Chapter 82
Therefore, Tang Liuli had no relatives or friends, and the only assets she could manage in China were this coffee shop and a few houses. The bank cards she had secretly hidden only contained a pitiful few million yuan, and she was so poor that she felt somewhat inferior.
With so little money, how can I support Qing Bao? And how can I fight off other bad women!
It is obvious that her family environment from childhood has caused her to have some problems with her understanding of wealth.
Chu Yuanqing silently suppressed the urge to be taken care of, sighed inwardly as he got up, glanced at the large bloodstains on the ground that were gradually showing signs of magical energy evaporating, his pupils dilated, and his heart suddenly tightened.
Oh no, I have to find a way to trick Liuli out of here before the blood disappears naturally.
Chu Yuanqing stood up, casually patting her skirt. Concealing her anxiety, she replied calmly:
"I will go if I have the chance."
"As for now, why don't we go out and explore? I've heard there are quite a few interesting sights around here."
Tang Liuli seemed not to hear, her gaze focused on every part of the person in front of her.
From the fullness of her breasts to the slight swaying of her hips as she stood up, to the exquisitely slender waist she had just embraced, to her rounded thighs, and... her scraped knees.
The young girl lowered her eyes, stretched out her fingers, and placed them on the skin next to the other person's knee wound. Her fingertips slid gently across the skin, bringing a wave of ambiguous tingling. The speed and movement of her circling motions were quite erotic.
Chu Yuanqing instinctively tried to back away, but was immediately restrained by another hand gripping her calf. She felt the skin being touched was very hot, and subconsciously pursed her lips, asking in confusion:
"Liuli?"
Tang Liuli lowered her eyes to look at the bright red blood seeping from the wound, and smelled the fragrance of flowers blooming in the Summer Wind. She listened slowly to the cicadas chirping outside the window, and after many years, she suddenly felt the breath of summer.
The girl's fingers sank into the soft flesh of her thigh, her palm brimming with collagen. She moved closer, like a cat, her head close to her knee, her lips parted, and she breathed softly on it, whispering:
"Xiao Qing, your knee is injured."
Chu Yuanqing's toes involuntarily curled up from the wind. Her eyes shimmered with golden light. She pursed her lips, sensing the atmosphere was starting to feel off, but couldn't pinpoint what it was. She could only honestly reply:
"Yes, I bumped into something by accident, but it's okay, it'll be fine in a bit."
Tang Liuli's eyes were misty with tears, and the beauty mark at the corner of her eye was tinged pink. Her expression was blank yet light, as if she had just taken a deep breath of catnip in her owner's arms and was now gently stroking her calves with her delicate fingertips, her breath becoming increasingly sticky.
Qing Bao, with her white hair and golden eyes, is quite special. In the past, if she wanted to fill her heart with warmth and experience a pleasure even greater than masturbation, she needed various special opportunities. Among them, the two most stable elements were Chu Wangshu and the stage.
But now?
As long as Chu Yuanqing stands here, she can draw upon the brilliance deep within human nature.
What one can experience is not only maternal love and the brilliance on stage, but also concrete virtues such as chastity, diligence, generosity, humility, gentleness, temperance, and tolerance, and even concepts like the eight tenets of chivalry.
It's like... the person before you is the embodiment of all the good things in life, and once shedding her heavy outer shell, she should naturally shine like this.
Due to her family background, Tang Liuli witnessed the madness, ugliness, selfishness, baseness, lies, and betrayal deep within human nature.
Since meeting Chu Yuanqing, he has constantly proven that there are not only people like my mother and Dad in the world, but also beings like her who can make people feel from the bottom of their hearts that it is good to be alive.
Tang Liuli's legs rubbed together, her reason gradually evaporating. She felt like she was going crazy. Qing Bao was now a walking aphrodisiac, but soon, even this thought was drowned in a sea of desire.
"We can't go out now, at least... we need to disinfect ourselves, right?"
The girl's voice was low and hoarse, mixed with rapid breathing. She lowered her beautiful face, which was known throughout the country, and her soft, flower-petal-like lips reverently kissed the edge of the wound on her knee. Like a kitten, she poked out her pink tongue and licked and tasted the blood on it.
The first taste is bloody, but the more you lick it, the stronger the floral fragrance becomes, and you can also taste a slightly sweet fruity flavor. As the tongue touches the broken skin, the oozing blood becomes even more mellow and fragrant on the lips.
In this astonishing way, Tang Liuli proved her absurd reasoning with solid evidence, demonstrating that the blood on the ground was not fake blood, but rather the product of Chu Yuanqing's cough.
This makes the original, nonsensical story of <Chu Yuanqing = Magical Girl> much more convincing.
At that moment, she wasn't thinking about any of that; she just wanted to "disinfect."
