Chu Ge cheerfully cleared away the takeout containers, then cheerfully sat back down at his computer, grinning like an idiot.
He had said he would organize his outline today. The document sat there, its words staring at Chu Ge, while who knew what Chu Ge was staring at.
His mind had drifted away entirely.
I kissed her. So sweet, so soft.
Boohoo, I was too nervous to really notice what it tasted like. I want to try it again so badly.
How did watching hundreds and thousands of videos leave me completely useless when the moment came? Why did I forget everything?
When will I get another chance? Boohoo...
As he sat there going back and forth between delight and regret, a fragrant breeze brushed past him. Qiu Wuji had poured another cup of tea and set it beside him.
"Stuck on the outline?" Qiu Wuji asked softly.
Her gentle voice left Chu Ge momentarily stunned. Weren't you just throwing a huffy little tantrum?
Having said something so tender, Qiu Wuji seemed unaccustomed to it herself. Her cheeks flushed faintly, and her gaze wandered over the document. "Don't force yourself if you're stuck... You can discuss some of it with me, or go out for a walk."
Chu Ge thought that made sense. Although he did not want her knowing the plot right now, there was absolutely nothing wrong with discussing it with her for inspiration. After all, Qiu Wuji was a "native-born" character from the book. With her familiarity with that world and her thoughts as a sect master on how its larger situation might develop, she could absolutely offer advice.
He was quick on the uptake, too, and ventured cautiously, "Then we could go for a walk and discuss it at the same time."
Qiu Wuji was very