Chapter 0865 - Cutting Untidy and Messy Love (Two Changes)
The French plane tree is really beautiful and beautiful. Especially, in late autumn, the leaves of the plane trees turn red, dyeing the sky red.
Ye Xuan took off his purple robe and changed into a suit that was very suitable, which could be regarded as straight and straight, making Ye Xuan a little more handsome.
He had a faint smile on his face.
Immediately, he walked out of the Holy See, and many members of the Holy See were greeting him, and he nodded his head.
His Majesty the legendary Pope is really young, about twenty-six years old, but he has become one of the most powerful people in France.
This is indeed very admired and admired!
Of course, this young Pope has done a few crazy things.
For example, the subversion of imperial power.
However, the most impressive thing is that His Majesty the Pope used a knife to cut off the spire of the Eiffel Tower.
Since then, many tourists have seen the Eiffel Tower again, and it can only be an iron tower without a spire, which is embarrassing.
The Chancellor of the Exchequer had proposed to repair the spire.
But His Majesty the Emperor, who was also very young, said righteously: "That is the masterpiece of His Majesty the Pope, why should it be repaired?" ”
The Chancellor of the Exchequer had no choice but to give up.
Yes, this young Pope, His Majesty, really has a lot of power in France.
Even His Majesty the Emperor, when he sees His Majesty the Pope, will choose to bow his head as a sign of respect.
Undoubtedly.
If someone asks, who has the most power in France.
Then, nine out of ten people will answer "His Majesty the Pope".
As for the other person, it may be a fool.
Otherwise, the answer "His Majesty the Pope" will surely be answered.
His Majesty the Pope has a lot of power, but he never likes to show his face.
All this time, the person who appeared in front of the mass media was the poor Archbishop Elhui.
Probably because of this, many people still don't know what kind of young man His Majesty the Pope, who has great power, and what he looks like.
But not knowing does not mean that there is no disrespect.
After all, His Majesty the Pope, in the eyes of the French people, still has a very high status.
……
After Ye Xuan left the Holy See, there was a red car that picked up Ye Xuan.
When the late autumn wind blows, there is a burst of coolness.
Ye Xuan opened the window and looked at the leaves that would wither and fall from time to time outside the window, and couldn't help but show a few chuckles on his face.
"What are you laughing at?"
The woman who was driving, dressed very elegantly, and her temperament was also very dusty and noble, she turned her head, looked at Ye Xuan beside her, and wondered.
"You can drive."
Ye Xuan chuckled a few times again and said in surprise.
"Huh."
The woman who was driving, with a wry smile on her face, explained, "I just got my driver's license." ”
"That's not bad."
Ye Xuan nodded, glanced at the woman next to him with great relief, and said, "Hongling, I want to go back to China." ”
"Hmm."
It seems that she has known for a long time that one day, Hongling nodded lightly, still very elegant, and said softly: "Since you are going back to China, I will no longer stay here." ”
"You have been here with me for a year, and I am very grateful and touched. But ......"
Ye Xuan hesitated for a moment, put his hands behind his head, and stopped talking.
"You'd better stop talking. I'm already an adult, and I don't need you to teach me how to do things. ”
The expression on Hongling's face was much more ugly, and she said in a deep voice: "She has lost her memory, and she is still getting engaged, are you so desperate?" ”
"It's not a dead end."
Ye Xuan shook his head very seriously and said, "In this life, people will really like many, many people. However, my heart is very small, and the small one can only fit one person. Since that person is her, it can't be you anymore. ”
After hearing this, Hongling was stunned for a moment, and a few tears were wiped from those beautiful eyes.
"But don't forget, you're a cultivator. And she is just an ordinary person. Wait until a hundred years from now, she will be dead, and you will still be alive. You still have a long, long way to go, and she can't accompany you to the end of your life. ”
Hongling's voice trembled a little, just like her delicate body, and she couldn't help but tremble and excused.
"Then wait a hundred years."
Ye Xuan smiled, slowly closed his eyes, and didn't say anything more.
The emotional entanglement between men and women, sometimes, like vines, between branches and branches, there will always be some entanglement, and then it will become untidy and messy.
But in emotional matters, there is never who is right or wrong.
In the past, Ye Xuan liked Tang Xiaorou, and similarly, Tang Xiaorou also liked Ye Xuan.
This is probably called mutual love.
And now, Hongling likes Ye Xuan, but Ye Xuan doesn't like Hongling.
This is probably called unrequited love.
But in between, there is no right or wrong.
Whether it is a happy relationship or unrequited love, it is worthy of respect.
After all, the relationship between who and whom is not achieved overnight.
After getting along for a long time, the love that comes out of the run-in is the real love! The love of petty fights is called playing at home, and it is also called a game.
Regarding what Ye Xuan said, Hongling was stunned for a long time before she reacted.
She wiped away the crystal clear and sad tears in her eyes, and said reluctantly: "If you don't marry me after a hundred years, then we will be together?" ”
"It's fine."
Ye Xuan nodded.
A hundred years is enough time for one person to forget about another.
But Ye Xuan never thought that the "okay" he said today made Hongling wait for thousands of years.
The lifespan of a cultivator is very long.
And Hongling waited for Ye Xuan for a longer time.
……
The cool breeze of late autumn is coming.
Hongling parked her car in front of a restaurant.
Ye Xuan got out of the car.
"This restaurant is the most famous restaurant in France, and you need to book a year in advance for meals."
Ye Xuan stood next to the car, listening to some richly dressed boys next to him talking.
"Book a year in advance?"
Ye Xuan wiped a few wry smiles on his face.
It's too much nonsense to have to wait a year for a meal.
"They were right. The business of this restaurant is really good. But on the contrary, they only make 10 servings a day, which means that only 10 people can eat here every day. ”
After Hongling parked the car, he walked in front of Ye Xuan and introduced.
"So amazing?"
Ye Xuan frowned, his face was puzzled, and he said in surprise.
"This restaurant is internationally famous. What do you think? ”
Hongling threw the car key to Ye Xuan and said, "Let's go!" I've already booked it. ”
"A year in advance?"
Ye Xuan asked in surprise.
"Of course not!"
Hongling smiled bitterly a few times and explained, "Don't forget your identity, you are the Pope. If you want to eat here, you can invite the chef to the Holy See and cook for you. ”
(End of chapter)