Hearing Tong Yaqi say this, Chu Ge couldn't help but laugh heartily, then held Tong Yaqi's hand and got into her white Chevrolet.

The man who had just tried to chat up Tong Yaqi walked out of the bar and what he heard was Tong Yaqi's words to Chu Ge. Then he watched helplessly as the two drove away.

He felt utterly frustrated, unable to understand what was so good about the man driving a Chevrolet. How did he manage to attract this gorgeous woman's attention more than he, a wealthy and handsome guy with a Porsche?

If he knew that Chu Ge, who took Tong Yaqi away, didn't even own a Chevrolet, he would feel even more stifled.

After parking the car in the community, Chu Ge took Tong Yaqi home.

This was the first time Tong Yaqi had come to Chu Ge's house. When Chu Ge opened the door, her eyes lit up, and she looked at Chu Ge with some surprise.

"Chu Ge, I couldn't tell, a single guy like you actually keeps the house so clean and tidy?"

Chu Ge changed into slippers, turned his head, and grinned, "Didn't I foresee that my beloved would come over tonight, so I cleaned up in advance. How is it, does it look okay?"

Tong Yaqi laughed as well, teasing, "So this was premeditated on your part?"

Chu Ge laughed heartily, nodded conceitedly, but thought amusingly to himself, he's not an Immortal, how could he have premeditated such things?

This room was actually tidied up by Chu Shiyao and Ye Li for him; if it were up to him, he wouldn't have been so diligent.

He wondered how that kind-hearted girl Ye Li was doing and hoped she hadn't given that five thousand yuan to her worthless scumbag foster father.

While thinking, Chu Ge suddenly felt a little itch in his palm. It turned out to be Tong Yaqi gently scratching him as he was slightly lost in thought. Her lips pouted a bit, giving her a somewhat girlish look.

"What are you thinking about, grand schemer Chu Ge?"

Chu Ge chuckled, "Me? I'm thinking about what we should have for breakfast tomorrow."

Tong Yaqi rolled her eyes at Chu Ge, amused, "Get out of here, who said I'm not leaving tonight?"

Chu Ge immediately feigned a look of great surprise, "What?"

Even though Tong Yaqi knew Chu Ge was pretending, she was still amused into a brighter smile, "I said... isn't it a bit early to think about breakfast now?"

"Haha, of course, it's not early." Chu Ge laughed heartily and shook his head.

...

Quite a while later.

Tong Yaqi sat on a chair, smiled at Chu Ge, and said, "Chu Ge, I suddenly remembered something. Since I met you, I don't think I've ever seen you sweat, even when you helped Hong Zude buy medicine. I didn't see a drop on your forehead when you returned."

Chu Ge grinned, "Does that mean I'm in good shape?"

Tong Yaqi giggled, "Say you're plump, and you start panting. I think you're just born not to sweat. Can you say you're not tired at all now?"

Chu Ge touched his nose, "Tired, of course, a little. But no matter how tired, as long as you're happy, that's all that matters."

Hearing Chu Ge say this, Tong Yaqi's gaze softened even more. She looked into Chu Ge's eyes, smiling lightly, and asked, "Then... since you're tired, why not just go to sleep?"

"I'm tired, but aren't you tired too? Since it's rare for you to come here, and you've been so considerate, the least I can do is chat with you."

Chu Ge's casual words touched Tong Yaqi deeply. It wasn't the kind of cheesy sentiment but a heartfelt touch. She couldn't help but think, "It's nice to have met this man."

Looking into Chu Ge's eyes, Tong Yaqi smiled with her lips closed, "Really?"

Chu Ge returned the smile, "Yes, really."

"Alright, I don't believe you. Are you tricking me into thinking I'm some lovestruck young girl?"

Tong Yaqi felt sweet inside, yet also a bit doubtful, and she rolled her eyes at Chu Ge.

"You men, you just say nice things. When you can't woo someone, you try so hard, but once you succeed, fulfill that little dirty thought, where's the willingness to maintain old ways?"

Chu Ge looked at Tong Yaqi speechlessly, "Your words are no fun, it's like you've seen through all worldly desires. Why does it sound so awkward?"

"See, when I say that, you immediately start arguing. Hmph, I knew you men are all the same, not one is good."

Hearing Tong Yaqi say this, Chu Ge felt even more speechless, shook his head, and didn't continue the topic, pretending to look elsewhere.

However, as Chu Ge looked away, he felt a sense of relief. As the saying goes, "Three feet of ice doesn't freeze in a single day," Tong Yaqi's considerable bias against men wasn't without cause. Hadn't she been hurt before, due to a failed marriage?

If Tong Yaqi hadn't been in such a low mood that day, the two of them wouldn't have the relationship they have now.

