Moon Shadow followed Gu Ruoyan without any resistance.
Even if she couldn’t trust anyone else, she could trust the department Gu Ruoyan worked for.
Chu Ge’s door was open, and the ‘couple’ watched them leave. Before leaving, Moon Shadow even bowed to Qiu Wuji with some apology in her eyes.
It was as if she was was sorry for not fulfilling her promise to research the shadow ability for her.
Qiu Wuji smiled to indicate that she didn’t mind.
As the elevator arrived and Gu Ruoyan and Moon Shadow were separated by the elevator door, it seemed as if the interlude that had entangled everyone for a while had gone away, and the two could return to their plain and ordinary world.
Qiu Wuji felt pretty good about this and the regret of not being able to research the shadow ability was eliminated.
Anyway, that was someone else’s innate ability, and there was no need to force it. She had plenty of immortal methods to study. If she didn’t have enough, she could just ask her Creator God to add some settings. A stunning and earth-shattering secret technique would appear in some place, triggering various strong individuals to fight over it, and even a big plot would be created for herself.
Wait a minute…Qiu Wuji suddenly asked Chu Ge, “Can you just write out the method of shadow techniques directly?”
Chu Ge thought about it and was a bit dazed. “It seems…very straightforward. I can simply write that a minor character is mastering this technique, and that’s all there is to it. The storyline was already meant to include various minor characters with distinct abilities, so this simplifies things for me…”
The two looked at each other expressionlessly. Why did they have to involve other people in such a simple matter? What were both of their minds thinking recently?
Upon further thought, Chu Ge was simply a cheat. He could just write down whatever ability he wanted. With Qiu Wuji’s level, she could naturally learn anything. In the end, she could bring it out and teach him.
Other people had their own innate talents, especially some unique ones that were expected to be one-of-a-kind. But with Chu Ge’s method, he could just write it down.
Qiu Wuji couldn’t help but say, “If you have an ability like this, it is definitely the most shameless ability in the world.”
“I cannot be this shameless alone. The primary reason for this is that I have a female lead who collaborates with me, hence why we are known as ‘The Sharp Husband and Wife Duo’…”
Before he finished speaking, he was kicked over by Qiu Wuji: “Get lost.”
But Chu Ge was prepared long ago and had already flipped onto the sofa, watching her spin around.
Qiu Wuji glared at him with clenched teeth.
Despite his attempt to interrupt her gibberish and make things seem normal, she sensed that something had shifted since they went to the nightclub yesterday. Even though the atmosphere appeared to have returned to normal, they both knew that something had changed.
Whether she wanted to be hugged or not was secondary. Why would she be willing to cooperate with him as his self-proclaimed girlfriend? Why did she feel that what they did to the blind date woman was right?
Qiu Wuji couldn’t even figure it out herself.
She regretted her performance yesterday and couldn’t concentrate during her meditation last night. Today, she had to deal with his nonsense again.
“I’m not making breakfast! Go eat outside by yourself!” Qiu Wuji protested.
Chu Ge smiled apologetically: “I’ll go out and buy soy milk for you.”
Qiu Wuji couldn’t help but think of his books from before. She felt that even soy milk had some other meaning.
Not pure.
How could there be such a person? Really.
Qiu Wuji watched Chu Ge leave, took out her phone and opened the app to continue reading.
It’s no wonder Chu Ge said that having a calm life disturbed is like a fly in the ointment – without those troublesome ability users, life is quite comfortable.
But his own abilities are extraordinary, and her existence is also so unique, can some things really be avoided?
…
Meanwhile, Chu Ge went out to buy soy milk and steamed buns, and someone messaged him on WeChat.
He picked it up and saw it was his college classmates’ group…
Lao Hong: “Let’s get together this weekend. It’s the season we graduated back then, and it’s been five years. We should do something, right?”
Lao Hong was the class monitor back then. Although nobody really thought that the class monitor had any presence in university, but he had to carry the burden of organizing every group activity. Chu Ge himself was a member of the organizing committee, which was like being part of a secret society that no one understood. So even though Chu Ge wrote “organizing committee member” on his resume, he still had no idea what he actually did. It was like being part of a club where the first rule was nobody knew what the club was for.
