"I don't have any opinion. I neither like it nor hate it." Xia Qingchen said matter-of-factly.
Xia Yuan said: "Although Churan, this child, is a little bit like the trend, her nature is not bad, and she is deeply devoted to you. Why don't you marry her."
At the family banquet that day, it was Zhao Churan who reminded him to return to the mansion quickly.
It shows that she is actually not a bad person.
In addition to her rare beauty and good looks, and being a cousin, Xia Yuan was quite satisfied with marrying Xia Qingchen.
For the past few months, my aunt has been living in the Xia Mansion and has been trying to find a way to arrange the marriage between Xia Qingchen and Zhao Churan.
It's just that Xia Yuan didn't make the decision alone and wanted to ask Xia Qingchen what he meant.
Xia Qingchen shook his head: "I only marry the person I like, not my cousin."
Relationships can never be compromised, let alone marriage.
Reluctantly staying together will only delay Zhao Churan.
"Okay, then I can only refuse your aunt." Xia Yuan said.
The father and son turned around to go back to the mansion, but met Zhao Churan hiding at the door.
It turned out that she was also following behind, watching the temple people leave.
It happened that Xia Qingchen came back, and she had already heard what he said.
At this time, she bit her red lips slightly, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. When she met Xia Qingchen's gaze, she forced a smile: "My cousin is... back."
But in the end, I still couldn't help the sadness in my heart, choked with sobs, and my eyes slipped.
Then he covered his cheeks, turned around and ran away.
She lived in Xia Mansion for half a year, missing her every day and waiting silently. Didn't she just hope to talk to Xia Qingchen?
However, from beginning to end, she only met Xia Qingchen twice.
During this meeting, I accidentally overheard his inner thoughts. How can I endure the cruelty of the gap between desire and reality?
Naturally, sadness arose in my heart.
"Hey!" Xia Yuan sighed softly: "Churan doesn't seem to just admire your talent for you."
He was someone who had been there, and he could see that Zhao Churan's feelings towards Xia Qingchen were not because of his current prosperity.
But the roots of love have been planted.
I don’t know where the love started, but it goes deeper and deeper.
Probably, this is how Zhao Churan feels now.
Unknowingly, in ignorance, a sour fruit has been born in my heart.
Xia Qingchen was silent and shook his head slightly.
He still couldn't accept Zhao Churan.
The image he had when he first met her was deeply ingrained in his mind and could not be changed.
He couldn't like Zhao Churan like this.
After resting at home for one night, Xia Qingchen prepared to return to Wuge the next day.
As soon as he left the house, his father walked over quickly and received a letter with a sad expression on his face: "Churan and your aunt took a boat back to the imperial capital overnight."
Maybe Zhao Churan is heartbroken?
Xia Qingchen opened the letter and found only three vague words on it.
It was caused by tears dripping and soaking.
Recognizing the vague words "I'm sorry", Xia Qingchen's heart felt complicated.
One glance and three words revealed the regret in Zhao Churan's heart.
If time could go back again, she would definitely not treat him with contempt like when they first met, right?
"Why bother? Isn't it good that you hate me and ignore me as always?" Xia Qingchen sighed softly.
No matter how sharp the edge of the peerless magic weapon is, it cannot hurt the heart as much as the word love.
"This "Walking in the Snow in Search of Plum Blossoms" should be sent to her by my father as a reward for giving you guidance at her family banquet." Xia Qingchen took out the "Walking in the Snow in Search of Plum Blossoms" written last night from his sleeve.
He remembered that in Ghost Crying Forest, his cousin was very envious of Xia Qilin for getting the fragment of "Walking in the Snow in Search of Plum Blossoms".
Now I am giving you a complete set of "Walking in the Snow in Search of Plum Blossoms", which is a kind of kindness.
Putting down the letter, Xia Qingchen returned to Wuge.
Holding the token, go to the office of the senior tutors and find Zheng Fengrui, the Class A tutor who is responsible for leading the way.
"Are you Xia Qingchen? Well, you are a very talented person." Zheng Fengrui had already received Qin Lin's request to take care of Xia Qingchen along the way.
Xia Qingchen said politely: "Teacher Zheng, thank you for the award."
Zheng Fengrui nodded nonchalantly, stood up and said, "It's almost time to set off. Please follow me to meet the twenty classmates who are going this time."
Looking at Xia Qingchen, Zheng Fengrui added: "They are all Class A, the top students in the entire martial arts pavilion!"
"Therefore, your temper may be a little bit proud. If they say anything later, you should be tolerant and don't care about it. Do you understand?"
Xia Qingchen thought for a while and felt that this scenario should never happen.
Unless they haven't been beaten enough yet!
Seeing that Xia Qingchen was unmoved, Zheng Fengrui smiled silently.
In fact, he didn't bother to care how unfairly Xia Qingchen was treated.
Not his student!
"In addition, I need to remind you to pay attention to a few points." Zheng Fengrui seemed to be smiling.
"First of all, they are the hope of Wuge's future, so you must be humble to them and not conflict with them, do you understand?"
"Secondly, if you are really bullied, don't fight back, just come and tell me."
"Thirdly, when we get to Wanshou Village, we must not affect their cultivation."
Every word and sentence expresses the same meaning.
They are the elite, you are the lowly!
Xia Qingchen glanced at this hypocritical mentor and shook his head secretly.
Under his leadership, Xia Qingchen came to Class A.
Before going in, Zheng Fengrui reminded again: "Remember what I say, if there is anything in their words or deeds that irritates you, remember to be patient."
Xia Qingchen said calmly: "Please rest assured about this."
Because it won't happen at all.
Zheng Fengrui nodded and led Xia Qingchen into Class A.
At this time, there were twenty students in the class, and they were discussing the matter of Wanshou Village with great interest.
"Sister Zhou, are you afraid that you will break through the third level of Zhongchen position this time?"
"Yes, Senior Sister Zhou is the most promising to break through!"
Zhou Xuelin speaks modestly, but in fact he is proud in his heart.
In this trip, she is indeed the only one who is most likely to make a breakthrough.
If she can really break through the third level of Zhongchen, the first thing she will do is to find Xia Qingchen and make him look good!
"Students, please be quiet." Zheng Fengrui walked in, clapped his hands with a smile, and asked everyone to be quiet.
"Before we officially leave, I would like to introduce a classmate who joins us temporarily." Under the applause of Zheng Fengrui, Xia Qingchen walked into Class A.
He introduced with a smile: "This is Xia Qingchen, from the lower grade class D. He will accompany us to Wanshou Village this time. I hope you won't bully him..."
Based on Zheng Fengrui's understanding of the students in Class A, they must look down on Xia Qingchen and ridicule him with words.
However, a scene that he never imagined appeared.
When Xia Qingchen walked into Class A, without saying a word, the entire audience of twenty people made a stir and swarmed around him.
"Ah! Teacher! Why are you here too?"
"I'm sorry, Teacher Xia. I was wrong last time. I shouldn't have been so mean! I apologize!"
"Please forgive me, Teacher Xia, for my ignorance and stupidity."
"I beg you, Teacher Xia, to give me guidance again!"
"Teacher, please!"
Except for Zhou Xuelin who stood frozen in the distance, the other students surrounded Xia Qingchen with expressions of respect on their faces and their postures were humble.
Several girls in the class, who were usually very cold and arrogant, rubbed themselves against Xia Qingchen and begged her coquettishly.
Zheng Fengrui was stunned there, having an unreal illusion.