T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 173, Section 172: He Yi, I'm so sorry.

"Beep beep, beep beep~~"

As soon as Jiang Heyi turned onto the main road from the riverside path, a car stopped next to her and honked its horn.

French Fries quickly let go of her hand.

The prison guard rolled down the car window: "Filming is over. No more dessert. I'll take you guys out for a meal."

This was their last meal in Guangzhou. Considering they had to go to work or school, Moyu, Siyuanti, and Juzicha all booked afternoon train tickets, and Jiang Heyi was on the same train.

Only the quilted bed planned to rest for one night before leaving.

The prison guard skillfully ordered the dishes according to everyone's preferences.

"My dad has already sent the gift to the address we left. Remember to pick it up when you get back."

"A gift?" Everyone was taken aback.

“He said it wasn’t anything valuable, just a souvenir,” the prison guard shrugged. “I don’t know exactly what they gave out, remember to take a picture and show it to me.”

"That's really generous," Orange Tea remarked.

"Sigh, I can imagine what he was feeling when he sent that gift." The prison guard looked dejected, mimicking his father's tone, "Thank you for taking care of your useless son."

"think carefully……"

The jailer thought Zhong Zemo was going to save face for him, and looked over expectantly.

"Saying you're useless is actually a compliment. When it was Black Cat, you were a negative influence."

Everyone nodded.

"Still Black Cat, still Black Cat!" the jailer cried anxiously. "Without me distracting Black Cat, would everyone be able to get through this so easily? Controlling this useless guy is easier than controlling French fries and potatoes."

Sigh, I don't know if he's trying to justify himself or admitting he's useless...

Jiang Heyi glanced at the fries, who were sitting upright as if nothing had happened.

"Can I speak?" he asked in a low voice.

"..."

"Then no..."

"Say what you want to say..."

Jiang Heyi cleared her throat, but before she could even speak, her face was already burning.

"I have some news to tell everyone."

French Fries quickly pursed his lips, trying to control his expression.

"French fries are my girlfriend."

The private room fell silent for a moment, and everyone's expression seemed to be frozen in time.

The jailer stopped scrambling the clay pot, as if the rising steam wasn't hot enough.

The orange tea drinker, who was enjoying the poached chicken, had his mouth slightly open.

Zhong Zemo nearly spilled the coconut juice he was pouring for the tetralogy.

The tetramorphic chopsticks trembled, and a piece of char siu fell onto the turntable.

He choked on the blankets and was the first to break the silence by coughing.

This forced Zhong Zemo, who was standing next to her, to turn around and help her catch her breath, handing her tissues.

The jailer yelled and pulled his hand away, which was slightly red from being scalded by steam, and hurriedly shouted.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

That shout brought everyone back to their senses.

He wiped the coconut juice from his nose and said, "That was so sudden."

Zhong Zemo exclaimed in disbelief, "So fast!"

The prison guard exclaimed, "So she confessed behind our backs? How despicable! We wanted to see a show!"

This is definitely a must-see!
Jiang Heyi glanced at the bewildered Four Primal Bodies and Orange Tea, confirming that the two were completely unaware of the situation.

The woman in the quilt said incredulously, "How could this happen so suddenly... I thought you two would test each other, confirm your feelings for each other, go through some tug-of-war and entanglement, and then we could hide on the sidelines and watch a sweet and sour love story."

"It's probably because of Kesha," Jiang Heyi admitted. "What she says and does is so inspiring."

The popularity of the direct attack style allowed Jiang Heyi to accumulate enough experience and courage to get a head start.

French Fries recalled Kesha's every move and word. Although it was a bit awkward, he had to admit that she played a crucial role in this matter.

It was like giving her a push through the screen.

Although I'm reluctant... I'll thank her anyway.

"Wait a minute." The blanket's eyes lit up, secretly delighted: "There's even a mini-drama to watch!"

A short skit depicting the daily interactions of a young couple.

A short skit about Kesha getting humiliated.

A brutal battleground mini-theater.

Once the relationship is confirmed, there are actually more things to see, and the variety of options also increases.

Ugh, why is there maintenance tonight? She can't wait to see if Kish will make a face of disappointment!
"Sigh, why does this poached chicken taste so sweet? I suspect it's not authentic," the jailer muttered. "I suspect someone secretly put sugar in the dish."

"We haven't even done anything affectionate yet, we're not even one-thousandth as affectionate as French Fries' parents."

"You guys are already overdoing it with sugar!" Zhong Zemo emphasized. "My gaming buddy of two years met in real life and fell in love... Ugh... Why can't I have such a good thing!"

"Maybe it's because you were married before." Jiang Heyi deliberately took French Fries' hand and showed it off.

Zhong Zemo felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer; the criticism and actions of his close friend had deeply hurt him.

"A zombie that just crawled out of its grave is already stinging all over from seeing the scorching sun, right?"

Another close friend's analogy of the four original bodies made him feel as if he could see the blazing sun overhead... The prison guard brother became the one who wasn't persecuted at the farewell dinner, and happily watched the squid brother clutch his heart and perform, "It hurts, it hurts so much."