Lao Hong tagged everyone in the group chat, but the response was sparse. It took a long time for a few people to reply, “We should get together.”
Someone also replied, “Sorry, I’m busy this weekend. I’m on a business trip and haven’t come back yet.”
“My wife’s due date is this weekend.”
Regardless of the response, it was overall sparse. Lao Hong didn’t mind and said directly, “No problem. Whoever wants to come can come. Let’s tally up the number of people and reserve a table.”
Chu Ge used to be a member who pretended to be dead, but this time he thought about it and finally said, “Count me in. The fifth anniversary is quite meaningful.”
Yang Dingtian: “Haha, I knew Chu Ge would come. Seems like he’s transformed.”
“Hey, change your wording. Using ‘change’ sounds less misleading than using ‘transform’,” Chu Ge joked casually. He thought to himself that it might be a good idea to socialize more with Lin Wuyang given the current situation.
There’s no denying that he was now engaging in socializing with a utilitarian purpose and had become the kind of person he used to dislike.
The group chat laughed, “It’s different when a great writer speaks. He even pays attention to word ambiguity.”
Chu Ge also sent a crossed-arms emoji.
Actually, Chu Ge didn’t like seeing others call him a great writer because he always felt that there was a malicious irony behind it.
The boundary between whether others are teasing or praising only depends on whether he was truly a great writer or not.
He was not.
Qi Wuji said it quite well. Best-selling authors are still quite respected, right? But the definition of “best-selling” for online writers was different, and many best-selling authors in the field had failed to cross the divide. Only a few had truly succeeded, and even then they were still different from traditional authors in most people’s minds.
So Chu Ge hated participating in the Writers’ Association meetings the most. Once, he attended a meeting where the chairman was being sarcastic, and all the online writers collectively got up and left, creating an extremely awkward scene. Later, there was another time when none of the attendees at the “Online Literature Seminar” were online writers, which also became a moment of fun talk.
Rumors say that the things Chu Ge wrote before caused a bad reputation for the platform, but Chu Ge denies it. Compared to the blatant language used by many publications, his subtle use of words is nothing. Whoever said that was just trying to make trouble.
But regardless, his grades are still the best, and the classmates have heard of his great works even if they don’t know what he wrote. That’s still something to be proud of.
What is life for anyway…
“I’m back,” While chatting aimlessly in the group, Chu Ge returned home with a soy milk bun in hand.
He immediately saw Qiu Wuji stuffing yesterday’s clothes into the washing machine on the balcony, and Chu Ge was stunned. Something was spreading in his heart, just like when she first cooked for him.
He felt like he had a home, although it wasn’t really his.
“You…,” he spoke a bit awkwardly, “You have your purification technique, why are you using the washing machine?”
“Oh,” Qiu Wuji examined the washing machine and casually said, “How can I experience everything in this world using just my powers?”
“Um…” Chu Ge didn’t say anything else and placed the soy milk and steamed bun on the table. “Let’s eat first.”
He felt his voice soften, and Qiu Wuji looked at him strangely.
Chu Ge nibbled on a steamed bun and muttered, “I’m going to write and see if the fan support has had any effect yet.”
Qiu Wuji still felt his attitude and tone were strange. “Are you still worried about being looked down on by blind dates?”
Chu Ge smiled. “Those who come to blind dates are just a microcosm of society. I’m going to a class reunion in a few days – well, it’s like a gathering in a sect in which they compare those who have done well and those who haven’t.
“You… you’re really ordinary.”
“I really am ordinary… people are social animals, at least before I became immortal.”
Qiu Wuji pressed the washing machine button and watched it spin. Suddenly, she smiled and turned around. “Although your books are a bit… I think they’re great.”
She felt like it was a weird thing to say, so she quickly added, “They can even embody me. Of course, they’re great.”
Chu Ge didn’t respond to her addition. He just stared at her face, captivated by her radiant smile and overwhelmed by a melting sensation in his heart.
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