Adorable Food Goddess

Chapter 131: Get Used To It

Translator: YTJS_  Editor: Perriemix

Little Shao presented him a letter next.

Su Yi almost keeled over after reading it.

“Susu, I have thought things through. I finally realized that you are unable to accept me, not because I am not good enough, but because our affinity is not as deep as I thought it to be. Li Yao said that a love like ours is not something you might get even after thousands of years of cultivation. Therefore, I have decided to sit in front of the Buddha and do religious cultivation for the rest of my life. If in this life it is insufficient, I will do it again in my next one until it is enough. Susu, just remember that even after I take the tonsure, I will still miss you very much.”

Su Yi felt wrecked. Zhao Qixuan might be a shrewd businessman, but he has a one-track mind when it comes to relationships. The man was just hopelessly foolish. How could he believe Li Ya’s nonsense? How could he even consider becoming a  monk?

Little Shao’s tears were still flowing when he said, “Madam wants me to become a monk too so I can wait on Heir-Son Lord. I don’t want to become a monk! Master Su, please persuade the Heir-Son Lord! He will only listen to you.

Qixuan, you f*cking moron! You’re doing all these because of a crazy thought that we’d be together in another lifetime?

“When is your Heir-Son Lord taking the tonsure?” Su Yi asked, his face pale.

Little Shao was elated and cried even harder.

“This morning. Yesterday, the monk in White Tower Temple promised to shave his head this morning.”

Su Yi gripped the jade bead and that lock of hair, rushing off to White Tower Temple without another word.

He could not allow Zhao Qixuan to become a monk.

Su Yi rushed over to the temple on a horse. When he reached White Tower Temple, he practically rolled down from the horse, silently praying that he was not too late.

He ran up the stairs, all of its 399 steps, in one breath. At one point, he fell and cut his knee, but he did not stop. He got up and ignored the pain, stumbling his way up to the monastery.

White Tower Temple has three sections. At the second section, Su Yi was stopped by someone. “Sir, we are in the midst of a tonsure ceremony right now. We do not accept pilgrims.”

In the main hall, the sound of the mokugyo beating and the monks chanting Buddhist scriptures filled the air. Su Yi peered in and saw someone kneeling before the Buddha, the person-in-charge of the White Tower temple shaving his head. He wanted to yell for them to stop, but the words were stuck in his throat. He felt dizzy and disoriented like he was about to faint.

He was too late. Zhao Qixuan has already taken the tonsure.

He would never take all his scoldings and beatings shamelessly again. No one would call him Susu again.

S usu, I feel that we are a match made in heaven…

Susu, why do you think I like you so much? I liked you from the moment I saw you.

Susu, will you say something?

Susu, my father gave me a beating, but that’s okay. Even if he beats me to death, I will not change my mind about you…

Susu, I don’t care what others say about me. I only care about you. Please, don’t ignore me…

Susu, you are a coward…

Something warm was trickling down his cheeks. Surprised, he reached up to touch it. Tears. It looks like he knew how to cry, after all.

Zhao Qixuan has always chased him around, finding ways and means to make him happy, but he has never been willing to give in to him. Su Yi acted as though he could not stand to be near him.