"Are you willing to give me some advice?" Luo Ziling took Yang Qingyin's hand and asked the fortune teller with his expression unchanged.
"Of course!" The other party nodded without hesitation.
"But you want us to pay first?"
"No," the man still shook his head.
"How much does it cost for you to give me some advice?"
Seeing Luo Ziling still asking this question, the fortune teller couldn't help but get angry, "You ungrateful guy wants to give you some advice, but he insults me again and again. Do you have a lot of money? If you have a lot of money, why don't you donate it to the Hope Project."
"Ha," Luo Ziling was surprised when he saw that the other party was angry. He actually looked away and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, then I won't disturb you, Master."
"You have to give me money to believe the advice I gave you?" The man was also very surprised and called out to Luo Ziling, "I said you are a young man, so you don't trust people that much?"
"Then tell me, why can't we become husband and wife?" Luo Ziling thought this fortune teller was a bit interesting.
"Because your elders don't want you to be together?"
"You know us?" Yang Qingyin was surprised.
"I don't know you," the fortune teller looked very proud when he saw that he was right, "but I can tell."
"Why do you think so?" Luo Ziling frowned slightly.
"You are too close, and there are people following you in front of you and behind you."
"Who are you?" Luo Ziling frowned even more.
"We are destined," the fortune teller showed a mysterious smile, "I don't know you, and you don't know me. If we meet today, it is fate. If we are separated for a while, the fate will be over. Maybe we will never see each other again in this life.
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"Then I'll call you master," Yang Qingyin pinched Luo Ziling's arm and signaled him not to say anything yet. She asked the fortune teller herself, "Then how are you going to give us advice?"
"He wants to marry you, but he still has other thoughts for other women; you focus all your attention on him, but you dare not marry," the fortune teller said seriously: "As long as you change your thoughts, it will be done.
Although the barriers in reality can make you live and die, it won't be a problem in the end. The mind is the devil, and if you can break the barriers of the devil, then everything will be fine."
Yang Qingyin's heart suddenly felt sad. She didn't ask the other party anything else, she just bowed to him and said thank you: "Thank you, master."
After saying that, he took Luo Ziling and prepared to leave.
Luo Ziling wanted to ask something, but finally didn't say anything.
When Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin were about to leave, the fortune teller said again: "Remember, sometimes there will be no way out if you take a step forward, but you will find a brighter future if you take a step back. Remember, remember!"
These words made Yang Qingyin's heart tremble, and she instantly understood the meaning of the fortune teller's last few words.
But Luo Ziling didn't understand it right away, but he didn't say anything to Yang Qingyin.
"You believe it?"
When walking out of Jingci Temple, Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin.
"Xin, I think he is really destined. What he said makes sense." Yang Qingyin nodded, "Don't you think what he said is quite right?"
"Okay, even if you agree, it's right," Luo Ziling did not refute Yang Qingyin, holding her hand and walking forward quickly, "but I think this person may recognize us, or maybe he will recognize us."
I recognize you. After all, you are also someone who has been on TV."
"Although I have been on TV, when I face the camera, I wear glasses and a hat. Except for those who know me, who knows what I look like and who I am?" Yang Qingyin smiled slyly,
"Perhaps, there are really people who can predict the future."
"Do you regret not giving me the reward just now?"
"No," Yang Qingyin pinched Luo Ziling, "I think this guy is quite cute, and he doesn't look like the kind of person who cheats money."
Luo Ziling smiled and said nothing.
After a while, Yang Qingyin asked again: "Don't you think what he said makes sense?"
"It does make sense."
"Then what are you going to do?"
"I want to marry you anyway!"
Yang Qingyin curled her lips disdainfully, "Did I say I wanted to marry you?"
"You mean, just fall in love with me?"
"Isn't it possible?" Yang Qingyin laughed like a cunning little fox again, "Who stipulates that you must get married after falling in love?"
"That's right," Luo Ziling nodded, "Times are progressing and concepts are changing..."
Before she finished speaking, Yang Qingyin pinched her hard and kicked her, "You are not allowed to understand me like this!"
"Then how do I understand you?"
"That's your business, why do you ask me?"
"..." Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingyin speechlessly, not knowing what to say.
Yang Qingyin chuckled again, and without saying anything else, she pulled Luo Ziling forward.
Leifeng Pagoda is not far from Jingci Temple. After walking for a while, the two arrived there.
Looking at this very modern tower that had no classical atmosphere at all, Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin: "Would you like to go in and take a look?"
"Go ahead," Yang Qingyin nodded, "I heard that if you go up to Leifeng Pagoda, you can see a panoramic view of the West Lake. This is different from standing on Baoshi Mountain to see the scenery, the angle is different."
"Okay, let's go take a look!" Luo Ziling took Yang Qingyin's hand and headed towards Leifeng Pagoda.
"It is said that this elevator is for people with limited mobility." When boarding the escalator to Leifeng Pagoda, Yang Qingyin said with a smile: "I really don't know what they are thinking."
"Will anyone suggest installing an elevator in Liuhe Tower?"
"It's possible!"
While chatting and joking, the two entered Leifeng Pagoda.
Although Leifeng Pagoda is the same as Famen Temple in Chang'an, the building is too modern and gives people a nondescript feeling, but the exhibitions displayed inside are still good. And as the floors rise, the view of the West Lake also becomes better.
Change accordingly.
Because the weather was suitable, there were many tourists on Leifeng Pagoda, and due to the limited location, it was not that easy to take a photo with the West Lake in the background.
"Let's take pictures when we go to Baoshi Mountain," Luo Ziling tried several times, but still couldn't get a satisfactory picture, so he could only suggest reluctantly, "It's not easy to take pictures of people on top of the tower."
"It's okay, just take some pictures of the scenery!"
While he was talking, Yang Qingyin's cell phone rang.
She was originally taking photos with her cell phone, but when she got nervous, she almost dropped her cell phone on the ground.
After seeing clearly that the call was from Yang Yunlin, Yang Qingyin hesitated whether to answer it or not.
"Whose phone number?" Luo Ziling was a little curious.
"My dad's!"
"Yes, do you dare not answer your father's call?"
Yang Qingyin glared at Luo Ziling, and finally pressed the listen button in front of him.
"I will arrive in Hangzhou at noon tomorrow. Come to me tomorrow afternoon and I will have someone pick you up." As soon as the call was connected, Yang Yunlin's slightly rough voice came from the phone, "You come here alone!"
Yang Yunlin's words immediately changed Yang Qingyin's expression. (To be continued)