"I don't want you to worry about it, and I don't understand your weird words."
"Stop being willful. Listen to me, you should go find a girl and start a family. In the future, boys your age will already get married or have children, and you will do the same."
The reason why I told him this was because I secretly made a decision in my heart. I would find an opportunity to see Dorgon and get the flute back. Then I could go home.
When I leave here, I have no regrets.
The only person I can't worry about is Hua Wuxie, a stubborn boy. I'm really worried about him, so worried about him...
So I really want to do my best to persuade him and let him let go of those fetters and heavy thoughts;
This can be considered as a friend with him.
"Getting married?"
He smiled bitterly, "Who do I want to marry? You?"
Suddenly, there was a special kind of light in his eyes, "Actually, you have always looked down on me. Will you marry me? How can a commoner like me, who has nothing, be worthy of you, an official lady? Answer me."
"It's funny, the person you want to marry is not me. Why do you want me to answer you?"
What is this all about? It seems to be a bit off topic, "Isn't your home in the capital? You can go home and ask your family to arrange a marriage for you. You can also go back to the mountains and continue to learn skills from your master."
"Why do you decide my life for me?" With a roar, he turned and left angrily.
"Hey, hey..." I hurriedly caught up.
But this guy walks so fast, I can't even catch up with him even when I'm running.
…
Alas, let's count, this is the first time I have angered him? I can't remember.
Forget it, I don’t think about it too much. He treats his good intentions as a wolf-hearted thing, and I can’t be a lowly person asking for trouble.
Hua Wuxie and I returned to the Confucius Mansion with anger in our hearts, and then walked back to our bedrooms.
After a while, Kong Youci came to see me.
She stood in front of me, her face looked very bad, she didn't speak, and a dull atmosphere flowed between me and her.
I spoke first, "What happened?"
She still didn't speak, as if she was worried.
I guessed, "Did tonight's banquet not go well? Did those rich people refuse to attend?"