"I thought about it... actually, it's not that difficult to deal with the male villain if he comes out." It was almost noon, and Qiu Wuji decided against stewing chicken. He ordered takeout and also replaced a gas cylinder.
After making the call and returning to his room, Qiu Wuji suddenly said this, looking at Chu Ge who still seemed somewhat conflicted.
Chu Ge was stunned. "What? Call the police and have him arrested?"
"No," Qiu Wuji said seriously. "You can change the settings, turn him into a girl, or change his personality, turn him into a male. Then you can use your advantages..."
Chu Ge's expression became very strange. "Then you can fight amongst yourselves, right?"
Qiu Wuji sneered. "Have you been writing too many harem novels? What's going on in your head?"
Chu Ge retorted angrily. "I should be asking you what's going on in your head! And besides, I'm not a male!"
Qiu Wuji's expression turned dangerous. She said fiercely, "I don't care if you are or not. Back then, I would have cut off your dog heads with one sword. That would have been true freedom and liberation, so you wouldn't be bullied like this now, getting spanked or having your shoulders rubbed."
Chu Ge blinked and suddenly laughed. "You can cut them off now too."
Qiu Wuji turned her head and grumbled, "I'm afraid the world will be destroyed."
"Are you reluctant to part with the world?" Chu Ge stood up, walked to her, and subconsciously reached out to stroke her temple again. Qiu Wuji took a half step back: "Don't press your advantage. You can't talk without getting physical, can you?"
Seeing the panic in her eyes, Chu Ge said gently, "Isn't it because you can't bear to part with me?"
Qiu Wuji became anxious: "Stop being so vain, Father God!"
She pretended to hit him: "I dare hit you! No one can bear to part with you; it would be better if you were dead!"
Chu Ge reached out and grasped her small fist, whispering, "Qiuqiu, do you know why I was so anxious this time and wanted to punish you?"
Qiu Wuji struggled against her wrist, angrily saying, "Isn't it just because you're lewd and lustful, finding excuses to bully your little apprentice and assistant? What else could it be?"
Chu Ge shook his head, looking up thoughtfully for a moment: "I know you're going to the final battle. I've always been uneasy. I'm afraid you'll experience such a life-or-death moment, afraid you won't be able to control everything, afraid you'll make a mistake… After you go back, I desperately want to watch over you, worried about every possible change…"
Qiu Wuji's struggles gradually subsided, and she stared at him blankly, saying nothing.
He wasn't lying; his worries had been evident for a month.
"This final battle was a plot I wrote. I even regret it now. I shouldn't have written about my Qiuqiu fighting someone else, especially since I made Yan Qianlie incredibly powerful to elevate his status… The protagonist's opponents throughout his entire life, even those stronger than Yan Qianlie, are few and far between… Ever since you went back, I've been restless, constantly worrying that if something happens, it'll be my fault."
Qiu Wuji pursed his lips and said, "No… it's not that serious."
"I was afraid something would go wrong, so I repeatedly warned you, but you still did… Although the problem wasn't due to underestimating your opponent, so it might not be your fault, I still wanted to punch you, even after all those warnings…" Chu Ge's voice trembled slightly; he was genuinely terrified: "What if… if something really happened to you…" Qiu Wuji's eyes gradually softened into pools of autumn water, gazing tenderly at his face.
"If something really happened to me, wouldn't you still be living your life as usual? You've gotten through the past twenty or thirty years, what else could you do..."
But she didn't say those words aloud. She felt a softness in her heart, unable to speak.
"It's a close call. Yan Qianlie's variable has been suppressed, but you're still injured. I was worried about your injuries. As soon as I woke up, I sensed the world, afraid you wouldn't be able to get out. I didn't know how you were doing." Chu Ge sighed softly, "I'm mentally exhausted, I really can't go in anymore. I'm anxious but helpless. I wrote a book to find you, but you ignored me. I was really angry, you know... That feeling of being separated by two worlds, helplessly unable to see each other, I really don't want to experience that again..."
Qiu Wuji watched as he touched his temple, then watched as he hugged her tightly.
She could still hear his murmur in her ear: "You're alright, you can still come out, that's good."
Qiu Wuji closed her eyes, clearly "watching" her own actions—hugging back, resting against his chest.
He held her so tightly, as if letting go would mean losing her.
His heart pounded rapidly.
His own heart pounded too.
His scent was wonderful… of course it was wonderful, it was the clothes I washed!
Qiu Wuji didn't want to speak; listening to his heartbeat was like listening to him speak.
Listening to his heart, so real.
I think I'm really in love, my proud heart tries to deceive itself, but it won't fool me…
It was all because he was being cheeky, writing, "If you want to find a man, find the Father God of Creation."
And then he was completely under this lecherous Father God's thumb.
This is cheating, not a fault of the heavens…
His head started moving again, running down his hair, brushing against his cheek.
A jolt of electricity, a tingling sensation.
Qiu Wuji's heart pounded, but he found himself sluggish, completely forgetting his instinct to immediately dislocate and throw her to the ground, losing even the basic instinct to dodge, and amidst his pounding heart, his lips were found.
A light touch of lips, and an electric current exploded, spreading throughout her body, numbing her soul.
Before Qiu Wuji could do anything, his lips were pressed tightly against hers, a forceful kiss.
