Chapter 48
Mahjong is just something to play casually. If it gets involved with money, it becomes troublesome, and even the God of Wealth doesn't want to get involved.
"I don't remember the game rules mentioning Thirteen Orphans at the beginning, so let's just skip this round."
"...Yes, yes, I didn't say that."
"That's true, we can't let this go."
Wu Qi himself offered a way out, and the middle-aged women followed suit one after another.
It seems they didn't expect that the rare Thirteen Orphans would be so easily "forgotten" by the boy in front of them.
The women's blood and energy have visibly recovered, but it's estimated that the recovery is not complete. They'll need to drink some jujube and goji berry soup when they get home.
Having lost interest in continuing to play, they got up to tidy up the table, while the older women chatted about how much they had won and lost that day.
Wu Qi was afraid he would get scolded if he stayed any longer, so he put on his helmet and ran off with me.
We cycled back along the main road by Erhai Lake. At this time, the sun was about to set, and the weather had cooled down considerably.
A motorbike playing DJ music sped past, and I sat on Wu Qi's shoulders, swaying along. Even after the music faded, I was still nodding my head nonsensically.
Wu Qi was amused by my appearance. He had never seen a rabbit that could keep a rhythm before. He asked, "Are you having a good time?"
I nodded in agreement.
Of course I'm happy.
Sometimes you have to admit that Wu Qi's unconventional actions can be surprisingly delightful.
I enjoyed this surprise.
The sky was a deep blood orange, spreading out from the setting sun and creating a magnificent oil painting effect.
The electric car was parked on the deserted shore, with seagulls circling overhead before finally landing on the rocks by Erhai Lake.
Wu Qi stood on the ground and quietly led me to enjoy a sunset.
A prolonged silence is unlike him.
In my memory, he only seemed to remain silent when he had something on his mind. Thinking about it, it seems that he hasn't been as flamboyant as before since I woke up.
I didn't realize it when I was with Zhou Huai every day, playing around and joking with him. But now that we're alone, this feeling is suddenly very strong.
It's like...
like……
He was forcing a smile.
I rubbed against his neck, and he complained of the tickling, so I picked him up and put him in my palm.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
I stretched out my paw and reached towards his chest, wanting to ask: What's wrong with you?
"Ask me."
Wu Qi understood me best and quickly realized, "You're asking me?"
I nodded.
Wu Qi avoided my gaze and fell into a long silence again.
I got a little anxious and scratched at him a couple of times with my claws to force his attention back to me.
After I kept pestering him until he finally put me on the dashboard of the electric scooter, propped himself up on one arm, and stroked my fur.
“Ah Yue”.
Wu Qi's eyelashes drooped, then lifted again. His long-hidden emotions finally surfaced with the sound of that nickname. He frowned and asked, "I want to know... how dare you?"
I was suddenly stunned.
Many possibilities flashed through my mind when I thought about Wu Qi's unhappiness. Perhaps he didn't enjoy the mahjong game, the older woman was too rude, or he was too angry with Zhou Huai to talk... but I never thought it was because of me.
He took a deep breath and said slowly, "What if I had come back even a moment later that day, and found your corpse there? What would I have done?"
I suddenly felt flustered and couldn't help but shrink back.
Wu Qi tightened his grip, not allowing me to dodge. "When I took you away, your face was as white as a sheet of paper. When I held your hand, there was a deep groove on it, and I felt blood."
"That red rope was so strong that even a knife couldn't cut it, and you're telling me you broke it with your bare hands?"
Wu Qi, who has always been able to control all his emotions and has been able to keep his feelings for someone hidden in his heart for 107 years, is now even trembling in his voice.
My eyes were sore, but I didn't feel like crying.
“Ah Yue, ask yourself this.”
Wu Qi's eyes were bloodshot as he spoke slowly and deliberately, "Did you even think of me for a single second?"
My heart was in turmoil, and even the cries of the seagulls sounded like mournful cries.
I opened my mouth, wanting to respond to him and make him look less pathetic. But Wu Qi was simply bullying me; I was so anxious that I stood up, but I couldn't utter a single coherent word.
Receiving no response from me, Wu Qi gave a self-deprecating laugh.
"Why should I argue with a rabbit?"
He fastened his helmet, swallowed a mouthful of grievance, grabbed me as I was flailing my arms in the air, put me on his shoulder, and then twisted the throttle and rode back.
Despite saying he wouldn't mess with the rabbit, Wu Qi had no intention of letting it go.
We rode incredibly fast, so fast that I felt my features fluttering in the wind. I had to hold on tightly to his neck to make it home safely.
The car was parked in front of the courtyard gate.
Zhou Huai, who was chatting with the old lady, looked over when he heard the noise. He saw me first and couldn't help but ask Wu Qi, "Did you take Sister Yueyue to get her hair and makeup done? Who's this hedgehog?"
I:"……"
Wu Qi ignored him, glanced at my bristling hair, and casually stroked it.
Zhou Huai commented again: "Now it looks like a guinea pig."
I:"……"
I didn't want to provoke Wu Qi anymore, so I jumped to the side and shook myself hard. I looked at my reflection in the puddle on the ground, and only then was I barely recognizable.
Zhou Huai struck up a conversation with Wu Qi over there: "Isn't the sunset beautiful by Erhai Lake?"
Why bring up something you shouldn't talk about? Wu Qi's head was still throbbing from the thought, so he retorted, "It's a little better than keeping the old lady entertained at home."
“Hey? What do you mean by making the old lady happy?” Zhou Huai said, “We’re soulmates now. I tell her everyday stories, she shows me photo albums, and she even washes fruit for me.”
