Chapter 157: Wingardium Leviosa
Chapter 157: Wingardium Leviosa
"What do you want to do?" Chen Qingluo asked.
"What do you want to do?" Wang Zixu emphasized and threw the question back.
Chen Qingluo thought he didn't understand, so she spoke with emphasis: "What do you want to do by bringing her back?"
Wang Zixu asked back: "What do you want to do by dressing like this?"
Both of them were shocked and angry at the same time. Wang Zixu was mainly "shocked" and Chen Qingluo was mainly "angry".
But Wang Zixu still had some sense and retained the last bit of decency for our Miss Chen Qingluo - he asked "What do you want to do by dressing like this" instead of "What do you want to do by not wearing anything".
Chen Qingluo finally realized that she was now in a very unbecoming state. She said "oh" softly and walked back to the room. After a while, she came out with her upper body wrapped in a quilt - but her lower body was still the same. Overall, she looked like a quilt spirit.
Then, she spread her legs and asked menacingly, "What do you want to do?"
The question "What do you want to do" asked by Chen Qingluo does not just mean the literal meaning, but is a question that condenses and packages many issues including time, space, life, and worldview.
She had just recovered from her seclusion and returned to her old friend's house, but saw Prince Xu coming back from outside hugging his good friend.
What kind of earth-shaking, shameless, vulgar and obscene plot happened during the time I was in seclusion?
Fortunately, I am back now. If I hadn't come back, how long would I have to keep it a secret? These two people are arguing with each other, and maybe they will even eat small pastries together. Just think about it, how can this be tolerated?
"Uh." Ning Chunyan burped at the right time in the prince's arms.
Wang Zixu finally reacted and realized what she had misunderstood. He said, "She's drunk. I'll take her home."
Chen Qingluo said: "How can she get drunk if you don't force her to drink?"
"It wasn't me who filled the bottle. Someone else did."
"Did your friend drink it?"
"No, it's a social event that I have to attend."
"Did you have any intention of taking advantage of her when she was drunk?"
"Absolutely not. I took her to see a doctor. Look, I still have the receipt."
"She just wanted to get drunk."
"She doesn't want to, she doesn't want anything, she just wants to go to Locke Kingdom."
"But in fact, you two are just sticking together!" Chen Qingluo made a sound as if she was being bullied.
After she finished speaking, she realized that she had lost her composure a bit, and changed her words: "I think you can be so relaxed because you took advantage of others. Look, a certain country of God remotely controlled the explosion of someone's BP machine without saying a word. When it was condemned, it ran to the international community to cry about its grievances. Shame on you!"
Why does this sound so familiar? I feel like I've heard it somewhere before.
Wang Zixu explained: "I swear to God, I have absolutely no bad intentions. I had no choice but to carry her back. I had to carry her back without physical contact. This was force majeure.
"Look, if I had the skills to drive corpses from Xiangxi, I would definitely use a spell to make her jump back by herself, but I don't; I also don't have the flying spell from Harry Potter, so I can't make her float back in the air by herself. In fact, I don't want to either, because I have also made sacrifices."
He spoke sincerely, and Chen Qingluo calmed down a little, but she was still unhappy: "It's not the flying spell that makes people float in the air, it's the floating spell, you idiot."
Wang Zixu frowned: "Where is the floating spell?"
"It's the Levitation Charm, the one they used to defeat the troll."
"That's not called a levitation spell, it's called 'Wingardium Leviosa'!"
Chen Qingluo argued confidently: "Yes, that's what I said, it's not a flying curse, you idiot."
Wang Zixu said: "You remembered it wrongly too."
"Idiot idiot idiot."
After the argument, Chen Qingluo's mood improved, and her tone returned to its cold tone: "Well, let me ask you, if I wasn't here, would something have happened today?"
"We can't let the present pay for something that hasn't happened in the future," Wang Zixu said.
“But what may happen in the future is enough to determine the present, or in other words, every choice is determined in advance by the future.”
"If I said nothing would happen, would you believe me?"
"Yes, I will believe it. If you tell me, I will believe it."
"Nothing will happen."
"I do not believe."
Prince Xu was anxious: "Look at you?"
Chen Qingluo said, "You are saying it the wrong way. You should say where you went with her, what you did, why she was drunk and you weren't, why you had to take her home, whether this kind of thing has happened before, and how you plan to end it... Only when you make these things clear can it count as saying it. Just saying 'nothing will happen' is just testing other people's trust in you."