She could only instinctively clench her teeth, her eyes wide, making soft "woo-woo" sounds, as if warning him not to.
But even she felt powerless.
Her slender hands pushed against his chest, but to no avail.
Chu Ge's movements were clumsy, his mind blank.
He didn't do it on purpose; he was simply overcome by emotion. In fact, he hadn't mentally prepared himself for this kiss; it just happened naturally.
She didn't push him away; he was really kissing her.
This was Qiu Qiu's first kiss, and Chu Ge's too.
Two bewildered individuals reacted instinctively, both tense and helpless, their bodies instinctively tense, their breaths held, as if in war.
"Ring ring!" The doorbell rang. "Delivery!" The two separated as if electrocuted, each panting heavily. They didn't know whether to blame the deliveryman or thank him for giving them a moment to recover.
Both were practically stunned...completely out of their minds.
But looking at Qiu Wuji's flushed face, rosy lips, and the spring-like tears in her eyes, Chu Ge still thought this was the most beautiful Qiu Wuji.
"Hurry up and open the door!" Qiu Wuji kicked him angrily. "Don't think you can take advantage of me just because you look pitiful!"
Chu Ge smiled. "Yes, ma'am." He felt incredibly good at this moment. The deliveryman had probably never seen such a polite customer before. He opened the door, humming a tune, smiling as he took the delivery, repeatedly saying, "Thank you, would you like some candy?" The deliveryman was bewildered. Candy? Are you getting married? But he was still charmed by that smile: "You're welcome, you're welcome, just give me a good review."
"Of course." Chu Ge immediately opened the app and gave it a five-star review.
This was the perfect time to be responsive to any request; anyone wanting to borrow money, this was the perfect opportunity!
Turning his head, he saw that Qiu Wuji had already hidden inside and wouldn't come out.
"Dinner's ready!" Chu Ge knocked on the door.
"No, what's so good about it!" Qiu Wuji grumbled from inside.
Chu Ge smiled, unperturbed, and unpacked the package, saying, "Today's braised pork ribs look pretty good."
"Bang!" The door opened, and Qiu Wuji sat down opposite him with a stiff face: "I think it's just average."
"Of course, it's not as good as what my Qiuqiu makes."
"I think you want to delete the word 'made'!"
Chu Ge let out a "Huh," thinking it made a lot of sense; what could be as sweet as Qiuqiu's lips!
But he decided to keep quiet and make his fortune in silence.
Qiu Wuji was annoyed by Chu Ge's smiling face. She ate her meal in a huff, unable to enjoy it.
"It's not good. I'm not ordering takeout anymore. I'll make my own ribs!"
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Don't look at my mouth when you talk to me! I'm not a rib!" Chu Ge lowered his head and ate his rice.
Qiu Wuji pouted and went back to her room, still angry.
She wasn't angry at Chu Ge, but at herself.
How could she have been so blinded by greed, letting him get his way?
Now, even looking at his face felt awkward. Everything he said seemed malicious. What should she do…?
She sat at the table, lost in thought for a while, then sighed softly.
But… being kissed by him, she really didn't feel repulsed…
Did she really like him?
But if she dared to say she liked him, he would definitely take advantage of the situation and do even more lewd things.
Qiu Wuji pulled out her phone and called her best friend, "Mengmeng, Mengmeng!"
Zhu Mengmeng: "Huh? What's up? Want to come over for tea this afternoon? We just got a new batch of autumn tea, it's really good."
"No... Mengmeng, you're very experienced with men and women, aren't you?"
"Hey, even if we're close, I'll sue you for defamation if you talk nonsense... I'm not that experienced..."
"Please imitate a man's tone that makes people angry, so I can suppress my romantic impulses."
Zhu Mengmeng was silent for a moment, then sent a bunch of messages: "Have you eaten? Go to bed early, this stuff is a bit expensive."
"My phone died, just turned it on, I've been thinking about you the whole time."
"I had something to do, just finished, I'm so tired after a long day."
"I love you? How could that be? That girl is my sister."
"Don't be silly, it's really nothing, we just had a few drinks together."
"You drank too much, you were just talking nonsense, we're just good friends."
"What are you doing? I'm sorry, I don't know what I did wrong."
"You're great, I'm not good enough for you, okay baby, next one."
"Want one more?" Zhu Mengmeng asked.
Qiu Wuji stared in disbelief.
Every sentence here, when considered in context, made one clench their fists. Men in this world are terrifying.
Zhu Mengmeng earnestly instructed, "Love is war. What we need to do is ensure these words are spoken by us, not by that stinky man. Whoever speaks first wins!"
Qiu Wuji silently browsed for a while, then suddenly laughed. She slowly replied, "But Mengmeng, he never says these things, not a single one has matched… So… are you helping him win?"
Zhu Mengmeng was dumbfounded: "Are there still such good men these days? No, it's good that he hasn't succeeded yet, but things will be different after he does!"
"How do you define 'success'?"
"I bet he'll change his attitude after we move in together!"
"Moving in together?" Qiu Wuji looked up and thought for a long time, then smiled brightly: "We've been living together for a while now, he's never…"
Zhu Mengmeng: "…Where did you buy your boyfriend? Introduce me to one?"
Qiu Wuji leaned back in her chair, thinking for a long, long time, then muttered to herself, "Then let's date."