She explained to him seriously, "Because although the Buddha is bald, has a double chin, and a big belly—his figure is unbearable by 21st-century human aesthetic standards—people still worship him as a faith. Every day when they open their eyes, there's endless fruit and delicacies to eat, endless incense money to spend. Don't you think becoming a Buddha has more 'prospect' than becoming a great lawyer or artist? You don't even have to worry about body anxiety."
Zhang Jingxu: "..."
He had wanted to talk about life ideals to enhance their relationship, but why were her answers getting more and more abstract? And the key was, they were so abstract yet so reasonable and irrefutable.
This girl was completely unpredictable.
Only now did Zhang Jingxu realize that he still hadn't figured out the ways of a funny girl; he simply couldn't keep up with her train of thought.
It seemed that to conquer a funny girl, he still had a long, long way to go.
After this weekend trip was over, he would have to review every knowledge point she had taught him word by word.
As the game moved to the next round, Yu Wanwan finally won again. When Zhang Jingxu, unsurprisingly, chose truth again, Yu Wanwan couldn't help complaining, "Why do you always choose truth?"
It was so monotonous.
Zhang Jingxu retorted, "Aren't you the same?"
"And if I chose dare, what would you have me do?" He glanced at the surroundings, where only lyrical music and their voices could be heard, then said, "Imitate a monkey call?"
Yu Wanwan's mouth twitched slightly. She suddenly realized that he did understand her in some ways. She deliberately put on a serious expression and said, "I want you to imitate a baboon beating its chest."
After saying that, perhaps because the idea was too abstract and funny, or maybe because she'd had too much alcohol and was a bit tipsy, Yu Wanwan suddenly burst into bright, cheerful laughter, even bending over at the waist.
Zhang Jingxu stood by the side. Hearing her idea, he was first speechless, then, perhaps because he was too speechless or infected by Yu Wanwan's laughter, the corner of his mouth involuntarily twitched.
Yu Wanwan laughed for a while, then tried to calm down and re-engaged with the game: "Alright, truth it is."
Her tone suddenly turned serious, and she asked, "Do you think there's a possibility we'll divorce in the future?"
This question seemed much more serious than Zhang Jingxu's previous trivial ones.
This time, Zhang Jingxu pondered seriously for a long time before answering, "As long as you don't bring it up, we won't."
"What do you mean, 'as long as I don't bring it up'?" Emboldened by the alcohol, Yu Wanxu leaned her face close to his, narrowing her eyes, and demanded, "You mean you want to spend your whole life with me?"
After saying this, Yu Wanwan suddenly realized it was inappropriate. The music playing by the hot spring seemed to know how to create an ambiguous atmosphere, and at that moment, a highly suggestive instrumental piece started playing.
Yu Wanwan thought: Sometimes having good taste in music isn't a good thing.
Why did she have to play music? Couldn't the atmosphere be created in post-production? She must be nuts.
She quickly distanced herself from him. Before she could figure out how to salvage the situation, Zhang Jingxu suddenly spoke with unusual solemnity and seriousness: "If you want to."
His words seemed to seduce her heart. Yu Wanwan felt as if a kitten was scratching her heart, ticklish.
Yu Wanwan suddenly found this man interesting. He clearly regarded this marriage as a transaction, yet on this issue, he insisted on giving ambiguous answers that invited wishful thinking.
She pursed her lips and said with a hint of accusation, "Since you want to be with me—no, since you want to maintain this marital relationship for life, why are you still learning my tactics to chase silly girls?"
Before Zhang Jingxu could answer, Yu Wanwan, as if something had occurred to her, continued, "Oh—I get it. You want to be prepared for both outcomes. If you learn my tactics and I divorce you, you can still find a girlfriend. If you can't learn them, and I don't bring up divorce, you still have a wife. Either way, you won't end up alone, right? I knew it."
Zhang Jingxu: "..."
He was about to defend himself when Yu Wanwan, unwilling to dwell on the issue, stretched out her hand to start the next round.
During tonight's Truth or Dare, she suddenly realized that he was definitely not a love idiot—at least not a simple one. He might just be pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. She thought she was the hunter, but in reality, she was the prey.
From today onward, she would seriously reassess their relationship to prevent herself from becoming his prey.
The next round, Zhang Jingxu won. To spice up the game, Yu Wanwan proactively chose dare this time.
She specifically said, "See, you wouldn't dare choose dare. I dare to. But since I'm a girl, you can't make me do something too embarrassing, like imitating a baboon beating its chest."
"I won't." Zhang Jingxu chuckled softly. He didn't have such an abstract hobby of playing pranks.
It seemed he already had an idea in mind. Without much thought, he said directly, "I want you to promise me one thing, no matter when I bring it up."
Hearing this, Yu Wanwan frowned involuntarily and refused without a second thought, "No way. If you want me to do something, you have to tell me now. With an open-ended clause like that, what if someday you ask me to rob a bank?"
Zhang Jingxu remained calm, leaning forward slightly, his tone playful: "The game rule is 'must complete a dare.' There were no additional clauses just now. Or... do you want to go back on your word?"
"Who wants to go back on their word?" Yu Wanwan turned her face away proudly. "I..."
She now regretted not choosing truth just now.
"Since you don't want to go back on your word, what are you worried about?" Zhang Jingxu's gaze was steady, as if he could see through her bluffing. He gave her a reassurance: "I promise, it will be within your capabilities and... not illegal or immoral."
Yu Wanwan was still worried. She pouted and muttered, "What if you ask me to kiss a pig?"
Zhang Jingxu: "..."
He couldn't help but doubt her train of thought: "Why do you always think of such perverted things?"
"I'm afraid you might take the chance to get back at me," Yu Wanwan murmured.
She vaguely remembered that when she was five years old, after reading the story of The Frog Prince, she used a frog from home to scare him and even forced him to kiss it. Now that he suddenly proposed such an open-ended clause, she naturally felt guilty and feared retaliation.
Zhang Jingxu frowned, puzzled: "There's no deep-seated enmity between us. Why would I want to retaliate?"
Yu Wanwan looked up, her eyes clear and bright: "Do you really think there's no deep-seated enmity between us?"
She didn't believe he could have forgotten that incident over the long years.
Zhang Jingxu retorted, "What deep-seated enmity do you think there is?"
What was this girl thinking about all day?!