I'm not a literary giant

Chapter 59: The Colorless Prince Xu (Thanks to Alliance Leader Wei Guang Li Xing)
Wang Zixu and Lin Feng agreed to meet in front of Xinrongji in an hour. The old restaurant was just two blocks away from the government office building.

Lin Feng was still at work, and he thought Wang Zixu was also at work. So they made an appointment to meet in an hour, when it was almost time to get off work. In his mind, Wang Zixu was still the well-behaved and honest man. Wang Zixu did not correct his point of view. He thought it was good this way.

So he got up, put on his clothes and left home.

Xihe at around 3pm on a weekday is very unfamiliar to Wang Zixu, a virgin land that has never been explored. He has always been working in a disciplined manner, but this is a world that only unruly people can have.

The sun's momentum was weakening, and it didn't sting my skin, but it made me feel hot inside. The road was lined with pale tall buildings, shining with dazzling white light. From the color of the ground, it could be seen that a sprinkler truck had just passed by. The smell of heather floated in the air, mixed with the water vapor on the ground and rose up, gradually becoming unbearable.

The number of pedestrians on the street was somewhere between "a few" and "none". The arrival of summer had already untied the last belt of coolness. The individual business owners on the street were all hiding in their own shops, their faces sunk into the shadows, and they looked at Wang Zixu, who was walking awkwardly on the street, with a casual posture.

Wang Zixu tried his best to hide in the shade of the trees. There was a shrill sound of electric drills coming from the tall buildings in the distance, and unknown birds were calling in the trees. A sparrow jumped down, hopped, walked side by side with him for a distance, and then flew away. Spots of sunlight leaked through the leaves, and when the wind blew, these spots of light swayed dazzlingly, making people feel like walking on water.

He stopped and looked up, searching for some strange shapes among the brilliant blue sky and white clouds.

After thirty years of busy life, his childhood slipped by as easily as a spear tip piercing a smooth stone. Then came ten years of dull life. He couldn't even recall the last year when he had nothing to do like today.

The strange thing is that although it is the same Xihe, today's Xihe looks more colorful. He never had this feeling when he was working in the past. He grew up in Xihe and was familiar with everything here, but today it looked strange to him. This feeling made him panic for no reason. He wanted to shout and run across the street. It seemed that this would make the panic go away.

Perhaps, Xihe has always been so colorful, but Wang Zixu has been sitting in the office all year round, repeating a monotonous life, with white walls and red tables everywhere. It is he himself who has lost his color.

He found a place away from work and the sun, and sat down on a bench by the roadside. He took out his phone, opened the Wenai app, and saw 999+ unread messages, and took a deep breath of heat.

Ye Lan told him that there were "many users" interested in him. He didn't expect so many at the time.

Most of these messages were reminders to order, and quite a few were greetings. Scrolling through the long list of messages, he saw all kinds of online names, using all kinds of tones to try to attract his attention, and he suddenly had the experience of "seeing all the flowers in Chang'an in one day".

Wang Zixu put down his phone and smiled bitterly. He had imagined many ways of being "red", but he had never thought that on such a hot day, "red" would hit his waist in this way.

Sure enough, as a novelist, his imagination is not exaggerated enough.

Wang Zixu picked up his phone. Somewhere deep in his heart, he felt relieved. There were too many messages, and Qiuge's message was drowned out. He always had an inexplicable sense of guilt towards this girl.

He said he would only accept her orders. But he felt cheated by repeatedly talking to her, and he felt cold-blooded when he saw her application but ignored it.

It was like his mother clearly asked him not to keep a dog, but he brought a sausage to the stray dog ​​on the roadside every day. When the dog who trusted him wanted to go home with him, he locked it out. All he could say was sorry.

But his sense of guilt was quite weak, limited to "seeing". Since he couldn't see it, he didn't feel guilty anymore.

His finger stopped on the screen, and a piece of information below his finger caught his attention in an instant amidst the vast torrent of information:
"Let's talk one last time. You can talk anytime after you see me. I'll always be waiting for you. - Qiu Ge"

Wang Zixu's sense of guilt began to surge again.

He clicked accept.

This time Qiuge didn't reply immediately. In the blank dialog box, both of them were speechless, with only the cursor dancing alone.

Wang Zixu sent a message tentatively: [Hello.]

Like a starting gun, several messages came in quickly:

【You finally paid attention to me! 】

[I sent you seventeen messages, but you ignored me.]

[I thought the last time was really the last time, and I have been regretting it for the past two days. ]

The Little Prince: [So, you never thought that each time would be the last time?]

Qiuge: [Hehe, you found me~]

The Little Prince: [Hehe, your head. ]

The Little Prince: [If you don't want to chat with me for the last time, then don't use "the last time" as an excuse. Whether it's the last time or the umpteenth time, as long as you open your mouth, I will accompany you.]

The Little Prince: [Because I find that I am not very good at rejecting you. ]

A message came back immediately: [Wait a moment.]

Qiuge seemed to be stuck on something, and it was a long time before he got back to the message.

Qiuge: [I haven't talked to you for two days. Don't start with something so exciting. I can't stand it.]

The Little Prince: [I didn’t say anything.]

Qiuge: [There are a lot of people here, it's crowded. Actually, I'm in a meeting. I just spoke, and now I'm chatting with you. Oh my god, it's so exciting.]

Wang Zixu didn't quite understand what excited her. He felt that this woman had a very bad character. But he couldn't feel disgusted.

Qiuge: [You waited for a long time just now, didn't you? Sorry for not reminding you. Although I feel this way inside, I am still a very respectable and prestigious person outside. It's a bit inappropriate to send you a message on the podium.]

The Little Prince: [It's okay. When you were speaking just now, I was thinking whether there is a number called "the infinite last number" in mathematics. I was thinking about how to express it. Unfortunately, I am not good at mathematics. So I don't feel bored.]

Qiuge: [Yeah, that’s right, talking about math calmed me down. My ears must have been red when I was on the podium just now, I wonder if anyone noticed.]

Wang Zixu couldn't help but smile and typed: [Is this red person an official? Or a private person?]

This is an allusion to Emperor Hui of Jin. Emperor Hui of Jin was a fool. He heard a frog croaking in a pond. He asked, "Is this frog croaking for the official or for a private person?" His subordinates told him: "In official land, it is croaking for the official, and in private land, it is croaking for a private person."

Qiu Ge gave the standard answer: [Although I am in an official position, I am famous for you. ]

(End of this chapter)