"I'm going to Locke Kingdom..."
They both looked at Ning Chunyan at the same time. She was the one who said the last sentence.
……
So the two of them settled her down on the sofa - although they were called two people, in fact there was only Wang Zixu, and Chen Qingluo was mainly watching from the side - Wang Zixu fed Ning Chunyan water, let her lie on her side, and prepared a basin for her to catch vomit.
During this period, Chen Qingluo finally changed into normal human clothes - a loose T-shirt on the upper body, and still without wearing the lower body, just covering it with the hem of the clothes, but at least it was human clothes - after Wang Zixu finished everything, Chen Qingluo sat down beside him and made herself a cup of black tea.
After finishing everything, Wang Zixu, exhausted, curled up on the sofa and looked into Chen Qingluo's eyes.
"Let's continue the previous topic now." Chen Qingluo said.
"Where were we just now, Wingardium Leviosa?"
"Not there, but your wonderful adventure today."
The prince paused for a moment, then began to talk to her.
He talked about how the first issue of their magazine was a great success, why the Little Prince seminar was held, how Shi Shuqiu was going to give a speech, and how Shi Tonghe stood them up.
He also talked about how he couldn't find a place to publish his own novel, so they went to the banquet with a purpose, how Ning Chunyan got drunk at the banquet, how he tried to get back the situation, and finally how he carried Ning Chunyan back.
During this process, Chen Qingluo put one leg over the other, supported her face with her hands and listened quietly. She sat gracefully, and blinked from time to time while listening to him speak.
Wang Zixu slowly realized that, by accident, he seemed to have finally been able to communicate normally with Chen Qingluo.
This is the first time in ten years.
Four months and fourteen days had passed since he met her again. In the few brief face-to-face conversations they had, they had not been able to establish an effective dialogue. They either communicated through telepathic communication or talked about other things.
He didn't dare to show his interest in her, and several careful attempts to test her ended in vain. If it weren't for this blunder, he probably wouldn't be able to talk to her directly without making eye contact for a long time.
After listening to Wang Zixu's story, Chen Qingluo expressed her opinion: "So, you offended Shi Tonghe?"
Wang Zixu said, "It can't be said that he offended me... I just got his son a few glasses of wine at the table. Shi Tonghe is not so petty, right?"
Chen Qingluo sighed deeply: "You are finished. Shi Tonghe is very narrow-minded."
Wang Zixu began to get restless: "Really?"
"Really," Chen Qingluo crossed her arms under her chest and squinted out the window, revealing a look of reminiscence, "When I was 19, I participated in the Newcomer Award ceremony for the first time. Because I put my high school Chinese teacher's name before his when I gave the thank you speech, he deliberately mispronounced my name when he spoke later, and he mispronounced it three times." Wang Zixu frowned: "Is it possible that he really remembered your name wrong?"
"That's impossible." Chen Qingluo said, "I corrected him twice but he still insisted on misreading it. It's obvious that he did it on purpose."
"How do you know it's because you put his name at the end?"
"I didn't know it at the time!" Chen Qingluo said, "Later, I ran into a lot of obstacles before I slowly figured it out. I reflected on it many times. I had never offended him before. If there was anything that made him unhappy, it was this. To be honest, when I figured it out, I was also shocked."
Wang Zixu was also shocked. He had never thought that Shi Tonghe was so narrow-minded before, and he had never even heard of the rumor.
In the propaganda he had heard in the past, Shi Tonghe had always been the pillar of the country who wrote about the sufferings of the world with his eloquent pen.
Chen Qingluo looked a little depressed: "I was only 19 years old at the time, how could I understand these things? He pronounced everyone else's name correctly, but he pronounced mine wrong, and he pronounced it wrong three times, and it was in such an important occasion. I was really...unbearable to look back on. Fortunately, my name was written correctly in the media reports later."
Wang Zixu looked at Chen Qingluo. She had never been so close to him, so close that he could even count the trembling of her eyelashes, but Wang Zixu felt that she was so far away.
What was he doing when he was 19? Masturbating in his college dormitory? At that time, Chen Qingluo was attending an award ceremony attended by Shi Tonghe.
Wang Zixu said with some distress: "I didn't expect you to have suffered so much injustice in the past."
Chen Qingluo said: "It's okay, so I won't play with them now."
