, there was a figure quietly hidden by him. Deep in my heart.
Easy to double spiritual root with metal and water attributes.
A gentle girl who uses two swords and is very crazy when fighting, she is a woman who gave Yi Jue's childhood a different color.
Perhaps, that was the first love in his memory, when he saw this kind of temperament.
The two just chatted briefly, with Yang Xue talking most of the time, and Yi Jue simply listening, because in the final analysis, he and Yi Tian were far from familiar enough to be Taoist companions, and even Yi Tian He just regards him as a younger brother.
However, there are exceptions to everything.
This Yang Xue is such a thoughtful person.
There are not many women in Langyuan who are good.
"Has your brother been having a hard time these past few years?"
"bitter."
"But it must not be as hard as my sister's life. Do you want to hear how hard my sister's life has been over the years?"
"My sister once searched for the value of existence, the true meaning of happiness, and what true love looks like, and finally ended up in this situation."
"Brother, I think I look like an old friend of yours."
"Then she must have suffered a lot, and she must have suffered alone."
"Why are you so sure?"
Yi Jue couldn't help but interject.
"Because this old friend of yours, like my sister, is a naturally strong person."
"If a woman wants to be strong, she must be able to endure a lot of hardships that you cannot endure."
"I have a good face, but this face is a troublemaker. I don't know how much trouble it has caused me."
"You worked hard, but in the end, most of the credit will be shared by this face."
. . .
Yi Jue listened quietly like this for a long, long time.
There seems to be endless wine in the pot, and the beauty opposite seems to have endless words to say.
Yi Jue has always been able to maintain the situation politely, and sometimes even seems to have nothing to say, maintaining basic decency.
But today, he is just a quiet listener.
It seemed that the person in front of him was really not Yang Xue, but the real Yi Tian, sitting in front of him, telling her bitterness and difficulties, her exhaustion, and her story.
Yi Jue suddenly wanted to go home.
He missed his Wang Ke'er, his mother Shu Ling'er, Yi Tian, and that bamboo house.
Memories are always beautiful, but there are too many beautifications in them. That is our memory lying to ourselves.
Even though he is cultivating immortality, the clarity of his memories is naturally different from before, but some memories are also involuntarily beautified.
For example, the real Yi Tian is definitely not as beautiful as Yang Xue.
The real Yi Tian can't say such refreshing words. Just listening to it makes you feel a kind of enjoyment.
But that is the best part of our memories.
That day, Yi Jue didn't come out for a long time, and Yang Xue never came out again. When the matchmaker finally came in, the entire Tianzi No. [-] box was in a mess. The wine on the table was gone, and there was a storage bag and a jade. The talisman is placed on the table.
"There are three thousand spiritual stones in the storage bag. Miss Yangxue, I took them away. From now on, I will have nothing to do with you, Zuiyue Tower."
The matchmaker clicked on the spiritual stone, smiled, accepted it, and smiled at Cai'er who was following her.
"That enemy of yours will never come back again." (End of Chapter)