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

Ding Heng never expected Hua Qing to choose a camera, since he was also planning to replace his father's family heirloom camera recently.

"Humph."

Hua Qing gave a soft hum.

Her reason for choosing a camera was simple: Ding Heng's performance in accompanying her to choose a gift had always been rather bland, except when they were in front of various flagship photography stores, where he would pause slightly.

"Senior."

"Ok?"

"Is your younger brother handsome?"

Hua Qing was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red.

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

"Nothing, just curious."

Ding Heng looked at her with a smile: "A younger brother who can make your senior put so much effort into choosing a gift must hold a lot in your heart."

Hua Qing bit her lower lip, refusing to look at him.

"Is he tall and strong, able to pick up his senior sister in his arms...?"

"Stop talking!"

Hua Qing finally couldn't hold back any longer and covered Ding Heng's mouth in shame and indignation.

Ding Heng smiled and dodged away, then took Hua Qing's hand in his.

Hua Qing's hands were very cold, her fingertips were a little icy, and Ding Heng held them in his palm and rubbed them slowly.

Feeling the warmth from the man's hand, Hua Qing instinctively leaned against his shoulder.

The two sat there, neither of them saying a word.

People came and went, and the noise was deafening.

"Senior."

"Ok?"

"Would you like to come with me to Shanghai?"

Hua Qing was taken aback and looked up at him.

Why go to Shanghai?

"Celebrating Longhe's birthday."

"Birthday?"

Hua Qing's expression was blank. Finally, she lowered her eyes and said, "Long He will probably be unhappy to see me with you, right?"

Ding Heng chuckled: "Senior, would you care about that?"

Hua Qing didn't say anything.

Ding Heng didn't urge her, but continued to gently massage her palms, waiting for her decision.

After a while, Hua Qing spoke softly: "You came back from Shanghai to spend time with Yan hope and Wen Jing, right?"

"Correct."

"That……"

Hua Qing didn't finish her sentence, but she already understood.

Going to Shanghai might be the only chance I have to spend Ding Heng's birthday alone.

Upon his return, he will once again become the "fair and impartial" Ding Heng, juggling relationships between the two girls.

Hua Qing bit her lower lip, a mixture of emotions churning within her.

"it is good."

Her voice was soft but clear: "I'll go with you."

Ding Heng smiled and said, "Then it's a deal. I'll buy you the ticket, senior."

"Ah."

Hua Qing withdrew her hand and picked up the heavy camera equipment.

"Let's go, go back."

Ding Heng stood up and followed behind her.

Stepping out of the mall, a cold wind hits you in the face.

Hua Qing shrank her neck and quickened her pace toward the parking lot.

"cold?"

"A little."

"Then should I hold on tighter?"

"casual……"

Ding Heng reached out and put his arm around Hua Qing's shoulder, pulling her closer to him.

"Have you chosen a gift for Longhe yet?"

"Ah."

"What is it?"

"Keep it a secret!"

Chapter 129: The New Year's Kiss (Part 2)

December 31st.

There are less than fifteen hours left until the new Gregorian New Year.

As an expensive private school, Chenhui Middle School is filled with luxury cars at its gates during holidays, making Ding Heng's beat-up Chang'an car stand out conspicuously.

Wenjing sat in the passenger seat, almost with half her body pressed against the windshield, her eyes fixed on the school gate.

"Don't worry, they get off at 10 a.m. today, there are still a few minutes left."

Ding Heng leaned back in his chair and yawned lazily.

"I know……"

Wenjing agreed verbally, but her eyes never left the school gate.

Finally, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

A few minutes later, people began to pour out of the school gate.

Boys and girls in school uniforms came out in twos and threes, chatting and laughing, and ran to their parents' cars.

"Xiao Shu!"

Wenjing spotted her younger sister immediately and quickly got out of the car to wave.

Wen Shu, carrying her schoolbag, was chatting and laughing with several classmates, her spirits as high as ever.

Looking up, I saw my older sister. She smiled, said something to her classmate, and then quickly ran over.

"sister!"

The two sisters hugged each other, and Wenshu snuggled against Wenjing, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

Did you miss me?

"miss you!"

Wenjing let go of her, looked her up and down, and reached out to straighten her collar: "Are you used to the school cafeteria?"

"Don't worry, the school food is great! I've even gained two pounds!"

Wen Shu responded with a smile, then turned to the car.

Ding Heng leaned against the car door and nodded to Wen Shu.

"Brother-in-law!"

Wen Shu shouted loudly, without the slightest hesitation.

"Get in the car."

Ding Heng opened the back door of the car: "I still have to go to the supermarket with your sister to buy things."

Wen Shu turned around and waved to her classmates: "I'm leaving now, see you in the New Year!"

Several classmates waved to her and greeted her warmly, but their eyes kept glancing at the dilapidated Changan SUV, their expressions subtle.

Wen Shu got into the car and closed the door.

The car started and slowly merged into the traffic.

Wenjing turned around and asked, "Xiaoshu, are you adjusting well to the new school?"

Wen Shu sighed and honestly replied, "I'm not used to it."

Ding Heng glanced at her in the rearview mirror: "What's wrong?"

"Their families are all quite wealthy."

Wen Shu spoke directly, without any pretense: "My dad owns a factory, my mom owns a shop, I went to a certain country for summer vacation... that's all we talked about, so I felt a bit strange being among them."

Wenjing frowned slightly: "Xiaoshu, don't think like that. Our family's circumstances are average, but you're no worse off than them. Work harder in your studies, be more sincere in your friendships, and stop thinking about these trivial things..."

"sister!"

Wen Shu interrupted Wen Jing, smiling helplessly: "I was just saying, why are you starting to chant scriptures again?"

Wenjing choked.

Ding Heng chuckled: "The fact that Xiao Shu can tell you this so frankly means she doesn't take it too seriously. As her older sister, you shouldn't worry too much."

"My brother-in-law understands me best."