After that, she looked at him with her beautiful eyes: "You have offended me more severely than I have, what are you going to do?"
Wang Zixu said, "No big deal."
After a pause, he continued, "I felt a little presumptuous and a little uneasy before, but now that he actually bullied you when you were 19, it seems that he is indeed a bad guy. I don't feel any burden in my heart anymore."
Chen Qingluo pursed her lips tightly, trying not to let a smile show: "Who is the bad guy? This is how scholars are arrogant."
Wang Zixu nodded: "Yes, yes, they are all good people, there are no bad guys."
After laughing, Wang Zixu finally thought of the key question: "Why are you here? And why were you not wearing anything just now?"
After asking this question, the normal atmosphere that had been established with great difficulty dropped to freezing point again.
Chen Qingluo glared at him fiercely, but spoke in a low voice: "I am wearing underwear."
"Why are you wearing only your underwear in someone else's house?"
"First, this isn't someone else's house. If I have the key, it's not someone else's house."
Wang Zixu was stunned: "Oh? What about the second one?"
Chen Qingluo said, "Please carry Ning Chunyan to the bed. She can't sleep on the sofa all night."
As soon as she started talking about something else, Wang Zixu knew that she definitely hadn't figured out what the "second" was. Even if she had, she didn't dare to say it. He didn't dare to guess either.
Wang Zixu stood up and said, "Since you are at her house, I feel relieved. You will take care of her from now on."
He turned around and Chen Qingluo grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly.
"I don't want it. I can't take care of it."
Wang Zixu turned around and said, "Just don't let her vomit on the ground."
Chen Qingluo wrinkled her nose: "Will you vomit again?"
"possible."
"Move her to the bedroom, don't leave her in the living room."
"No, if I help her over, there will be physical contact again, and I'm not Wingardium Leviosa."
"Go learn one!"
……
The next day, Ning Chunyan, with a tired voice, called Wang Zixu and asked:
"Were you the one who took me home yesterday?"
Wang Zixu said: "Uh, yes."
"thank you."
"You're welcome. Um... didn't Chen Qingluo tell you anything?"
"How did you know she was at my house? Oh, she came yesterday. Um, I feel dizzy."
Wang Zixu comforted her, "You should have a good rest and don't think too much."
The voice on the other end of the phone was lazy and breathing heavily, as if he was still sleeping in bed: "I can't help but think too much. Shi Tonghe contacted me just now."
"what?"
"He said that he helped you find an editor for Ancient City Magazine, and he promised to take a look at your manuscript and publish it if conditions permit."
"what?"
After hearing this, Wang Zixu's heart began to beat. Ancient City is also a first-tier magazine. If it can be published in Ancient City, it will be even better than Yangtze River.
But what is Shi Tonghe saying? Has he become quite narrow-minded after studying Buddhism?
Wang Zixu asked: "Do you remember what happened after you got drunk yesterday?"
"I don't remember." Ning Chunyan's voice was very confused. "I just remember having a lot of weird dreams, about the Feishi Award, Menglily and so on... I didn't say anything weird when I was drunk yesterday, right?"
Prince Xu thought for a moment and said, "No."
"That's good."
"I actually offended Shi Tonghe yesterday." Wang Zixu confessed.
"what?"
Wang Zixu told her how he stood up for her yesterday, how he forced Shi Shuqiu to drink three glasses of wine and made him vomit on the floor, and how he got her back on face.
After hearing this, Ning Chunyan's voice became much more sober: "You were so handsome yesterday? No wonder Shi Shuqiu refused to reply to my message today. It seems he was even more drunk than me."
Wang Zixu asked: "Are you not angry?"
"What's there to be angry about? I actually feel relieved. Haha, you deserve it." Ning Chunyan gloated, "I was indeed a little impulsive. But in the final analysis, it's still my fault. I shouldn't have thought that I could ask for help just for a meal. They're not doing charity."
Prince Xu spread his hands: "So what is the situation now?"
He was referring to Shi Tonghe's help in introducing people.
Ning Chunyan pondered for a long time: "I don't know about that, but since they have introduced you, you can go and meet them. What if the editor is interested in your manuscript?"
Wang Zixu got the editor's contact information and arranged to meet him offline. The next day, he booked a table at the restaurant in advance with some trepidation. After waiting for 20 minutes, the person finally showed up.
(End of this chapter)