Our ten-day trip to Guangzhou has officially come to an end. There are so many memorable moments. Even on the way to the train station in the prison guard's car, everyone was still chattering away.

After saying goodbye and boarding the bullet train, Jiang Heyi suddenly felt a little regretful.

You should pinch the fries' cheeks when you're on the platform... They look so soft, and maybe they'll even feel warm after you pinch them.

Zhong Zemo, who was sitting next to him, suddenly clapped his hands.

"That's scary, what's wrong with you now?"

Zhong Zemo glared at Jiang Heyi and asked, "Why did you take the same train as us? Why did you go back to Chengning?"

This question left Jiang Heyi completely bewildered.

Going home, what else could it be?
Sitting in the jailer's car on the way back, Fries proudly told his parents about what had happened that day.

She succeeded, not by relying on her foolish parents' "brilliant plan," but entirely by her own initiative!
As if he were pouring out all the dog food he had eaten over the past ten years, French Fries felt exceptionally satisfied. After sending out a line of text, he felt light and refreshed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

"Xiaofei is amazing!"

"Good, good, Xiaofei has grown up!"

My parents sent me messages one after the other.

Immediately afterwards...

"So, where are the potatoes?"

"They're home. I personally saw them off on their afternoon train tickets."

The phone rang; it was my mom.

That's strange. What kind of things can't be said in a message?

"What's wrong?" she asked in a low voice from the back seat.

"I remember you said that Potato is an only child, and his closest relative is his uncle, right?"

"Yeah, and then what?" French Fries asked suspiciously.

A long sigh came from the other end of the phone.

"So why don't you invite him to stay?"

"Ugh?"

On the bullet train, Jiang Heyi looked bewildered, her mind seemingly blank.

"Ju Zicha has to go back to class. Siyuanti and I haven't quit our jobs yet, we both have work to do. What about you? What are you going back to Chengning for?"

"Looking for...looking for a job." Jiang Heyi had already grasped the core idea of Mo Yu's words by this point, and her face flushed red. "No, that's not right, it's too fast, this is too fast!"

Are you going to move in together right after confessing your feelings?
Zhong Zemo covered his forehead: "Strike while the iron is hot! Some things are best said when everyone's heads are buzzing!"

Having been through it all, Mo Yu felt deeply guilty for letting down her friend's youth and happiness, and even seemed more remorseful than Jiang Heyi.

Why couldn't he think of that while eating? Why didn't his brain work the whole way?

"He Yi, I'm so sorry!"

On the other end, the call from the fries vendor continued.

"You actually put the potatoes back in Chengning without even making an appointment to come back at a certain time."

"Now is the perfect time to get to know each other better, but you personally put him on the bus... Fries, I know you always say you don't like watching us being all lovey-dovey, but you've actually been secretly watching and learning all along. After all these years, it seems like you haven't learned anything!"

Who's peeping? And what's the point of peeping?
When you two are being all lovey-dovey, when have you ever avoided me?

"At worst... I'll find some time to talk to him about it tonight," Fries replied through gritted teeth, blushing.

"Hmph, I guarantee that when I get home tonight, the thought of spending sweet moments with him in the house will make me blush and act all coy," the French Fries Mom said confidently. "You're my daughter, I know you perfectly well."

"I'm hanging up, someone's next to me!"

French Fries gritted his teeth and immediately hung up the phone.

She looked up in a panic, only to find...

"Hehehe, are you planning to move in together?" The person in bed had been peeking out from the front of the bed and listening for a long time. "Living together is great!"

"No...it's too fast, let's wait a bit."

The words had barely left his mouth when French Fries realized, with embarrassment, that his mother had indeed read him down...

When Jiang Heyi and Zhong Zemo returned home, there were already two large packages piled up at the gate.

Because they were not yet divorced, the address Zhong Zemo gave them was also here.

Jiang Heyi picked it up and weighed it in her hand; it was quite heavy, and she wondered what it contained.

Passing by the pavilion, an old man who was enjoying the cool air saw Zhong Zemo and once again planned to arrange a blind date for him—he was really in high demand.

The moment Jiang Heyi got home, she couldn't wait to open the box.

What comes into view are various tea canisters that occupy most of the space in the box.

Given that the gift-giver is the prison guard's father, it probably won't be too cheap.

"It certainly won't be too cheap... I also saw this label that the prison guard's father made for the tea on the one that the prison guard brother gave us to drink."

They only said "it tastes good", and Yuan Huanye actually gave them all away!

Considering his work style, it's likely that among this pile of tea leaves, there are varieties that are even more expensive than the ones they drink.

Besides that, there were some Cantonese snacks like xiaofengbing (a type of biscuit), and in the corner I also found two e-commerce platform gift cards worth 1000 yuan, which can be used by myself or cashed out.

Although it was nothing compared to tea, if Yuan Huanye had actually given them something more valuable, Jiang Heyi and the others wouldn't have dared to accept it.

He had the size just right.

　I'll be back to double updates tomorrow, when I have more free time.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)