Chapter 121 Qiu Xin
Qiu Wuji went to cook, and Chu Ge went back to his room to continue writing.
However, both of them were distracted while working.
I was told not to think too much, but how could I not think?
Why was Qiu Wuji willing to be hugged by him when he came out this time? Did he do something to move Qiu Xin at that time?
No.
Just because when he encountered the enemy, Qiu Wuji felt for the first time what it was like to "not be able to get out when you want to."
Anxiety, fear, and inability to see.
I suffered powerlessly for the whole day, and my heart broke when I saw that he was safe and sound.
The two of them seldom discussed what would happen if the two worlds were separated and they could never see each other again...but this worry has never been eliminated in their hearts.
Zhang Qiren just left the country, but the two were separated by a river and hatred, which was enough to make people feel depressed.
What if we are separated by two worlds and will never see each other again?
Until this matter can be settled, any promises and expectations about the "future" are empty.
Just fight for the present.
Chu Ge really couldn't continue typing. Even when he opened the group chat and saw others discussing the mouth-wiping picture, it was so glaring at this moment.
He sat in front of the document for a moment in a daze, finally pushed the case away and left the computer desk.
Qiu Wuji was washing vegetables. His movements seemed unskillful and he seemed distracted.
Even though he was distracted, he could sense Chu Ge coming in. Qiu Wuji asked casually, "What's up? There's no tea left. Go pour it yourself..."
The words froze in his mouth.
A pair of arms wrapped around her waist and hugged her tightly from behind.
Qiu Wuji's whole body was tense, and he subconsciously pushed back with his elbow.
Chu Ge only groaned, but did not let go.
Qiu Wuji's prepared series of moves including foot stomping, wrist twisting, bone breaking and shoulder throws stopped at the first stage.
Her slippers stepped on the surface of Chugo's shoes, but she no longer exerted any force.
"What are you doing?" Qiu Wuji took a deep breath and maintained a cold and sharp voice: "This elbow is enough to hurt you internally. Do you really want to die?"
Chu Ge endured the pain and whispered, "Even if I'm beaten to death by you, I'll accept it."
"Are you really confident that I won't perish with you? The destruction of the world has nothing to do with me!"
"Even if the world ends, I will hold you in my arms."
At an angle he couldn't see, Qiu Wuji's expression unconsciously changed from anger to rolling his eyes. After a while, he said, "Okay, aren't you practicing? We are all exploring the two realms and seeking the truth, isn't it just for... to enter and exit freely and break the limits of the realm? You must know that haste makes waste. Your current mentality is not good."
She really knew why Chu Ge suddenly became so "bold and lustful". She actually knew what everyone was thinking all along.
——"I just care about you too much."
His words just now are still lingering in my ears.
Chu Ge didn't answer, nor did he need to answer.
He silently regulated his breathing, treating the internal injuries caused by the female Tyrannosaurus' elbow, and still quietly hugged her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder.
The position I had dreamed of for a long time was finally achieved despite injuries and coughing up blood.
But as long as I hold you like this, I feel peaceful.
That illusory dream, Yan Ruyu in the book, is now truly in my arms.
He didn't answer, and Qiu Wuji didn't push him away again.
The two of them just stood silently by the sink for more than ten minutes without moving.
Chu Ge's anxious heart finally calmed down, and he began to feel her softness and the fragrance of her hair, which he had not paid attention to before.
"Okay, go and heal your wounds." Qiu Wuji kept listening to Chu Ge's heartbeat, and when he felt it had calmed down, he finally whispered, "Remember to bring the clam pearls with you, they can help you recover... You're always looking for trouble, and today's ten thousand updates are in jeopardy again."
She struggled slightly.
The embrace that he hadn't been able to loosen even with his elbows was freed with a simple struggle this time. Chu Ge retreated obediently and said with an apologetic smile, "It's no problem to update 10,000 times! As long as my hands aren't broken, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood won't matter. I'll get used to it after a while..."
Qiu Wuji never turned to look at him from beginning to end.
She was afraid that she would not be able to help but beat him when she saw his dead look, and she was also afraid that he would see her red face.
Will this guy continue to push his limits in the future?
Should I still beat him then?
But his feelings at that time were so strong that they seemed to be about to overflow, and I could deeply feel his anxiety and panic.
Why... can it make people a little happy?
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While eating, the two of them seemed to be in a quarrel or cold war. They each ate in silence and actually didn't know how to talk to each other.
Qiu Wuji looked sulky and angry, and Chu Ge was also afraid that Qiu Wuji would get angry and be scolded if he spoke, so he decided to just keep quiet and make a fortune.
I’ve already hugged you, so a little injury is nothing. Once you get used to it, you can hug me again!
Chu Ge stole a glance at Qiu Wuji's Sima face, and swallowed what he wanted to say. He thought to himself that he should wait for it to cool down, and wait until the evening when her face is not so smelly...
"Ahem... I've finished eating, and I'm going to write..."
"Go and write. If you don't update 10,000 times today, you won't be allowed to eat dinner!"
"Yes, sir!"
Chu Ge returned to his room in a flash.
