Qiu Wuji is now filled with regret, deep regret.
If only she had firmly denied being his girlfriend in the beginning, saying it was just a shared rental⦠Or if she had hidden in book early on, why would they be bothered by these trivial matters?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
And now?
They are a couple, âpassionate cohabitants,â yet they havenât even slept together. Who would they say this to? Who would believe it?
Actually, since theyâre not married, itâs not that unusual to have separate rooms. She could say they are abstaining and have made a firm decision not to engage in certain activities before marriage. Qiu Wuji had indeed seen people experimenting with this online, and now that she surfs the internet every day, so sheâs not unfamiliar with these ideas. But this kind of trial marriage itself is quite niche, not many people believe in it, and most think that youâre just looking for a backup plan. Even if we donât think of it in a negative way, it at least proves one thing: your relationship is just average, still in the stage of getting to know each other and adapting. Thatâs a fact.
But she still has an issue, her undisclosed identity problem⦠Previously, the Chu Geâs mother overlooked it because she thought their relationship was good. But now, is this what you call a good relationship? Who wouldnât have any thoughts after seeing this? Look at Wu Xiuyunâs expression, who knows what strange and curious thoughts have crossed her mind. Sheâs probably thinking about backup plans, female spies, half a million, all related to her sonâs identity⦠Any kind of thought could pop up.
Chu Ge wiped his sweat nervously, his mind racing as he desperately searched for an excuse. âUm, you see, Qiuqiu started her menstrual cycle these past few daysâ¦â
Wu Xiuyun: âHmm?â
Chu Geâs words flowed more smoothly as he continued, âIf you donât believe me, you can go to the bathroom and see for yourself. The sanitary pad is still thereâ¦â
âItâs not about whether the sanitary pad is there or not,â Wu Xiuyun was puzzled. âWhat does menstruation have to do with sleeping in separate rooms? Who told you that sharing a room means you must do something bad? If that were the case, your father would have made me a mother long agoâ¦eh, he did..â
Chu Ge: ââ¦â
Qiu Wuji: ââ¦â
Wu Xiuyun glared at her son. âWhat expression is that? Am I the one doing something? Weâre talking about you now. Whatâs your reason?â
âAh? Ah⦠wellâ¦â Chu Ge struggled to find an excuse. âQiuqiu is somewhat superstitious and thinks it will bring bad luck. You know my career is improving, right? She doesnât want me to have any bad luck⦠so we decided to sleep separately for these two days, just these two daysâ¦â
Qiu Wuji remained silent beside them, amazed by what she heard. Truly worthy of a manâs mouth, a deceitful ghost. You can come up with such reasons, truly impressive.
Wu Xiuyun scrutinized her son from top to bottom and asked suspiciously, âJust these two days?â
âYes, yes.â Chu Ge casually embraced Qiu Wuji. âQiuqiu and I have a very good relationship, mua~â
Qiu Wuji: ââ¦â
She wanted to kick him to death in her heart, but her face instinctively wore a sweet smile as she gently leaned against Chu Geâs chest, behaving shyly without saying a word. Deal with it for now, but Iâll beat you later.
But she forgot that this wasnât something that could be resolved with just empty wordsâ¦
Wu Xiuyun seemed relieved and waved her hand dismissively, âWhat era is this? Still believing in such feudal superstitions?⦠Even if there were some strange things in ancient times, theyâre probably just supernatural powers. We both have them, so why bother discussing this? Go back to sleep, it looks awkward standing like this.â
Chu Ge held Qiu Wuji in his arms and forced a smile. âOf course, I canât let Mom sleep on the couch⦠Qiuqiu will stay here tonight.â
ââ¦â Qiu Wujiâs face was expressionless.
Why did she suddenly feel like this mother and son were setting her up?
Whether it was a setup or not, at this point, she could either confront them or reluctantly continue with the act. Qiu Wuji ultimately chose to put on a soft smile and stood up. âAuntie, why donât you freshen up first? We have spare towels at homeâ¦â
Wu Xiuyunâs expression became kind and amiable. âAlright, Qiuqiu is indeed capable of managing a household. If I let this little brat take care of himself, he wouldnât even think of having spare itemsâ¦â
Satisfied, Chu Geâs mother entered the bathroom, while the expressions of the young couple outside were different, frozen like characters in a famous painting.
â¦â¦â¦â¦
Late at night, in the silence.
Qiu Wuji held a pig-shaped pillow in one hand and a set of pajamas in the other, standing upright in Chu Geâs room. She looked at him expressionlessly, not saying a word.
Chu Ge didnât dare to get on the bed or change his clothes. He stood there with a stiff neck, like a soldier under inspection. They had been in this state for five minutes now.