Chu Yuanqing froze completely. Her soul was still shattered and her body was still wracked with pain, but the scene before her eyes still gave the middle-aged office worker a huge shock, as if she had been struck by lightning, causing her thoughts to come to a standstill.
Huh? Disinfection?
Is this how you disinfect?
I'm furious! Who told this child such incorrect information?!
Although salivary amylase and lysozyme in saliva have digestive and antibacterial effects, these are only for maintaining daily oral hygiene. Saliva should not be used to disinfect local skin injuries!
Just as Chu Yuanqing was about to explain this important common sense to the other party, he strangely discovered that the phenomenon of magic rejection was weakening.
Before she could even feel joy, the Witch's senses were amplified, acting on every inch of her skin. At the same time, a strange flow of magic spread through her limbs and bones like steam, causing a pleasant tingling sensation to wash over her entire body.
The girl's legs trembled as she fell backward to the ground. Her sickly pale face was tinged with an alluring coral pink, and her usually cool and serious face now showed a confused and dazed expression.
She quickly realized this terrifying truth and was filled with rage.
This unfamiliar magic appeared inexplicably in the Lantern Pendant as Tang Liuli licked it, and then spread throughout her entire body.
In short, Magic Replenishment is achieved through saliva exchange.
Chu Yuanqing was furious and embarrassed, so angry that he wanted to pound the floor.
Good heavens, Magical Girl aren't this frivolous!
Where is the designer who bestowed the blessing? Delete this weird setting! Delete it immediately!
Just then, the somewhat bewildered Liuli Cat Cat, her emerald eyes filled with tears, instinctively crawled towards Chu Yuanqing, snuggling into her arms and clinging to her waist, whispering in Chu Yuanqing ear:
"Qingqing, are you very tired? You can barely stand. Why don't you come and sit in my bedroom?"
Chu Yuanqing was in turmoil, feeling as if he were teetering on the edge of committing a crime.
The girl quickly turned her head away, avoiding Tang Liuli's breath in her ear, feeling that the situation was getting increasingly out of control.
First, there are the aftereffects of the curse going berserk.
Secondly, there was the promise to meet with his daughter.
Finally, there's the identity crisis of Magical Girl.
Chu Yuanqing's headache grew worse the more he thought about it.
No, she wanted to just give up completely.
Thinking about it carefully, as long as there is no rejection, this body is no different from an ordinary person. Even if it is taken to a hospital for a physical examination, there will be no flaws. Even if people find something wrong, it doesn't matter.
Besides, given his identity Causal Law Correction and his short lifespan of only a few months, there's really no need for him to care too much about these details unless he's exposed to the public on stage or live stream.
So...
Chu Yuanqing's eyes were resolute. She quietly pried the girl's hand off her waist, wanting to ignore the traces at the scene and simply leave this clingy Green Eyed Cat there and run away!
But the next moment, a demonic whisper lingered in the room:
"Xiao Qing, you don't want Xiao Shu to find out that you're secretly coughing up blood in the bathroom, do you?"
Chu Yuanqing froze.
Haha, it must be an auditory hallucination. How could the cute, well-behaved, and socially awkward Little Liuli say such cold things!
Tang Liuli has a keen understanding of human nature.
In order to create the most perfect "work of art," her mother was willing to sacrifice her own life to forcefully embed the symptoms of schizophrenia into her own soul, thus forging a great actress who could switch personalities at will and easily portray any role.
In order to create a painting that would go down in history, her Dad chose to sacrifice his wife and daughter, watching them hang themselves in the castle, and then, overjoyed, copied the painting. Over the years, he has been spending money like crazy to build his reputation and hold an endless series of art exhibitions.
These two individuals are driven by two factors: art and fame.
And what about Chu Yuanqing? She is gentle yet principled; the saying "one who is without desires is invincible" perfectly describes her.
But precisely because of this, there's no need for real threats, no need for deliberate pretense, all you need to do is... peel back the layers of your heart and let her see.
Tang Liuli no longer concealed her inner cowardice. Tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her cheeks, landing hot against Chu Yuanqing's neck.
Tang Liuli was clearly shedding silent tears, as if she were deeply wronged, yet she was also smiling, as if she had just pulled off a brilliant prank, and said smugly in a soft voice:
"Just kidding, were you scared?"
"Xiao Qing is the best person to me in the whole world."
"Whatever I guess or know, I won't tell anyone."
Chu Yuanqing relaxed, but dared not move any further. What she cared about was not that the truth had been guessed, but what kind of shadow she had dragged out of Liuli's heart, making the child so fragile and sensitive.
For a moment, the guilt in my heart was overwhelming.
How awful! How wicked am I? To think of running away over such a trivial matter is incredibly irresponsible.
No, I need to show some responsibility as an adult!