The following coding was really powerful, just like taking a power pill.
Qiu Wuji spent the entire afternoon listening to the clacking sound of Chu Ge typing, which was like a typing machine that did not require any thinking.
As a novice coder, Qiu Wuji couldn't understand why some people could code for hours without thinking. He always felt that it was unscientific... However, facts proved that people really can do it when they are motivated.
The plot is already in my mind, my thoughts are clear and smooth, the beginning, development, climax and ending come easily to me, and I can come up with some inspired sentences from time to time.
The only thing required is to concentrate and be able to immerse yourself in the plot.
Once Chu Ge began to split his attention between practicing and typing, he would often enter this state. At that time, typing did not feel like typing, but rather restoring the original appearance of a world in the document.
Qiu Wuji couldn't understand it, but he envied this state very much, so he started writing his autobiography.
On the contrary, she was not as calm as Chu Ge. Her mind was in a mess and complicated. She didn't even type a thousand words in an afternoon, but she watched her phone prompt twice in a row that "The "Chu Tian Wu Ji" you are following has been updated", which meant that Chu Ge finished two more chapters in the afternoon.
Qiu Wuji looked at his sparse documents and sighed with a pout, feeling extremely angry.
I still have some doubts to ask him.
But how can I ask him today... Ask him if he will be teased? Will he give me a shoulder pinch or a hug?
No, I'm still sulking with him and in the cold war, how can I ask him?
Just as she was struggling with the idea, Chu Ge's head popped out from outside the door, as if looking at what she was doing.
Qiu Wuji said unhappily, "If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, just fart. Why are you cowering there? Are you trying to sneak up on me again?"
"No, no." Chu Ge walked in with an apologetic smile: "I have finished coding today's mission, and I want to ask Master some questions about cultivation."
Qiu Wuji was stunned for a moment, then immediately found a solution: "Switch, I'll ask you a question too. Tell me what your problem is first."
Chu Ge actually had no doubts at all. He was able to practice multitasking very smoothly. It was obvious that he came here deliberately to chat with her, or to give her a way out to vent her anger.
As long as he has time to think, Chu Ge, as a writer of harem novels, knows what to do.
When she asked me that, I made up an excuse: "Oh, I was thinking, since the sea sand can help me practice spiritual magic, then this clam pearl has a healing effect, can it help me practice a healing magic? In the future, I can use magic to heal instead of waiting for self-healing to recover."
Qiu Wuji shook his head: "It's not feasible, because the fundamental practice of your Golden Bell Cover belongs to the method of hard and fierce, which is different from the nature of the mana required for healing. Mixing them together will easily cause problems. In addition, the Golden Bell Cover itself belongs to the category of people who have a strong effect on self-recovery and reshaping, and the self-healing method is also somewhat repetitive. It is better to have others heal you or use other elixirs than to heal yourself - oh, no, this is all your setting, you don't know why you ask me?"
"Well, I only know the theory but not the practice. I still need to ask Master."
Qiu Wuji accepted this explanation and stood up modestly: "Come sit over here, I'll take a look at your injuries."
Chu Ge sat in her seat with her hands in her pockets.
Qiu Wuji reached out and pressed Chu Ge's ribs. It was a little bruised and swollen, and even the Golden Bell Cover couldn't withstand it. The internal injuries were not so bad. He held back his strength and didn't let his magic power wreak havoc inside: "It's okay, I'll comb it for you..."
The gentle magic power penetrated into the skin and smoothed the wound. Chu Ge felt very refreshed and asked, "What about you? What's your problem? Is the turning point I talked about last night not enough?"
"No..." Qiu Wuji said absentmindedly while massaging and combing his hair, "As I said before, I lived in the town for a while. In fact, when I first started practicing swordsmanship, the experiences during that period did benefit me. The city life, neighborhood disputes, parents' intentions, villains' minds... I couldn't experience these when I was young in the mountains. But from the perspective of traveling the world with a sword, looking at each person is like reading a book, and I have gained a lot."
Chu Ge was a little dazed when he heard this: "Interesting... then what?"
"But now when I recall it, or put it into words, I just feel that it's boring and trivial. Will no one read it as a novel?"
For the first time, Chugo fell into deep thought when she asked a question about writing.
Originally, I could have just glossed over this specific case. But if we were to talk about the larger proposition of how to write about trivial matters in an attractive way, it would not be explained in a few words. Especially when we look at trivial matters from a detached God's bystander perspective, we would not even have a sense of immersion, which would be more difficult and boring.
It can be said that Chu Ge himself does not have this level of skill. Anyone who can find true interest in the ordinary is a master.
Zhen frowned in thought, and suddenly felt the slender hand massaging his ribs begin to move, as if hesitantly, and pinched his temple.
Chu Ge was stunned for a moment, then he heard Qiu Wuji's voice saying, "Forget it, you've been typing for the whole afternoon, your mind must be tired, why don't you take a rest first, let's talk after dinner?"
Her slender fingers gently stroked her temples, and the faint fragrance permeated her nose.
Chu Ge didn’t even have any thoughts at this moment, let alone mental fatigue... He felt like he had ascended to heaven.
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