Chapter 132 The Little Prince Points to Qiu Ge
Chapter 132 The Little Prince Points to Qiu Ge
As soon as Wang Zixu got through to Ning Chunyan, he felt that she was in a bad mood. Her "Hello" was like lemonade mixed with oolong tea, the sour taste revealed her carefully concealed absent-mindedness.
Wang Zixu asked: "Are you looking for me?"
Ning Chunyan said: "Well, it seems that I have looked for it."
Wang Zixu asked: "What's the matter?"
Ning Chunyan said: "Let me think about it."
Wang Zixu waited, and heard her even breathing from the other end of the phone. After a long time, she said:
"You said, if I were a book..."
Ning Chunyan spoke in a drawn-out tone, sounding a bit lazy, but Wang Zixu's words seemed to pierce through his spine, causing his scalp to tingle and ache.
This was a metaphor Wang Zixu used when he was flirting with Qiu Ge as the little prince. He was quite confident in this metaphor at the time, after all, he could write without any embellishment, and he had the style of Liu Yong and Zhou Bangyan, but he was happy and not lewd. However, it was quite terrifying when Ning Chunyan said it to him in person.
The first possibility that came to his mind was: Oh no, I'm exposed.
But his mouth is also very stubborn, so stubborn that his whole body can be cremated after his death, and only this mouth is worthy of being made into a specimen. Even if he is exposed, he will never admit it and will continue to play dumb to the end:
"Ah? What book are you?"
Ning Chunyan's tone made Wang Zixu seem to see her suspicious almond eyes even through the phone: "Don't interrupt me, I'm asking you, answer me seriously, if I were a book, how would you read me?"
Wang Zixu had a bitter face. What kind of people were he acquainted with? In the early morning, they were either asking him about his ego, his id, or his superego, or they were talking about how they were a book.
"That depends on what kind of book you are."
"What kind of book do you think I am?"
"I'm not sure. After all, I've only known you for a short time."
"It makes me sad when you say that."
Wang Zixu said, "I just think that casually comparing people to inorganic objects is a bit objectifying. Only frivolous people would make such a comparison. I don't want to compare you to a book, not at all."
Ning Chunyan was anxious: "Why are you so insensitive to romance? It's just a metaphor, why are you making such a big deal out of it?"
Wang Zixu said, "Okay, I don't judge others casually. Let me take back what I said and correct it. 'I don't want to compare you to a book because that would make me feel frivolous.'"
Ning Chunyan said impatiently, "Forget it, let's put this topic aside for now. Repeat what I said next, 'I am deeply afraid that I am not a beautiful jade, so I dare not work hard to polish myself. But I also half believe that I am a beautiful jade, so I don't want to be mediocre and live with rubble.' Repeat this sentence."
Hearing this, Wang Zixu understood everything. He understood how Ning Chunyan suspected him, and how he had leaked the information, and he regretted it secretly.
"What's wrong with this sentence? This sentence is from a short story, right? It seems to be written by... Nakajima Atsushi?" Wang Zixu said.
"Don't worry about that," Ning Chunyan said in a savage tone, "Just repeat it."
"I'm afraid I'm not a beautiful jade... Hey, I only heard it once, how can I remember it? Say it again."
"Forget it, forget it." Ning Chunyan suddenly lost interest and said in a somewhat unhappy tone, "Just think of it as me being overly suspicious."
Wang Zixu looked innocent: "What happened?"
"nothing."
Ning Chunyan's tone was unfriendly. Women's words were not to be trusted, especially "nothing". If you really believed "nothing", then things would be serious. After all, Wang Zixu was not very experienced, so he was fooled and mistakenly thought he was safe. He asked cautiously: "Then I'll die?"
This sentence finally ignited Ning Chunyan's emotions, and her complaints poured out like a flood:
"I just feel like I've been fooled. I'm a little doubtful whether you consider me a friend. I told you everything foolishly, just like a sock that even the dirt on the soles of my feet was turned inside out to show you, but you didn't tell me anything. Am I too proactive and cheap to make you think I'm unimportant? If that's the case, then don't contact me anymore. I'm sorry, but I have my dignity too."
Wang Zixu was sweating profusely: "Hey, hey, hey, what are you talking about?"