In the end, Tong Yaqi is just a woman who has been hurt emotionally, doubting feelings from the depths of her heart, wearing a cold mask, yet hoping for the beauty of love, with a passionate heart.

For Tong Yaqi, he has probably already become her emotional support, a safe harbor, a warm stove.

If he were to compete with Tong Yaqi over such matters now, it would truly be his fault.

However... Chu Ge is still very conflicted. Frankly speaking, he doesn't want to get entangled in too many emotions with Tong Yaqi. Wouldn't it be great for each to get what they need without any attachment?

From the current situation, it seems like the development of their relationship is starting to become somewhat uncontrollable?

That's why Chu Ge really can't help but feel conflicted. From an emotional standpoint, he wants to turn around, chat with Tong Yaqi, and comfort her wounded soul.

But rationally, Chu Ge feels that if he does so, he might be playing with fire, and unintentionally make their relationship more intimate and complex.

As Chu Ge was thinking about this, unspeakable disappointment filled Tong Yaqi's beautiful eyes. The bright light that was shining moments ago slowly dimmed.

How she wished Chu Ge would turn around, coax her a little more, and say something to her, but in her sight, there was only Chu Ge's profile, showing no emotional fluctuations.

Sigh...

Tong Yaqi sighed secretly, why was she doing this to herself? What was the point? Everything was going so well, why insist on acting like a little girl and create a flaw in this beautiful night?

Just like she said earlier, she's not some innocent young girl who is new to the world. Isn't this how the world is?

Isn't this how men are?

Why should she hold unrealistic fantasies and hopes?

At her most down and sad moment, she met Chu Ge. This man gave her a touch of warmth, blowing life into her heart that had dropped to freezing point, isn't that enough?

Tong Yaqi forced a bitter smile and was about to close her eyes and just sleep it off when something she hadn't expected happened.

Chu Ge actually turned around, showing her a helpless yet gentle smile.

"You... It's really hard to handle you. Maybe all crows under the sky are black, but with so many men out there, how many have you really met, so why generalize all of them?"

Although Chu Ge felt that doing so might not be the best, he ultimately couldn't bear to sprinkle salt on Tong Yaqi's wounds at this moment.

"I..." Tong Yaqi was taken aback, her dim eyes regained a bit of sparkle, "Maybe, haha, who knows?"

Chu Ge smiled, "Let me tell you a story."

Tong Yaqi paused, and Chu Ge, without further explanation, directly began telling the story.

It was during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Period, where a father and his son went to war. The father was already a general, while the son was just a foot soldier. As another trumpet sounded and war drums thundered, the father solemnly held up a quiver with an arrow inside.

The father said to the son solemnly, "This is our family heirloom arrow, carry it with you, it is powerful beyond measure, but you must never draw it out."

It was an extremely exquisite quiver, made from thick cowhide with dimly shining copper edges, and at first glance, the arrow's fletching was recognized as being made from top-grade peacock feathers.

The son's face lit up with joy, greedily imagining the appearance of the arrow shaft and arrowhead, as if the whistling sound of arrows zipped past his ears, and the enemy commander fell dead from his horse in response. Indeed, with the heirloom arrow, the son displayed extraordinary bravery, triumphing everywhere he went.

When the trumpets sounded the retreat, the son could no longer resist the triumphant pride, and completely disregarded his father's admonitions. A strong desire drove him to shout as he pulled out the arrow, eager to see it for himself. Suddenly, he was shocked. It was a broken arrow, with only a broken arrow inside the quiver.

"I've been going into battle with a broken arrow!?" Cold sweat broke out on the son as if he were a house suddenly losing its foundation, his will collapsed with a bang.

The result goes without saying, the son was tragically killed amidst the chaotic fighting.

Brushing aside the hazy smoke, the father picked up the broken arrow and spat heavily, "Without faith in one's own will, one can never become a general."

At this, Chu Ge paused for a few seconds, then turned his gaze to Tong Yaqi and asked, "Relying on an arrow for the outcome of a war, isn't it very foolish?"

Tong Yaqi nodded, "Yes, it really is foolish."

"Then, what do you think... when a person entrusts the core of their life onto others, like placing hope on their children, happiness in their husband, or livelihood assurance in their job... doesn't it seem foolish too?"

"In fact, everyone is like an arrow themselves. If you want it to be tenacious, if you want it to be sharp, if you want it to hit the mark with every shot, the only one to sharpen it, to save it, can only be yourself."

Tong Yaqi's eyes moved, and Chu Ge asked another question.

"By the way, have you ever eaten fish?"

Tong Yaqi paused again, "Huh?"

"What I mean is, you can't just stop eating fish because you got a fishbone stuck once, right?"

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