They had shared a room in a hotel before, but there were two separate beds. Here, there was only one bed, and it wasnât very big. What frustrated Qiu Wuji the most was that she had to sleep tonightânormally, one or two nights without sleep wouldnât be a problem, but tonight was physically demanding. If she didnât get a good rest, she would have to leave directly. Suddenly disappearing would be suspicious, and Chu Geâs mother would definitely suspect something tomorrow. It seemed like all the annoying things had coincidentally piled up together, pushing the situation to this state.
Chu Ge seemed to understand this as well. After the two of them stared at each other for a long time, he finally sighed and said, âIâll stay up all night, you go to sleep.â
That was the only solution, and Qiu Wuji was already thinking the same thing. Daring to coax me into sleeping together, Iâll teach you a lesson!
Qiu Wuji was satisfied with his understanding. She simply asked, âWhat about changing my clothes?â
Chu Ge looked around, but there was no privacy screen here, and there wasnât even a place to change into pajamas. Either change into a whole new outfit, but did she have enough magical power for that? Looking at her shirt and pants covered in mud as if she had just come back from a battle⦠Chu Ge could only say, âIâll turn around, you quietly change behind me, I promise not to peek.â
Qiu Wuji stared at him with distrust.
Chu Ge tilted his head. âItâs not like I havenât seen it before, thereâs nothing to see⦠Ah~â
Qiu Wuji pressed him against the wall and said resentfully, âItâs precisely because you, a lecher, have peeked while I was bathing that I canât trust you!â
Chu Ge was about to retort when he suddenly felt something strangeâ¦
Her strength was too weak, almost nonexistent. Is she really on the verge of returning, with barely any energy left? This is⦠If she had just gone back, everything would have been settled. His mother really timed it perfectly and ruthlessly.
Chu Ge had a thought, he slightly twisted his waist and made a light movement with his wrist, breaking free from the restraint. He then pushed Qiu Wuji against the wall.
She glared at him with anger in her eyes. âYouâ¦â
Chu Ge raised his index finger to her lips. âWhen you said I could force you⦠I know this doesnât count. But at least it can prove that I wonât take advantage of the situationâ¦â
He finished speaking and cleanly stepped back, turning around to sit at the computer desk with his back facing Qiu Wuji. âActually, itâs fine if you donât change clothes. Itâs just a bit dirty. Iâll wash the sheets tomorrow.â
Qiu Wuji bit her lip and stared at his back. The impulsive thought of just going back without considering the consequences disappeared instantly. After hesitating for a moment, she sat gently on the corner of the bed and started undressing. âIf the bedsheet is stained with mud, Auntie will notice something is wrong.â
Listening to the rustling sound of her changing clothes behind him, Chu Ge could almost imagine the scene behind him in his mind. He made an effort to swallow his saliva, push the thoughts away, and opened the group chat, trying to chat with his silly group of friends to distract himself. Unfortunately, he couldnât focus on what his friends were talking about. He couldnât read a single word.
Qiu Wuji behind him was equally unsettled, feeling feeling a whirlwind of fluttering butterflies in her heart, making her whole body feel hot.
Sometimes, ambiguity is more captivating than directness. The two young lovers realized this for the first time.
It wasnât until Qiu Wuji changed into her pajamas, hugging the pig-shaped pillow and climbed onto the bed, that she still felt extremely awkward.
This was his bed. The bedsheets and thin blanket were filled with his scent. The familiar scent, in a different environment and atmosphere, still made her heart pound uncontrollably.
Can she really fall asleep? Qiu Wuji couldnât find even the slightest trace of sleepiness. She curled up with the thin blanket and turned to face Chu Ge, who was absentmindedly staring at the computer.
Can he really stay up all night in this state?
Actually, it wasnât suitable for Chu Ge to stay up all night browsing the internet. He had worked hard to adjust his biological clock for better health, and now it would all be ruined. It would not only affect his writing but also his cultivation. Qiu Wuji suddenly thought it would be better to switch roles. âHow about I meditate and stay up all night while you go to sleep?â
Chu Ge turned his head to look at her. The sight of her lying on her side, lightly embracing the thin blanket⦠It was really tempting. Did she not realize it herself?
He immediately turned his head back. âNo need⦠Itâs not a big deal to stay up all night. You should go to sleep.â
Both of them were avoiding a question⦠Wu Xiuyun was a powerful ability user, and they didnât know if she could sense their thoughts through the wall. If she could, it wouldnât matter who stayed up all night; they wouldnât be able to deceive her. Of course, Chu Geâs mother wouldnât do something as boring as peeping, but what if?
Both of them fell into silence, their minds in a tangled mess.
Chu Ge stared blankly at the computer and suddenly said, âQiu Qiuâ¦â
âAh?â Qiu Wuji nervously clutched the thin blanket.
Chu Ge seemed to struggle a bit, slowly uttering each word, âWould you⦠really be my girlfriend? Is it okay?â
It felt like a bolt of lightning struck Qiu Wuji, freezing her in place, her mind going blank.
You⦠Why are you saying this now? What are you planning to do?