After thinking it over, Chu Yuanqing decided that Liuli was such a beautiful girl, and she couldn't do anything to him. As for meeting with his Little Cotton-padded Jacket, he could simply book the meeting place at this coffee shop, and the plan would proceed perfectly without any problems.
After confirming all the details, she hesitated for a moment and said:
"How about... I come upstairs with you and sit for a while?"
Tang Liuli was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.
So the two went upstairs to a private restroom with disposable towels to wipe the blood off their bodies.
During this time, Chu Yuanqing sent a text message to her daughter, setting the meeting place here, before following the other person into a bedroom that had been sealed off for a long time.
It's very clean here, as if someone cleans it regularly. The wooden floor is refreshing, and the layout and furniture are in a sophisticated European style. The bed is piled with all sorts of old teddy bears.
Sunlight streamed in, causing the curtains to sway in the breeze and intertwine with the shadows of the bookshelves beside them.
The bookshelf was quite large, containing both elementary school homework and textbooks, as well as books that didn't fit the style of elementary school math problems, such as "An Actor Prepares," "Respect for the Performing Arts," and "Actor Training Manual," and a large number of booklets whose contents were unclear from their covers.
A large table and chairs are placed in front, and you can vaguely see the back of a girl sitting here reading many years ago.
"May I take it out and take a look?"
Please make yourself at home.
Upon hearing the affirmative answer, Chu Yuanqing pulled out an old book with frayed edges. A casual flip through it revealed the lingering fragrance of ink from bygone years. Inside were childish notes and sticky notes with various interpretations.
After putting it back, I took out a few more booklets and looked at them. I found some interpretations of the actor Marlon Brando, which looked like homework assigned by a teacher.
This includes the immortal film "The Godfather," as well as four classic films: "A Streetcar Named Desire," "Apocalypse Now," "Last Tango in Paris," and "On the Waterfront."
In addition, there are even short biographies that Tang Liuli wrote when she was 9 and 10 years old. It is not hard to see that at that time, she was extremely serious about the acting industry and even had a calmness that did not belong to her age.
Tang Liuli observed the familiar yet unfamiliar surroundings. Her expression was complex, containing feelings of nostalgia, hatred, sorrow, and loneliness.
The Sea Capital a place I haven't been to in many years.
She threw herself into participating in Flash Dance, and it wasn't until Dream Weaver Rabbit said there was free time that she, with nothing to do and no one around, remembered that there was a coffee shop she had forgotten about.
Under Chu Yuanqing's gaze, Tang Liuli walked to the bedside and looked at the largest teddy bear.
Just when Chu Yuanqing thought the child would hug the toy nostalgically like a normal girl, she silently reached out and forcefully ripped off the black agate-like eye in a fit of anger.
Tang Liuli took out the hidden pinhole camera, casually tossed it into the trash can, and said softly:
My mother is very controlling.
"These teddy bears were all gifts from her; she stuffs them into almost every pair of eyes."
"So, I've never really liked toys since I was little. Their purpose wasn't to please me, but to give my mom more control over me."
As Tang Liuli spoke, she tore off the eyepiece of another teddy bear. Her expression remained unchanged as she spoke, her tone matter-of-fact and natural, devoid of any trace of sadness.
Chu Yuanqing felt there was no need to reply at this point. She joined the other person in tearing off all the teddy bear's eyes and then ransacked the entire bedroom like a thorough cleaning, as if the purpose of coming here was simply to destroy the house.
Half an hour later, the two stared blankly at the mess in the bedroom.
For some reason, Tang Liuli burst out laughing as she watched. She kicked the trash can over, as if venting her anger, feeling a sense of satisfaction, or simply finding it hilarious. She continued laughing while clutching her stomach.
Chu Yuanqing was the best listener; she could express her presence with her eyes even without speaking.
After venting her emotions, Tang Liuli's laughter subsided, her emotions became pale and detached, her long eyelashes drooped, her emerald eyes were blank, and tears involuntarily welled up from them.
The sunlight outside the window blurred the outline of the teardrop.
The girl felt the sun was too hot to handle and asked in a tearful voice:
"Xiao Qing, can you be my mom for five minutes?"
Chu Yuanqing felt this was a truly shameful task, but the Green Eyed Cat was so pitiful that she couldn't bear to refuse. She could only force herself to nod and say dryly:
"... I may not have done very well, but I will try my best."
Tang Liuli stretched out her arms, looked at Chu Yuanqing, and said earnestly:
"Can you hug me?"
Chu Yuanqing had hugged Tang Liuli many times, but this time, when he hugged her, it seemed no different from before.
But... when she was in my arms, she was just like a sensitive kitten, trembling with wariness and unease, as if she would run away in fear and disappear without a trace if she showed the slightest unwillingness, until she smelled some kind of warmth and then hugged me tightly.
The hug lasted for three minutes.