"Mengmeng, you and your husband are back together?"
While waiting for the old man to wake up, Qiu Wuji and Zhu Mengmeng whispered to each other.
Zhu Mengmeng's eyes were still red. She grabbed Qiu Wuji's hand for comfort and whispered, "Not yet... but we're just separated, not divorced. When Dad had his accident, he was the first person I thought of."
"You... he really came right away. Not bad at all?"
"Yeah, yeah." Zhu Mengmeng smiled slightly. "His character isn't bad either."
"So how did you two separate?" Qiu Wuji couldn't help but ask. "I used to think it was your private matter and I shouldn't ask, but now I really can't help asking, Mengmeng."
"Sigh, we were all young and naive back then. We each did our own thing, thinking that was the new way of marriage. I knew a lot of young men, and he knew a lot of young women. It's hard to say whose fault it was..."
"Emmmm..." Qiu Wuji, who thought he was there to be a relationship expert, was dumbfounded.
Four months online, what haven't I seen?
This is truly unprecedented.
"Anyway, we just separated after playing around for a while," Zhu Mengmeng sighed. "Then I saw you and your husband, so sweet it was like I was being fed dog food, I couldn't stand it! It reminded me I have a husband, and we're almost thirty, it's time to settle down and live a proper life..."
"So he hasn't settled down yet?"
"I don't know, he hasn't been online much lately. Ever since he found out the girl he's been chatting with on WeChat is my alternate account, he seems seven or eight parts more subdued." Zhu Mengmeng suddenly cheered: "It proves he's lost his charm, he can't hook up with any girls anymore, hahaha." Qiu Wuji said irritably: "It proves you know him too well. He thinks this girl is so considerate and understanding, but she's actually his wife. Shouldn't that have affected him a bit?"
"Wow, Qiuqiu, you're talking about love now, and you actually make some sense."
"Of course!"
"But my dad doesn't like him." Zhu Mengmeng suddenly lowered her voice.
"Hmm?" Qiu Wuji's scalp tingled, and his eyes sharpened instantly.
Zhu Mengmeng felt that Qiu Wuji's gaze was as piercing as a sword, and she was secretly alarmed. This friend of hers usually seemed simple-minded, like someone who hadn't heard of or played anything before, like someone who had come down from the mountains. But when he got serious, his eyes were truly frightening. Was he really a reclusive swordsman living in the mountains?
She knew what Qiu Wuji was thinking and quickly explained, "Don't get the wrong idea. My dad doesn't like him, but he didn't stop me from being with him. We didn't have any conflicts, so how could he have hit me out of nowhere? If he really did, Dad would have known when he woke up, and he wouldn't dare stand here..." Qiu Wuji's heart eased slightly, and he asked, "Then why doesn't your dad like him?"
Zhu Mengmeng lowered her voice, "You know we have special abilities... Dad likes card games, and he can do divination by drawing cards, but it's very vague... In the end, he just said that we weren't happy, and didn't say anything else. Over the past few years, we really haven't been happy, but everyone's standard of happiness is different. These past few years have been very comfortable and happy." The sharpness in Qiu Wuji's eyes disappeared, replaced by annoyance.
Yes, yes, you're happy.
Besides, Mengmeng's dad is indeed a member of the Black Room, with a useless special ability.
Although divination might be more useful if developed to a higher level, at least it wouldn't be so vague. Once you can predict accurately, that's a divine technique, very powerful. But based on what I've seen and heard these past few days, it seems quite difficult for these people to develop their special abilities to a high level; at least, it's not something that can be done in a short time.
"And what about you?" she couldn't help but ask Zhu Mengmeng, "What kind of superpower do you have?"
Zhu Mengmeng hesitated, "Can I not say..."
"Tell me, maybe it's related to your dad getting beaten up?"
"I, um..." Zhu Mengmeng glanced around and whispered, "I can see other people's connections, and then secretly cut them, so I can steal other people's boyfriends... Hey, hey, don't look at me like that, I didn't cut your and Chu Ge's connection..."
Qiu Wuji grabbed her collar, gritting his teeth, "Don't even mention cutting it, if you dare touch our connection, I'll throw you into the bottom of the Nanjiang River to feed the pigs!"
