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

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Hua Qing handed over the payment code, not letting Ding Heng pay the bill.

This month, she has already received over 30,000 yuan in "pocket money" from Ding Heng's so-called girlfriend. She still feels guilty about spending Ding Heng's money.

The four then went to a milk tea shop on the fifth floor of the mall.

He Li went to order, Lin Man scrolled through her phone at her seat, and Hua Qing and Ding Heng sat close together.

Hua Qing picked up the freshly delivered fruit tea and sipped it slowly, glancing at Lin Man from time to time.

Lin Man's hair had been tidied up, her neckline was back to normal, the folds in her skirt had been smoothed out, and her black stockings were flat and smooth.

The two cracks seemed to not exist at all; it was just her own illusion.

But Hua Qing felt something was off, like... the lipstick.

When they met earlier, she remembered that Lin Man's lips were a reddish-orange hue, which matched her sweater perfectly.

Now... the color looks like it's been rubbed off and then a light red layer has been temporarily applied.

Hua Qing lowered her eyes and continued drinking her fruit tea.

However, some images uncontrollably surfaced in my mind.

In the dimly lit fitting room, a man and a woman...

She shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off the thoughts she shouldn't have.

Ding Heng asked with concern, "What are you thinking about, senior?"

"I... cough! cough! cough!"

Hua Qing was startled and almost choked on her fruit tea: "N-nothing."

Ding Heng smiled gently and held Hua Qing's hand lightly under the table.

Feeling the warmth of the man's palm, Hua Qing slowly relaxed.

Never mind, I guess I was just overthinking it.

Hua Qing comforted herself...

Chapter 123: The Spendthrift Woman and the Vixen

Hua Qing returned home at 7 p.m.

Black Bean came up to her and rubbed against her feet.

Hua Qing bent down and picked it up, then collapsed onto the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling, her mind replaying the events of the day.

Finally, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Without evidence or firsthand confirmation, it remains merely suspicion.

Black Bean tilted its head back and gently licked Hua Qing's fingertips.

"Black Bean, do you think he really is with Lin Man...?"

Hua Qing couldn't continue speaking halfway through her sentence.

She didn't know what answer she wanted to hear...

Hua Qing's phone suddenly vibrated, and she picked it up to take a look.

[Ding Heng]: Goodnight, senior.

Just four simple words.

Hua Qing hovered her finger over the screen, offering no reply.

Something in my mind is slowly changing.

It's not anger.

It's not sadness.

It's a feeling that's hard to describe.

It's as if something is quietly fermenting.

Dormitory at Hubei University.

Ding Heng sat in front of the computer, system prompts echoing in his mind.

【Azure Cold Sword Immortal: Hua Qing】

[Current Status: A Fairy Who Has Lost All Her Cultivation Power]

[Progress of romantic entanglement: 75%]

[Progress of severing emotional ties: 0%]

"All eyes are on me! I have something to announce!"

Qian Pu's voice suddenly rang out in the dormitory, startling Chen Mo, who was reading a book.

Liu Chiwang, being quite accommodating, turned his head and spoke expressionlessly.

"I know, you're an idiot."

"puff!"

Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Qian Pu snapped, "Get out of here! Seriously! I'm no longer single!"

Ding Heng replied cheerfully, "Congratulations! Congratulations!"

Chen Mo pushed up his glasses, showing little reaction.

Only Liu Chiwang jumped up from his chair, rushed over and grabbed Qian Pu's shoulder: "Really? You can fool yourself, but don't fool your brother!"

"Go away, I don't want to talk to single people."

Qian Pu took out his phone, opened the photo album, and shoved the screen in front of Liu Chiwang.

Liu Chiwang leaned over for a peek, then abruptly turned to look at Ding Heng.

"Old Ding, isn't this Wang Xinran, your girlfriend's roommate?"

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow.

Qian Pu couldn't help but exclaim, "How do you know everything?"

Liu Chiwang puffed out his chest smugly: "Didn't I tell you before? My intelligence network covers the entire Yuelu Mountain."

Ding Heng casually asked, "How did you meet?"

Qian Pu scratched his head: "We met in the music club. She's a keyboardist, and I play guitar. We chatted a bit during rehearsal, added each other on WeChat, and that's how we got to know each other..."

Liu Chiwang interrupted, "Aren't you going to post this on your WeChat Moments to make it public?"

Qian Pu waved his hand: "It's not good. Xinran said she's the slow-to-warm-up type, and we're still in the trial-and-error stage. Don't go around saying it."

"Slow starter? Uh... Good luck, bro!"

Liu Chiwang patted Qian Pu on the shoulder solemnly, as if looking at a warrior about to go to the execution ground.

Qian Pu ignored Liu Chiwang's sarcastic remarks and turned to look at Ding Heng.

"By the way, Lao Ding, how about a dorm get-together? Both dorms can have a meal together, which would also create an opportunity for Lao Liu and Chen Mo."

"Never mind, I don't need it."

Ding Heng jokingly refused, "Are you worried that Brother Liu won't find a girlfriend?"

Qian Pu didn't force him, and started arguing with Liu Chiwang again.

Ding Heng turned back to his computer to continue playing games, listening to the others' banter.

……

The following afternoon, Ding Heng walked into the elective class classroom as the bell rang.

"Ding Heng! Over here!"

Wenjing sat by the window and waved vigorously at him.

Her round face was beaming with smiles, and her eyes curved into two crescent moons.

In order to spend more time with Ding Heng, Wen Jing, who majored in accounting, took the same elective courses as Ding Heng, and the two would run into each other from time to time.

Ding Heng sat down next to Wen Jing and, as usual, reached out to pinch her cheeks first.

Why are you so happy today?

Wenjing opened her phone and handed it to Ding Heng. It was a screenshot of a report card, showing Wenshu's first diagnostic test results after transferring to the new school.

"Where would these grades rank at the new school?"

"The teacher said it's at an intermediate level, and keeping up with the pace of the lesson is no problem at all!"

Wenjing couldn't hide her pride: "I knew it! My sister and I are both pretty good at studying, so Xiaoshu can't be too bad."

What did your parents say?

"My dad told me to thank you, but he didn't say anything else..."

Wenjing looked a little embarrassed.

Wen Shu's transfer to another school ultimately required the consent of her guardian, so Wen Jing finally had some communication with her family.

Ding Heng continued, "You didn't make any other requests, did you?"

Wenjing shook her head: "No."

Don't shoulder everything alone.

"Ah."

Wenjing nodded, as obedient as ever.