Wu Qi: "With your mundane talk, which palace intrigue novel is the old lady thinking about?"
Zhou Huai: "..."
They went inside, followed by a few friendly curses.
I stood at the entrance of the yard and suddenly thought that being able to curse wasn't so bad. It's better than being a rabbit now, unable to speak and just hopping around in a panic.
They still can't make expressions.
But so much time has passed, his body should be almost fully recovered by now.
The rabbit's ears drooped down as I held it in my hand.
When will I be able to return to human form?
So annoying.
So annoying, so annoying, so annoying, so annoying, so annoying, so annoying, so annoying.
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It seemed as if some deity heard my cries of pain. That night, I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and realized that something was wrong with my body.
I turned around, and the moonlight shone directly on me.
In my hazy state, I think I saw the Moon Goddess Chang'e smiling.
I instinctively reached out to touch it, and the gleaming white silk slipped through my distinct fingers, wobbling slightly—
Wait.
Between the fingers?
I raised my hand, and could no longer see the two fuzzy patches; only my fair fingers, illuminated by the moonlight, revealed the lines of my palm.
"ah."
Like a child learning to speak, I opened my mouth and finally experienced the joy of being able to speak again.
I stood up, feeling a bit unsteady as I hadn't walked on two legs in so long. I rushed to Wu Qi's side and patted his face.
His hair had grown quite a bit, sliding down from his shoulders to his face.
"Wu Qi!"
Upon hearing the sound, Wu Qi subconsciously responded and was about to turn over when his body froze for a moment.
He suddenly stood up and caught sight of my face.
Their eyes met, their gazes locked, and tears that had been delayed for hours finally poured down their cheeks.
The night is so beautiful, I'll return his belated answer.
"I've thought about it."
Wu Qi stared at me without blinking.
I continued, "Tell me, in what circumstances did I ever think of you for even a second? Yes, I did."
"I thought about how I would drag you down, how you would have to clean up the mess I made, and how you would take me away to a distant place. But I never thought about what you would do if I died."
Wu Qi listened quietly to my story.
Just like on New Year's Eve, he stood on the mountaintop, listening to me talk to myself amidst the sounds of fireworks and firecrackers.
"Because I never thought I would die."
"So I never thought about leaving you."
"I lost my mind then, I was out of my mind, I didn't even want to think about myself, but there was only one thing I knew clearly—"
"I love you."
"As long as I live, I will never stop thinking about you for a single second."
So straightforward.
So cheesy.
As long as I keep my eyes on him, I won't be afraid.
Wu Qi's eyes were sharp and beautiful, but they shone brightly in the moonlight. He looked at people expressionlessly, yet it was impossible to discern his true emotions.
After a while, he suddenly laughed.
I was completely stunned by what I saw.
Did I say something wrong? Or did I use the wrong phrase?
I was trying to make amends, thinking that I hadn't been a decent human being in a long time, and if I really made a mistake, I hoped that God of Wealth would be lenient with me. But the next second, I felt dizzy and was pinned to the bed by him.
It startled me.
I quickly patted my chest to calm myself down. It's fine if I don't touch it, but if I do, the sky will fall.
Holy shit.
Where are my clothes?
Damn it, isn't anyone going to dress me?
Don't rabbits have dignity?
I……
I just confessed my feelings to Wu Qi while I was naked.
Is it too late for me to slap myself to death now?
Wu Qi leaned down, and I seemed to see a fire burning in his eyes. He pinched my chin, his fingertips caressing my lips, his tone indifferent, yet utterly lewd.
"What are you saying when you're naked?" He moved closer and closer, until he was almost touching her, and said, "May I kiss you without permission?"
"..."
They all did it without permission.
Is there anything else you can say?
As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and our situation is pretty much the same.
Wu Qi's eyes were deep, but there was a smile in the corners of his eyes. He clearly heard those heartfelt words just now, not a single word escaped his ears.
I don't know why, but the scene now is clearly warm and tender, yet what flashes before my eyes is the image of his trembling hand holding me when I left school that day.
And then there was the afternoon when he questioned me about my reddened eyes at the beach.
Every scene touched my heart.
The kind that's alive, with flesh and blood, and pulsating.
I couldn't take it anymore and looked up to meet his lips.
I haven't mastered this body very well yet, and my verbal skills are really bad. I seemed both reserved and anxious, and before long, Wu Qi took the initiative.
Wu Qi ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me passionately and intensely, as if we were reunited after a long separation.
To be honest, I'm not prepared for what will happen next.
But I've had a bad habit since I was a child: no matter how big the matter is, no matter how scared or worried I am, I can pretend that it's not a big deal. In layman's terms, I'm a big shot.
Wu Qi took off his clothes. The moonlight was so soft that I saw his body as if it were a piece of finely carved white jade, so white it was almost transparent.
The muscles are sculpted into deep grooves, from the chest to the abdomen, making it impossible to look away.
Tsk.
When did this person ever work out?
He looked down at me and asked in a low voice, "Are you scared?"
I—my sly nature kicked in—and put on an act: "Didn't you say I was too young before?"
Seemingly surprised by my answer, Wu Qi rubbed his forehead and laughed.
I laughed too, a smile playing on my lips: "Are you scared?"
Only panting could be heard in the attic.
And a long, silent stare.
In the silence, Wu Qi seemed to be using the last of his rationality to weigh what he had to do, and then that rationality finally snapped at a certain moment.
It was like a wave surging over me and engulfing me. Just before I was about to drown, someone pulled me to the surface, but then dragged me back down, giving me no chance to breathe.
The tide will not stop.
In the last moments of my consciousness, I only heard four words.
"You'll regret it."
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