"Humph, some people know what I mean."
Wang Zixu started thinking urgently.
According to his experience, if his wife got angry, he just needed to give her a sum of money of not too much or not too little at the right time. However, this trick would never work against Ning Chunyan, and it might even make her even more angry and make her furious: I, the owner of a Porsche, have always been the one giving money to others. When did it become the turn of a mere Wang Zixu to bribe me with money?
Apart from this trick, he didn't have any special skills to coax girls. Even if he did, it would be difficult to use it on Ning Chunyan. If he really used presumptuous means to coax her, wouldn't it be the same as admitting that he was the little prince?
Just when he was at a loss for what to do, Wang Zixu suddenly had an idea. While on the phone, he opened the Wen Ai APP. Sure enough, among the many invitations, he saw the solemn new message sent by Ning Chunyan last night:
[This time we have something serious and important to discuss. This is really the last time I will chat with you. Please agree. ]
The little prince in a black windbreaker came out of the kitchen, took the phone from him with big strides, and said:
"There's no time to hesitate. You'll be in charge of talking to her and I'll be in charge of chatting with her."
This sounds very surreal, but it makes perfect sense in this situation. The prince smiled wryly and nodded. The little prince stretched out his hands and made a picture frame in the air:
"Yes, just stay in this state, feeling helpless and very weak, and then talk to her in this state."
Wang Zixu saw the little prince open Ning Chunyan's dialog box and typed in it vigorously:
【Didn't I tell you not to say "the last time" anymore? I don't like it. As long as you and I are not dead, never say "the last time". But please tell me what serious things you want to talk about. If that thing is the end of the world, I might forgive you. 】
Wang Zixu watched the little prince input the message. In the blink of an eye, goose bumps covered his arms. Sometimes he still admired this person. Being frivolous to the extreme was another kind of true love. He opened his mouth and said to Ning Chunyan:
"How are you cheap? I am lucky to have a friend like you. I dare not hide anything from you. It's just that you suddenly told me all this today, which made me feel confused. What on earth are you talking about?..."
Ning Chunyan sneered on the other end of the phone: "Humph, keep pretending. I'm not a fool, how can I do this again and again... Wait a minute."
The little prince had already clicked send. Wen Ai APP would send a vibration reminder after the invitation was accepted. Ning Chunyan finally found the little prince's reply. At this time, there was a panic on the other end of the phone. She should be checking the message.
Wang Zixu continued to play dumb while the iron was hot: "Hey, what's wrong? What happened?"
Ning Chunyan's tone became weak and urgent, with a hint of shyness:
"You wait first..."
After a while, the little prince received a new message:
【Then why did you ignore me for so long and still say "don't say it's the last time". 】
This message seems to have no punctuation marks, but it seems that one can see Ning Chunyan's face, which shows both joy and anger, from this sentence.
The little prince quickly typed: [It is indeed my fault that I have not contacted you for such a long time. But let me explain: I have a heavy creative schedule. I really don’t have extra time to serve you after work. If possible, I hope to face every user in the best possible state. Of course, so far, you are the only user I have faced. ]
The little prince typed out such a long message very quickly. After sending it, Ning Chunyan probably read it carefully because the breathing on the other end of the line became rapid.
Wang Zixu said to the phone: "Hello, are you still there?" "Uh..." Ning Chunyan's absent-minded voice came from the other end of the phone, "Sorry, where were we just now?"
"Talking about me fooling you, thinking you're stupid, thinking you're cheap... these kinds of unheard-of atrocities are really confusing."
Ning Chunyan said: "Uh...think about it first."
"What are you thinking about?"
"Think about where you went wrong. Tell me first, and I'll tell you when you're done."
Her tone was obviously more distant and perfunctory than before. After a while, Qiu Ge sent back a long message:
[You don't have to treat this as work. You make me feel guilty for saying this. I don't want to waste your time, nor do I want to be seen as someone who affects you. Promise me that you don't have to be so serious when talking to me in the future. Just treat it as a normal chat. Don't waste your energy. If you don't want to chat anymore, just quit at any time. I absolutely don't blame you.]
