Chapter 275: Years
"Click~" The door of the old house opened and dust flew in.
Qiu Wuji made some hand gestures and cleared all the dust in the house in a blink of an eye, making the room clean and fresh.
Chu Ge closed the door, hugged her and smiled: "It's great to have a fairy wife at home."
Qiu Wuji smiled and said, "I also watched an old drama with this name. At that time, I thought that this name was very similar to me."
Chugo blinked.
When was that? Did you feel like a fairy wife at that time?
Qiu Wuji guessed what he was thinking and frowned.
Chugo coughed dryly: "That drama, I watched the reruns in the 2000s, now I only remember the Grasshopper songs, full of memories. Well, it fits this old background very well."
Qiu Wuji said: "The heroine is not as pretty as me."
"Of course, there is no heroine in the world prettier than my Qiuqiu!"
"That..." Qiu Wuji whispered, "That heroine always helps the hero to pretend to be awesome and slap him in the face. I don't think I helped her at all. I was taken care of by that live-streaming guy who suddenly appeared."
Chu Ge laughed loudly and pinched Qiu Wuji's nose: "You... you thought the same when you pretended to be my female fan in front of Wu Yang and the others. You acted like my father God cannot be insulted. In fact, you are even more secular than me."
"Humph. It's obviously your own inner desire. If you don't return home when you are rich and powerful, it's like walking in the night in fine clothes. I am just honestly reflecting what Father God is thinking."
"I'm not rich. I only heard about Xie Wenyuan's casting press conference from Xiao Xu. Without him, I wouldn't be able to pretend like this." Chu Ge smacked his lips in pain, and then came to his senses: "Why do I feel like this guy is deliberately showing off? This guy is quite sinister..."
Finally realized...
But it’s okay, it’s just business promotion.
Chu Ge thought that the boy seemed to be a big anchor, but he didn't know what field he was in. He shouldn't be a film editor or a film critic, right? His last name was Xu, not Xu.
Logically speaking, it would probably be something like anime and games. Maybe they could really praise each other and ask him to praise anime for them.
So people should go out, and see and hear things. What’s the point of staying at home…
He was distracted, so Qiu Wuji went around to visit by himself.
People are used to saying that it is an old, dilapidated and small house, but in fact the word "small" is not objective, because it is quite large, about 140 square meters, with three bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms. It is much larger than the current rental houses, and this is also the reason why it is difficult to rent.
The furniture in the room is neat and tidy, and bears a strong mark of its age, such as the wooden and marble octagonal table and the carved wooden chairs. Although they look classical and nice, they are actually very hard to sit on. It is also very difficult to clean them, and it is exhausting to wipe clean the patterns and carvings.
Even today, these tables and chairs seem to be decades old, but the paint is still in good condition. They don’t look old, but they do look weathered.
The large LCD TV hanging on the wall of the living room instead of a thick color TV at least proves the lifestyle of a few years ago. Unfortunately, compared with today's TVs, it also looks much thicker and outdated at a glance.
But Qiu Wuji didn't think it was outdated, she found it very interesting.
The utensils from decades ago and the home appliances from a few years ago seem to outline every detail of Chugo's life here from childhood to adulthood.
There is a photo of a family of three on the wall, a young version of Chu Ma, a mature version of Chu Ge, and a little kid with a fake smile on his face. All three of them are wearing shirts and long pants. The photo is yellowed and looks rustic, but very warm.
Qiu Wuji just stared at the little brat, looking back and forth. The more he looked at him, the more adorable he felt, and an unconscious smile appeared on his face.
So cute~ My ChuChu~
Will the next child I have look like this?
Is he wearing crotchless pants?
Chu Ge, who was standing next to him, had a face as dark as the bottom of a pot: "What were you looking at with your head tilted? You were in elementary school at that time, and you didn't wear open-crotch pants."
"How do you know what I want to see?"
"I know it as soon as you stick your butt out..."
"Bah, so obscene!" Qiu Wuji stepped on Chu Ge's foot, stopped looking at the little brat, and turned into the study.
"Who is so obscene..." Chu Ge chased in.
The ordinary table in the study was quite broken, with traces of knife scratches on the tabletop, as if there was a smiley face drawn on it. Qiu Wuji could almost imagine how Chugodoppi had been beaten and cried his heart out.
