Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind

As soon as You Su spoke the word "like," He Kongyue’s fist pounded onto the table.

The table shook slightly, and the water in the teacup spilled out.

He Kongyue’s beautiful eyes glared at You Su, panting, as if she was extremely agitated.

This unparalleled nobleman was losing his composure in front of others for the first time.

You Su seemed a little innocent, probing:

"What’s going on, Mr. He?"

"You!"

He Kongyue was annoyed by You Su’s oblivion, but still didn’t want to believe this blind person could be so blindly oblivious:

"The ’like’ you mentioned... do you mean the kind of respect and admiration juniors have for seniors?"

You Su was silent for a moment, seeming to question himself honestly, and admitted:

"That’s right."

He Kongyue’s tightly clenched fist finally relaxed a bit, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but You Su’s next sentence made her hit the table again in anger.

"But there’s also the kind of admiration a man has for a woman, combined, it’s complicated. Mr. He has read ’The Return of the Condor Heroes’, so you should understand the protagonist’s feelings."

"Do you even know what you’re saying!"

He Kongyue was so angry that her pale face turned red, her brows furrowed tightly, and when she got angry, unlike going into a rage, she resembled a spirited scholar unwilling to lose a drinking bout.

You Su also furrowed his brows, understanding the reason for He Kongyue’s emotional reaction, he sincerely said:

"Rest assured, Mr. He, even if you become my brother-in-law, I will treat you like a real brother. The title of Mr. He will never change for a lifetime."

"Who wants you to call me Mr. He for a lifetime!!"

He Kongyue actually stood up directly, nearly flipping the tea table, trembling in anger.

You Su was dumbfounded, truly unable to understand why the other party’s reaction was so great:

"If not Mr. He, then what should I call you? Little He?"

As a brother-in-law calling a brother-in-law "Little He" is indeed not inappropriate.

Upon hearing this, He Kongyue clutched her heart, rolling her eyes, feeling like she was on the verge of being infuriated unconscious by this fool.

"That’s not important!"

"Then what is important?"

You Su, increasingly confused, asked curiously.

He Kongyue looked at You Su’s unfocused gaze as if looking at a lost lamb unaware of its misguided path.

"Your choices are important!"

Suddenly, a determination arose in He Kongyue’s heart: she absolutely must prevent the inexperienced You Su from getting deeply involved.

Getting close to that ice-cold woman will only lead to unhappiness!

I must save you! Wake you up!

After speaking, He Kongyue sat back down and casually used a spell to dry the spilled water from the tea table.

"You Su, you’re only eighteen, you’re too young and immature. You have no idea what kind of woman you think you like. It’s not her you like, just an illusory shadow of hers. It’s because you find her so unattainable that you’ve developed some unrealistic fantasies, understand? This kind of liking is illusory and cannot be taken seriously..."

You Su listened, somewhat stunned, rubbing his chin, and instead earnestly said:

"Mr. He does make some sense."

There was a time when You Su also thought his master was unattainable, both in terms of status and position, someone he could only look up to.

But when you realize that what you’ve longed for but couldn’t have is actually within your reach, who can resist reaching out?

Moreover, it was his master who took the initiative, breaking the restriction in You Su’s heart, by first extending her hand.

You Su sighed, perhaps it was from the moment he found out that it was his master who helped him resolve the Yang poison, that his filial piety began to change...

Getting You Su’s recognition, He Kongyue felt hopeful and continued to persuade:

"Besides, how old are you? How old is that woman? Calculate the age, she’s two hundred years older than you. You calling her grandma wouldn’t even cover your seniority. How can you like someone like her?"

"Age is such a thing..."

"Ignorant and shortsighted!"

Seeing You Su still intending to excuse that old woman, He Kongyue continued:

"When practitioners of the way form a Daoist couple, it’s a bond that lasts forever. If one party lives forever while the other approaches the end of their lifespan, have you not considered the pain of such a parting?

Know that this is but one insignificant issue in a grandmother-grandson romance... (spits) A grandmother-grandson romance! With such an age gap, what common language could you possibly have? You’re not from the same world!"

"Practitioners shouldn’t regard age as this important."

"They shouldn’t, but that’s limited to relationships like between you and your senior sister, with an age difference of about thirty years. Where can you find one ignoring a two-hundred-year gap?"

When He Kongyue said this, her eyes sparkled as if she too fell within this age range.

You Su was a bit astonished; he could tell that He Kongyue truly wanted to persuade him to let go of those romantic feelings towards his master.

Just because he fell for someone he disliked, does it warrant such persuasion? As brothers, does he even have a say in a brother’s partner?

Even the forbidden relationship with his master was a false obstacle; this master-disciple relationship couldn’t constitute a hindrance, leaving You Su without any emotional burden facing He Kongyue,

"Mr. He is overthinking; my sister and I are both from the Five Continents, how could we not be from the same world? As for those issues you mentioned, in my view, they are not problems."

He Kongyue was left speechless by You Su’s words, realizing this blind person was simply the type to not turn back until hitting the wall.

"Why are you so stubborn! Have you thought about what your junior sister would do? What about your senior sister? What about me?"

"And what does this have to do with Mr. He?"

You Su felt inexplicably baffled; wasn’t this discussing the women around him?