My wife is a witch princess.

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"Why?" asked Xia Li, who has silver hair.

“Because there’s nothing to take seriously,” said Xia Li with black hair. “You’ll know once you’ve waited long enough; most things aren’t important.”

Xia Li listened and continued fiddling with the computer.

Xia Li, with her black hair, looked at her and said, "But it's a good thing that you still take things seriously."

"Good thing?"

“Hmm,” Xia Li with black hair said, “Being serious means you care. Caring means you’re still alive.”

She paused for a moment, then said, "Sometimes I want to be serious, but I can't find anything to argue about."

There's a period drama playing on TV, and people are fighting. There are flashing swords and the dubbing is very loud.

After a while, Xia Li paused the video. "You just said that most things aren't important. Then what are important?"

Black-haired Xia Li thought for a moment, "Now..."

She glanced out the window, "Sunbathing, feeling the breeze, listening to the cicadas."

She glanced at the coffee table. "Drink water, eat, and sit still."

She glanced at Song Che, "Look at him."

Xia Li turned the video back on.

Xia Li, with her black hair, smiled. "These are very important."

Song Che, who was listening nearby, suddenly felt that what was said was really well said.

He thought that time can indeed teach people a lot.

"And what about before?" Xia Li asked again, "What did you think was important before?"

Xia Li, with her black hair, thought for a moment, "Before..."

She paused for a moment, then said, "I used to think many things were important. Finding him, waiting for him to come back, and proving that I was the one he was waiting for."

She looked down at her hands, "and then I realized none of it mattered."

"why?"

“Because when he finally came, he wasn’t the same person anymore,” Xia Li, with her black hair, said. “He came, and then he left. He looked at me, but he didn’t recognize me. He spoke to me, but then forgot everything.”

She looked up at Xia Li, "Do you understand that feeling?"

Xia Li shook her head.

"That's good," said Xia Li with black hair. "It's best if you don't understand."

She reached out, picked up a glass from the coffee table, and took a sip of water.

The glass was transparent, and the water sloshed around inside.

Xia Li watched her drink water and suddenly asked, "Why do you always look at the cup when you drink water?"

Xia Li, with her black hair, was stunned for a moment. "What?"

“Look at the cup,” said Xia Li, who has silver hair. “You have to take a look at it before you drink from it.”

Xia Li, with her black hair, looked down at the cup in her hand. "Really?"

"Ah."

Xia Li, with her black hair, thought for a moment, "Maybe it's because...it's been too long since anyone has drunk water with me."

She put the cup down. "Before, when I was alone, I would always look at the cup before drinking water to make sure there was water in it, that the water was clean, and that the cup wasn't broken."

She paused for a moment, then said, "I'm used to it."

Xia Li listened, reached for her cup, and took a sip.

The period drama on TV finished its action scenes and started showing romance. The male and female leads hugged each other and said things like "I'll wait for you to come back."

Looking at the scene, Xia Li with black hair suddenly said, "I've said something like that before."

The silver-haired Xia Li turned back to look at her.

“I’ve said it many times,” said Xia Li with black hair. “Every time he leaves, I say I’ll wait for him. He comes back, then leaves again, and I say I’ll wait for him again.”

She paused, then said, "Later he stopped leaving, so I don't need to say anything more."

Song Che listened from the side, and his heart suddenly tightened.

"Why aren't you leaving?" he asked.

Xia Li, with her black hair, looked at him and said, "Because there's no one else to go."

The three remained silent. Xia Li reached out and turned off the television. The living room fell silent, with only the chirping of cicadas and their breathing.

Xia Li, with her black hair, looked at her and asked, "Why did you turn it off?"

"Too noisy," Xia Li said.

She got up and opened the window again, and the breeze that blew in relieved some of the stuffiness.

The two chatted, one sentence at a time, and Song Che couldn't get a word in edgewise. He went back to his room to rest.

But as soon as she got to the bedroom and lay down on the bed, she saw Xia Li with black hair follow her over. She sat down on the edge of the bed and continued meditating.

"Um...you're going to sit here?"

"Yes, I won't speak or make any noise."

“...How about…” Song Che didn’t know what to say. This had nothing to do with whether or not it made noise.

The bad woman had barely sat down when Xia Li followed her.

She sat down on the edge of the bed without saying a word.

Song Che hugged the blanket, looking at it from left to right.

Okay, okay, so you're just pretending to be experts by not saying anything, huh?

Then I won't go to sleep.

Song Che wasn't very tired.

He originally just wanted to lie down for a while and have lunch in half an hour, but now it seems he can eat right away.

As long as the two of them don't fight, it's fine.

But Song Che was still thinking too simply.

They ate lunch, and the two Xia Lis spent the rest of the afternoon staring at each other.

Watching all afternoon wasn't enough; they had to keep watching into the night.

The stars in the sky blinked, but Xia Li didn't. She was now locked in a stalemate with the other party, and she always felt that the other party would do something sinister.

The wicked woman remained silent, closing her eyes to meditate when she wasn't speaking... But you know what, when she meditated, she really was like a wisp of air, not disturbing anyone. However, as soon as Song Che opened his eyes, he saw the wicked woman sitting next to him, and Xia Li was also sitting next to him.

Let's skip lunch.

Are you even going to sleep tonight?!

Song Che wasn't actually that sleepy, and since it was a holiday, staying up late was fine, but he couldn't keep doing it.

Song Che hugged the blanket, looking left and right.

On the left is Xia Li with silver hair, sitting upright with her eyes fixed on the right.

On the right is Xia Li with black hair, sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed.

Neither of them spoke or listened; the atmosphere was noisier than if they were talking.

“Um…” Song Che began.

Both Xia Li's turned to look at him at the same time.

"Could you..." he hesitated, "go outside for a bit? I'd like to lie down for a while."

"Lie down," Xia Li, with her black hair, said. "I won't make a sound."

"I won't make a fuss either."

Song Che looked at them.

After they finished speaking, they returned to their previous postures—one staring, the other with their eyes closed.

He sighed, put the blanket down, and leaned against the headboard.

Forget it, I'm not going to lie down anymore.

"Aren't you tired?" he asked.

"Not tired," they both said at the same time.

Song Che didn't believe it.

He noticed from the afternoon that although the two people were sitting still, their eyes were constantly moving. The silver-haired Xia Li looked at the black-haired Xia Li, whose eyes were closed, but whose eyelids twitched occasionally, clearly indicating that she wasn't meditating.

“You two have been staring at each other for hours,” he said. “Aren’t your eyes dry?”

"No way." And it was all at the same time.

Song Che looked at them and suddenly smiled.

Sometimes people can be so angry they laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" asked Xia Li, who has silver hair.

"It's nothing," Song Che said. "I just think you two are quite interesting."

He paused, then said, "One was staring, the other was pretending to be asleep, neither giving way to the other."

You weren't meditating at all!

Xia Li, with her black hair, opened her eyes.

She looked at the silver-haired Xia Li, and the silver-haired Xia Li looked back at her.

“I wasn’t pretending to be asleep,” said Xia Li, who has black hair.

“I wasn’t watching either,” said Xia Li, who has silver hair.