Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

"what happened?"

"Surprise!"

She took two tickets out of her pocket and waved them in front of the camera.

"Look, look! What I've gotten!"

Ding Heng looked closely, and his heart jumped into his throat.

Zhao Yanxi exclaimed excitedly, "I heard the guests are the entire Aurora Eos group! Ding Heng, do you want to come with me to watch it?"

Ding Heng's expression froze, and only one thought crossed his mind—My God, do you women really have to get together like this!

Zhao Yanxi blinked: "Brother Ding Heng, why aren't you saying anything?"

Ding Heng pleaded, "Yan hope, can't we not go?"

"Why? They went through so much trouble to get it..."

Zhao Yanxi puffed out her cheeks slightly and said sweetly, "Just come with me, okay?"

Ding Heng reached out and rubbed his temples.

Seeing Ding Heng's distressed expression, Zhao Yanxi couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Brother Ding Heng, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing, I just want some peace and quiet."

"Jingjing? Is Jingjing going too?"

"..."

Ding Heng wanted to cry but had no tears.

Chapter 106: My Celebrity Brother

For the next few days, Ding Heng was worried about how to cope with the impending Death Saturday.

Or... should we just find an excuse to cancel?

Anyway, as long as he is assertive, Zhao Yanxi won't force him to go to the live variety show.

But seeing how happy the girl was, Ding Heng felt a little reluctant.

On Thursday afternoon, as the last class was drawing to a close, Ding Heng's phone suddenly vibrated.

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: [Milk dragon with hands on hips.jpg]

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: Guess where I am?

Ding Heng's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition welled up inside him.

Ding Heng: ?

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: [Image]

Ding Heng clicked on the button, his pupils contracting—the gate of the School of Journalism and Communication at Hubei University!

He almost jumped out of his seat.

Ding Heng: Are you crazy?!

【Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon】: Sister Long, I only have time today. If you don't come to me, I'll come to you, okay?

Ding Heng took a deep breath and typed rapidly.

[Ding Heng]: You didn't cause any trouble, did you?

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: Not yet, but we don't know what will happen next.

【Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon】: After all, wearing a mask and sunglasses, I looked quite suspicious. The security guards had secretly glanced at me several times.

[Ding Heng]: Sister Long, I beg you, please go back.

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: [Stubborn milk dragon.jpg]

Ding Heng covered his face.

[Ding Heng]: Why did you have to come see me today?

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: [Milk dragon question mark.jpg]

The message popped up again, as if Longhe was going head-to-head with Ding Heng.

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: If you don't care about me, I'll just confess when I'm found out.

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: I'm looking for Ding Heng, a freshman in the School of Journalism and Communication!

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: [Invincible milk dragon.jpg]

Ding Heng: "..."

[Ding Heng]: Don't run around!

As soon as the bell rang, Ding Heng grabbed his schoolbag and rushed out, startling Liu Chiwang.

"Old Ding, where are you going?"

Ding Heng had no time to deal with it, and ran all the way from the teaching building to the college gate at a speed that almost surpassed Bolt's.

If this really causes any trouble, he probably won't have a peaceful four years of university!

Finally, he spotted a familiar figure in the distance.

The girl's face was completely covered by a mask and sunglasses, with only a small part of her nose showing.

She wore a loose, light brown sweatshirt, which was very large and the sleeves were long enough to cover the back of her hands, revealing only a few slender fingers.

She wore a dark gray short skirt, beneath which were a pair of long legs encased in thick black velvet stockings, paired with brown Marc boots.

Her long, brownish-yellow hair was styled into two long braids, hanging down from behind her ears and draped over her chest.

Ding Heng rushed over and grabbed Long He's wrist.

"Brother... Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Long He was about to greet them when he felt a tremendous force pulling him, causing him to stagger and be forcibly shoved into the car.

"boom."

The car door closed, and Longhe took off his mask and sunglasses, his eyes crinkling with a smile.

"Aren't you happy to see Sister Long?"

Ding Heng let out a long breath and leaned back in his chair.

"My dear Sister Long, what are you doing here?! Do you think I'm living too comfortably?"

Long He pouted unhappily.

"You really don't remember what day it is today?"

Ding Heng was stunned.

What day is it?

Birthday?

No, their birthdays are both in January.

Long He's eyes gradually turned hostile: "Think about it again?"

Ding Heng frowned, recalling carefully.

October...27th.

Ding Heng suddenly realized what was happening, and his expression softened instantly, replaced by a hint of self-reproach.

"Thank you, Longhe, you're so kind."

October 27th is the anniversary of my mother's death.

Longhe fastened his seatbelt and turned to look out the window.

"So don't think I came here specifically to find you. I just wanted to offer incense to my aunt, but I don't remember where her grave is, so I asked you to show me the way."

Ding Heng didn't say anything more, started the car and drove away from the school.

He first arrived at his grandparents' shop, parked the car at the entrance, and got out with Longhe to go inside.

Grandma was tidying things up behind the counter when she looked up and saw Ding Heng, and paused for a second.

"Heng Yazi?"

"grandmother."

Grandpa peeked out from the inner room when he heard the noise, and he was also somewhat surprised.

"Heng Ya Zi, what brings you here?"

"I'm offering incense to my mother."

“Your dad came with us yesterday. We thought you wouldn’t be able to come because you’re in school this year.”

"Did your dad come yesterday?"

Grandpa and Grandma nodded in unison.

"They also gave my husband and me a lot of things."

"He didn't even tell me..."

Ding Heng let out a long sigh of relief. Suddenly, Long He jumped forward and called out to the elderly couple in their dialect.

"Grandma Yu! Grandpa Sun!"

"Oh dear! Little Dragon Girl!"

Grandma beamed from ear to ear: "Come in, come in! What brings you here with Hengya?"

Longhe approached the counter and affectionately took her grandmother's arm: "I just happened to be in Xingcheng today. It's been a long time since I offered incense to Aunt Sun, so I thought I'd come and visit."

Grandpa said with emotion, "It's kind of you to still remember this."