Watching Qiu Wuji energetically head into the kitchen, Chu Ge's lips twitched. He really wanted to say, "Mom, this woman is flirting with me."
You're asking that, isn't that flirting with me?
Yeah, I'm just worried, you know I care about you.
And then? You go cook… oh, that doesn't seem wrong, that's fine.
A smile unconsciously crept onto Chu Ge's lips as he went back to his room to continue writing.
Qiu Wuji knew from the beginning that he was attracted to her. He used to find it disgusting and repulsive, but now he's actually flirting with her like a mature woman.
So what? I'm attracted to you, I care about you, can't I say that?
Flirting is flirting, who's afraid of who? Don't get all worked up and try to kill me later, like I don't know you.
By the way, does your cultivation include emotional cultivation?
That said, Qiu Wuji's behavior consistently aligned with this path of cultivation. From the beginning, she never had any urgent desire to do anything, quietly learning from the surroundings, even taking a keen interest in washing clothes and cooking, gradually radiating her influence throughout the world.
Her state of mind might far exceed his own understanding, even if it was his own creation. Being able to create a scenario and truly understanding are two different things.
"Ding," the washing machine outside the balcony reminded Chu Ge that the clothes were done. He thought he shouldn't disturb Qiu Wuji while she was cooking, lest they burn, so he put down the manuscript he'd only written three words of and went out to hang the clothes to dry.
Household chores are the biggest enemy of writing, for sure!
Reaching out, the first thing he found was a lampshade.
Chu Ge: "..."
Can this thing be thrown into the washing machine? I don't know...
So soft... no, so fragrant.
No, what's so fragrant about laundry detergent... it's because the person who wore it smelled good.
Chu Ge's mind involuntarily flashed back to the time yesterday when this thing was still stuck to Qiu Wuji's head... Hmm... never mind, I'm not a pervert. I didn't think anything of it when it was on his head before, so what's going on today?
Chu Ge glanced furtively towards the kitchen, about to hang the lampshade up.
That glance stunned him. Qiu Wuji was leaning against the door, arms crossed, scrutinizing him from head to toe for a long time...
"Um... this is a misunderstanding..." Chu Ge stammered, unsure where to put the lampshade. "Go cook your dishes!"
Qiu Wuji's tone was cool: "It's okay. I wasn't here before, who knows what happened to the things. What's wrong with taking them a little longer? Just take them."
Chu Ge: "..."
"Although this kind of thing is hard for me to understand, it's understandable considering it's you," Qiu Wuji continued, "After all, you're someone who can fantasize about doing this and that with characters in books." Abnormal, not surprising. "
Chu Ge gritted his teeth: "Who did you learn this complaint from?"
"Seeing someone posting pictures in the comment section of the video, I think this can be applied to you sooner or later. Sure enough." Qiu Wuji entered his room leisurely, quickly dragged out a box of stockings and delivered them to Chu Ge: "Is it enough? If it's not enough, buy more."
Chu Ge said angrily: "What do I want with this?"
"Oh? The original flavor is missing?"
Everyone in Chugo was dumbfounded: "What do you use on the Internet?"
"Sorry, I saw this in the comment section of your novel. What did you say?"
Chugo wanted to die.
Qiu Wuji took the lampshade from his hand with a smile: "How long do you want to take it?"
Chu Ge honestly let go and let her take him away.
The moment he got the things, Qiu Wuji's expression changed: "Tell you, Chu Ge, next time you secretly take my things and do strange things, I will put your head in the washing machine and pour all the stockings in and wash them together!"
After saying that, he returned to the room angrily carrying a lampshade and a box of stockings.
Chu Ge remained completely speechless, like a wooden puppet.
He didn't seem angry at being wrongly accused; it was more like flirting, and it was even unclear whether she was truly angry.
It's true… he claimed to know her best, but now he was slowly realizing that a woman's heart is unfathomable. The more vivid and real she became, the less he could understand her as before; he couldn't even decipher her behavior.
The only certainty was that if he really wanted to do something that crossed the line, he would probably really be fired.
Chu Ge sat back down at his computer, hands tucked in his sleeves, realizing he couldn't type anymore; his mind was a complete mess.
Yes, women are the biggest enemy of writing, for sure!
"Dinner's ready." After typing for what felt like an eternity, finally managing to finish another chapter, Qiu Wuji's indifferent voice came through.
Chu Ge always found those three words particularly alluring, as if they carried inexhaustible energy.
Yes, women aren't the enemy of writing, for sure.
"Why are you acting like a quail?" While eating, Chu Ge silently shoveled his rice into the mouth. Qiu Wuji sat opposite him like a parent, his face stern. "Aren't you usually very talkative?"
Chu Ge replied blankly, "One shouldn't talk while eating."
"Don't give me that." Qiu Wuji said, "How many days until your class reunion?"
"Today is Wednesday, dinner is the day after tomorrow."
Qiu Wuji looked up and thought for a moment: "I've estimated I can stay until then, but if you have your own things to do, I don't necessarily need to stay. I'll go back to my own place to handle some things."
"Okay." The class reunion didn't include family or girlfriends, so Chu Ge hadn't planned to take her. It was fine for her to go back and handle some matters. This made him feel a sense of "progress," from being forced to return against his will to being able to return whenever he wanted.
If he worked a little harder, when he could come and go as he pleased, it would probably be around the time her original self emerged?
"Thinking about my original self?" Qiu Wuji guessed what he was thinking and sneered, "If I were in my original self, I'd probably turn you to ashes with one punch. Are you looking forward to that?"
"Hmm..." Was it impossible to break through?
Unspeakable, unspeakable. Chu Ge could only force a smile: "To me, it's all you. The clone and the original are no different. With your power to control it, you can't possibly kill me, can you?"
Qiu Wuji sized him up, a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Your cultivation... how many days have you been practicing?"
Chu Ge thought for a moment: "Three days, meditating once in the morning and once in the evening. Why?"
Qiu Wuji hesitated, then lowered his head to eat.
Afraid he wouldn't be able to resist hitting him.
Because cultivation is long and tedious. For most people, three days is just the beginning, finding the feeling of Qi—that's already genius. Even for someone like Chu Ge, whose Qi was being infused and guided by his own, transforming it into his own wouldn't happen overnight; it was estimated to take at least a month.
But he had actually completely transformed it into his own, and his first level of Qi Refining was quite stable; he could use some simple spells.
"How can you cheat like this? Father God is so great! What about all the hard work we've put in for ten thousand years? Besides, the spiritual energy in this world is clearly thin; you should be moving even slower..."
This is difficult to say outright, because Chu Ge himself doesn't understand these things. He only thinks it's regular meditation, which is even convenient for falling asleep, thus aligning with the tranquil mind of "acting without acting." Having too clear a goal would disrupt this current state.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Chu Ge still urged.
"It's nothing," Qiu Wuji said with a disdainful expression. "I thought Father God was some extraordinary genius, but it seems he's just average." Chu Ge didn't seem to mind, laughing, "My physique was originally lacking even in cultivation, but you improved it. It's normal that I can't cultivate quickly. Anyway, I'm in good spirits now and getting enough sleep, so I'm very satisfied." Qiu Wuji said casually, "Although it's just average, it'll be enough to learn some simple spells. Which one do you plan to learn first?" Chu Ge's eyes lit up: "Invisibility, X-ray vision!"
"Thump!" Half a bowl of rice was slammed onto his head. Qiu Wuji angrily got up and ran away: "You can learn it yourself!"