"There are no pigs in the Nanjiang River... uh, no, you guys have more than one connection, all sorts of random things, and it's really outrageous..."
"How outrageous?"
"It's like..." Zhu Mengmeng stroked her chin, thinking for a long time before saying uncertainly, "Like in The Matrix, a connection across time and space."
Qiu Wuji paused, his grip on her collar slowly loosening.
A connection transcending time and space.
"Hey, are you two destined for each other from a past life? I'm so envious..."
"Watch less drama... there's no reincarnation."
We only ask for eternity in this life.
Her gaze unconsciously searched for Chu Ge.
Chu Ge was talking to Cai Zhijian on the balcony.
Chu Ge had once said Cai Zhijian was very handsome, and indeed, two handsome men standing on the balcony talking was a pleasing sight. But Qiu Wuji thought Chu Ge himself was more handsome; Cai Zhijian's type was too... well, too effeminate?
Maybe young girls these days prefer that type, calling them pretty boys or something, but Qiu Wuji still thought Chu Ge's type was more handsome, with strong, masculine features. Since he started working out, his muscles have become more and more muscular, making him look more and more like a big bear, big and cute!
If the two of them stood together, according to the guys in the group, Chu Ge was definitely the dominant one. Hmm... before, when he stood next to Zhang Qiren, Chu Ge was definitely the dominant one too.
Actually, Chu Ge was naturally quite assertive, and sometimes he seemed a bit of a masochist towards Qiu Wuji. That was because the difference in their fighting abilities was too tragic, plus… he loved her.
Most of the time, Qiu Wuji knew that Chu Ge's mindset was very masculine, like how he was always thinking about the husband's authority. Heh heh, trying to drive him crazy? Dream on.
Uh, wasn't I here to keep Mengmeng company? Why am I thinking about him all the time…?
Qiu Wuji stiffly turned his neck back, looking at Zhu Mengmeng's resentful expression, and awkwardly smiled apologetically: "Mengmeng, where were we…?"
Zhu Mengmeng retorted indignantly: "Shut up, you lovesick fool!"
"Where is Mr. Cai working now?" Chu Ge was asking Cai Zhijian.
Cai Zhijian smiled: "He started his own film and television culture company…"
Seeing Chu Ge's slightly stunned expression, Cai Zhijian smiled: "I heard Mr. Chu is a writer, maybe we can collaborate."
Chu Ge shook his head slightly.
To this day, he still didn't know how copyrights were handled, or whether he could find someone to sell them to.
Besides, he had a strange, literary air about him, feeling that this shouldn't be something he was shamelessly peddling. If you like it, buy it and film it; if you don't, forget it.
Even if he really wanted to adapt it, it wasn't just about money; it was about a sense of presence in the world, which was very important…
He didn't bring up his own adaptation rights, but simply asked, "Are there film and television companies in Nanjiang? I don't think I've heard much about them…"
"Yes, there are, mostly making various short videos. There aren't any big companies or big productions. I only deal with short videos and commercials," Cai Zhijian laughed. "But if Mr. Chu is interested, we always have channels in the industry and can help you get in touch."
"Heh…" Chu Ge chuckled. "Thank you for your kindness, Lao Cai… Don't call me Mr. Chu, Chu…" "Chu Ge is fine." Cai Zhijian didn't mince words and said directly, "Yes, Chu Ge." Chu Ge said, "The copyright issue will be handled by Dianniang. I don't handle it myself, so let's not get into that." Cai Zhijian paused, gave Chu Ge a deep look, and then smiled, "Okay." He then blinked, "You can come to my company sometime. Those young actresses really admire the great writer..." Chu Ge turned to look in Qiu Wuji's direction. Qiu Wuji was whispering with Zhu Mengmeng. As if sensing Chu Ge's gaze, she turned back and smiled sweetly. Chu Ge smiled back and replied softly, "If I had met you a few months earlier, I might have been really excited. I might have shamelessly pestered you to introduce me to actresses... But now... my heart is full, there's no room for anything else." Cai Zhijian's eyes showed a strange light. He was about to say something when there was a knock on the ward door, so he stopped talking for a moment. Chu Ge turned to look. It was Zhong Yi who entered.