There are also award certificates for being "three good students" on the wall, covering the entire wall. Chu Ge, a first-grade student at XX Primary School... haha.
Chugo followed her with his hands on his hips, looking in the direction she was looking, his face even darker than before.
Social dead belongs to yes. So why do every parent have to put this on their children...
When we look at your house in the book, it doesn’t reveal your secrets like that... Oh, so there’s not much secrets about her house.
That is a land of immortals, without the popularity of life.
Qiu Wuji's eyes fell on a bamboo flute in the corner, and he was finally a little surprised: "Hey, is this yours?"
"Yeah, I learned it when I was a kid, and I quickly handed it back to my teacher, including the piano..."
"Your life isn't hard."
"When did I ever say I was suffering? How bad can a dual-income family without any illness or disaster be? It's normal, right?"
Qiu Wuji picked up the bamboo flute, cleaned it with a spell, and handed it to Chu Ge expectantly: "Play it for me?"
"I said I won't blow it anymore..."
"Be more confident. You are in a different state of mind now than before. You can regain the memories you forgot in your early years."
"This thing is mainly muscle memory..."
Qiu Wuji frowned and glared: "I see you just don't want to brag!"
Chu Ge said honestly: "Because this thing is a flute..."
Qiu Wuji understood and said speechlessly: "What about the flute?"
“I haven’t learned it.” Chu Ge said honestly, “When I was a kid, I read novels about traveling the world with a flute and a sword. They were so cool and beautiful, and I thought the flute was rustic, so I learned the flute. When I grew up, it was all over. The two were reversed. The flute became different, but the posture of the transverse flute was very handsome. We honest people can’t keep up with the changes of the times…”
Qiu Wuji said angrily: "You are the only honest person. The flute has changed its taste all of a sudden because of people like you!"
Chu Ge kept silent with a straight face, and no one knew what he was thinking...
Qiu Wuji looked at him for a long time with a stern face: "Wait for the book to tell you, I have all kinds of flutes in my room."
"what?"
"If you can play a kong-related instrument, you can play a hundred instruments. If you can play the xiao, you can also play the flute." Qiu Wuji's eyes moved and he turned his head away. "I used to think you didn't understand this and never thought about it. Since you can play it, then when we walk over there, you and I can play the qin and flute together."
Chu Ge suddenly became interested. What a great scene!
As a die-hard literary youth, I think this scene is awesome no matter how I think about it, especially when they are on the top of the mountain with clouds and snow flying, two people are standing in a stone pavilion on the cliff, the music of the zither and the flute are playing, and white cranes are circling...
That’s great, no, I have to practice!
Qiu Wuji also thought this scene was good. He smiled with his eyebrows curved, and walked out of the study room with his hands behind his back: "Chu Ge, the three-good student of Class 1 (3), Chu Ge, the first prize winner of the Nanjiang City Primary School Student Essay Competition, Chu Ge, and the excellent winner of the speech competition. Hehe, you can also give a speech."
Chu Ge: “…”
Grass.
"Chu Ge, I like it here." Qiu Wuji turned around and smiled happily: "Whether I will live here in the future is another matter, but I am very happy here today."
Chu Ge muttered: "Isn't it just for fun to see me embarrassed..."
"No." Qiu Wuji put his arms around his neck and offered a kiss: "Because the Chu Ge in my heart has become more real and three-dimensional, just like when you went to see us in the book..."
Is it so or isn’t it?
Was it Zhuang Zhou who saw the butterfly, or was it the butterfly that saw Zhuang Zhou?
It's just about entering each other's world.
A mysterious feeling arose in the hearts of both of them, as if they were about to make a breakthrough in their practice.
The golden elixir is coming?
How long have you been practicing? No, everyone's accumulated mana is not enough, especially Chu Ge, whose mana is only at the middle stage of foundation building at most.
It's not a sign of a breakthrough, but it feels like a breakthrough. What is that...
Is there any external influence?
They both turned their heads at the same time and their eyes fell on the master bedroom.
It was at this moment that the two of them suddenly remembered that there had lived in this house an SS and a suspected fantasy...SSS.
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