Wang Zixu rolled his eyes after reading this. Woman, your name is double standard. She said that she wanted Wang Zixu to explain the problem, and her hands carefully typed so many words, but in fact, she didn't care about what he said, right?
Wang Zixu said: "Hey, I'm done, did you hear me?"
Ning Chunyan said: "Yeah, yeah, I heard it. I understand."
Wang Zixu said: "What did you hear? And then?"
Ning Chunyan said, "Well, it seems that there is a little misunderstanding between us. So, let's have a meal together tonight to make peace and remain good friends in the future."
The little prince was still busy typing:
"Are you telling me not to treat you professionally? You're playing with fire. It's a big no-no to treat a work relationship as a personal one."
[You said it was a work relationship, but you only took orders from me, so how can I regard this relationship as just a work relationship? Yeah, I understand, it's my fault for being too imaginative. ]
[I mean, it's okay for me to play with fire with you. It's just a little unfair for me. ]
Qiuge was fooled: [What's unfair about this? ]
The Little Prince: [You are my only client, but you have many friends. Of course it is not fair.]
Qiuge: [I haven't ordered anyone for a long time! ]
The Little Prince: [But the initiative is in your hands, isn't it? ]
Wang Zixu could hear Ning Chunyan's disordered breathing over the phone. He said, "Waiwai, you haven't spoken for a long time again. I think you were a little absent-minded when talking to your friends. I feel hurt."
Ning Chunyan said angrily: "What are you talking about? I was just thinking about something."
"Isn't that absent-mindedness?"
On the other end of the line, Ning Chunyan made an aggressive female cat sound.
Wang Zixu suddenly felt that it was a bit too mean for two grown men, him and the little prince, to team up to play a trick on her.
……
In the afternoon, Wang Zixu rode his bike to his father's place in the north of the city.
Since the last time the red armband notified them to move, Wang Zixu has been helping his father find a new place to rent. But it hasn't been very smooth.
My father is a seemingly careless person, but he can be very fussy about inexplicable things.
For example, when it comes to renting a house, he doesn't think living in a basement is miserable, but he thinks that if the rent is over 500, then you are crazy. It's not because he feels bad about spending too much money, he simply thinks, "Why does the landlord, who does nothing, just sit there and collect so much money?"
He was indifferent to his own failures in life, but he hated the landlord's unearned gains. He was twisted in all aspects of his life, and this was not the only example.
In fact, he was determined not to move, mainly because he had a glimmer of hope in his heart. He always felt that the law enforcement would not be so strict, and as long as he kept silent, he could get through this storm. If he insisted on moving, he would raise the banner of justice, and there would definitely be people who would follow him with the same demands as him.
He has this kind of personality. Otherwise, he wouldn't have failed so badly.
Fortunately, Wang Zixu has found a way out. If this matter concerning his father were to become a big deal, it would definitely be seen as a means for Gou Yingbiao to control him.
When Wang Zixu arrived, his father was lying on the bed. He saw Wang Zixu trying to do some somersaults but failed to get up.
"Coming?"
The father came out, holding his waist. Wang Zixu stopped the car and said, "I came here to tell you something."
"What's going on?"
"Didn't our unit arrange for me to go out and study for half a month last time?" Wang Zixu said, "I was picked by the government office and was assigned to work in some style and discipline group. I have to work in another place for half a year."
My father said loudly, "In another place? You should complain to your boss. It's so inconvenient to be away from home for so long. Won't they promote you on the spot when you come back?"
Wang Zixu said: "There are subsidies for business trips abroad."
"That's pretty much it."
Wang Zixu said, "Well, our house has been unoccupied for half a year, and it's not good for the house to be empty for too long. Why don't you move back in?"
Upon hearing this, Comrade Wang Jianguo's face changed instantly.
"Why would I go back there? Why the hell would I go back there? No, no, I'm sick of that place."
Comrade Wang Jianguo immediately started to curse and his face turned red. Wang Zixu smiled bitterly.
This was also what he expected.
That place condensed the painful memories of Comrade Wang Jianguo. Mentioning it was like touching his abscess, which made him grimace in pain. This kind of conversation happened more than once, and Wang Zixu did not think of persuading him to obey.
"I expected you to say that. Come, take a look." The prince threw a newspaper over.
(End of this chapter)