Gao Ting's eyes showed a hint of envy, but she quickly concealed it.
She said casually, "He does have a handsome face, and he came all the way to Shenzhen with you. If I were your age, I would have been willing to be his girlfriend too."
Hearing her cousin praise Liu Feng, Yu Jingya couldn't help but smile sweetly, and images of traveling with Liu Feng flashed through her mind.
but.
Gao Ting's tone suddenly turned cold.
She sighed and said:
“Jingya, it’s no use for a man to be good-looking. If he doesn’t have money, no matter how handsome he is, he still can’t give you the life you want. Be realistic, Shenzhen is not your hometown. You have to learn to be independent and rely on yourself. You have to work hard here with your cousin. Once you’ve truly established yourself, you’ll be from different worlds.”
Yu Jingya was stunned, a sweet smile spreading across her face.
His face froze instantly.
She looked at her cousin, a hint of stubbornness in her eyes: "Cousin, I don't think so. Liu Feng has his own good qualities, and money isn't the only measure of everything. Besides, I believe we can work together to create the life we want."
Gao Ting shook her head and said, "You're still too young and don't understand the harshness of reality. In Shenzhen, you can't get anywhere without money. Look at my cousin now; although she looks glamorous on the outside, only she knows how hard she's worked. Do you think those rich people's lives are something they can easily have?"
Yu Jingya lowered her head and remained silent, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart.
Seeing her silence, Gao Ting continued:
"Your cousin is doing this for your own good. I've suffered far more than you have, and I've met far more people. I can clearly see what kind of man is worth entrusting your life to and what kind of man is just there to spend some time with you."
“You’re young now and think that love is enough, but Jingya, if you want to establish yourself in a place like Shenzhen, love won’t work. You need to rely on your abilities and money.”
Yu Jingya raised her head, her eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.
She understood that her cousin might have a point, but she never longed for a life of great wealth and luxury; she only wanted to be with Liu Feng.
Can.
When she arrived in this unfamiliar yet bustling city, everything seemed to become complicated, and even her future with Liu Feng was shrouded in a shadow.
“Cousin, I know you mean well,” Yu Jingya said softly, her tone firm, “but I trust Liu Feng. He won’t let me down.”
Gao Ting sighed softly, her eyes filled with complex emotions: "I hope so. You're immature now, and you only have eyes for him. But when you truly enter society and experience the harshness of reality, you might understand that love alone cannot sustain a lifetime."
Yu Jing's eyes revealed a hint of stubbornness: "Cousin, I know life is not easy, but I don't want to give up my relationship with Liu Feng because of money. I won't."
Gao Ting looked at Yu Jingya's determined eyes and her heart stirred slightly.
But she still said, "Whatever. You'll know I'm right once you suffer. Okay, get some rest. We still need to go look at that job tomorrow."
Yu Jingya lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to calm her heart, feeling a kind of inexplicable melancholy.
As night deepens, the lights outside the window still flicker; Shenzhen's hustle and bustle does not stop with the arrival of night.
She gripped the dragonfish pendant around her neck, and as she thought of Liu Feng's promise, the unease in her heart gradually subsided.
No matter what the future holds, she wants to be with the person she loves.
at the same time.
On the rooftop of the building where Yu Jingya and the others were staying, Liu Feng stood alone. The night wind brushed against his face, yet it also stirred the hem of his clothes, carrying with it the hustle and bustle and indifference of the city.
He closed his eyes in deep thought, and all of Gao Ting's words clearly reached Liu Feng's ears.
Women in the city, especially those who are clean and tidy, are often the most impure on the surface.
Some gave their bodies, some offered their souls, and some sacrificed their lives.
To reach the highest point in the world, overlook the world's affairs, and enjoy wealth and honor, who hasn't been injured along the way?
Gao Ting is like a red rose blooming in this bustling city.
There is no right or wrong, we are all living for the pursuit in our hearts.
and.
What about myself?
Liu Feng fell into deep thought, pondering why he was here and why he couldn't live a life free from the troubles of the mortal world like a pure cultivator. Wouldn't that be better?
Does it smell good?
He thought of Yu Jingya and Wang Juan.
And family.
He knew he couldn't ignore them, couldn't let go of his attachments, and couldn't pursue that elusive path of cultivation.
From down the mountain.
From the moment he stepped out of Qingfeng Temple, he decided that he would "take a trip to the mortal world".
He sat cross-legged, slowly disappearing into the sky above the city, feeling the allure of this metropolis, a place where worldly desires intertwined.
The Mysterious Creation Technique is in operation.
In the darkness, it seemed as if strands of life force were gathering, and the lotus rooted itself in the muddy world, rising above the heavens.
Inside the magic gourd.
As if receiving this sliver of life, the spiritual herbs by the lake exuded fragrance, the nine-leafed lotus in the spiritual lake swayed gently, and Lingxiao swam joyfully.
A melodious song began to play:
"A red rose in the city of desire, swaying gracefully, reflecting the heart. A celestial lotus built amidst the turbulent world, blooming with ethereal radiance."
"The Mysterious Creation Technique operates, energy gathers and intent soars. With diligent practice, one breaks through the fog, and the long path to immortality is illuminated by the morning sun."
At this moment,
He seemed to transcend worldly constraints, becoming one with heaven and earth, experiencing the unique rhythm and cadence of this city of desire.
Though the mortal world is full of suffering, it is also a form of spiritual practice. As long as there is the Way in one's heart, where is not the path to immortality?
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