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

Quzhen's return to Tibet is not just for the New Year.

As a boss, and even the backbone of many industry chains, she has a lot of things she has to do and people she has to meet.

She had to be present for the New Year celebrations of the herders, the workers, and the partners.

Bai Ma's current unexpected situation has put her in a dilemma.

Ding Heng decisively assured her, "Auntie, don't worry, I'll stay and take care of Baima. You can go back and handle your business with peace of mind."

A hint of relief flashed in Quzhen's eyes. She nodded and looked down at Baima.

Bai Ma curled up in the blanket, her eyelashes trembling slightly when she heard Ding Heng's words.

"The medicine is prepared by Secretary Huang. I'll have her send you a list."

Qu Zhen instructed, "If she's still like this this afternoon, take her to the hospital. Don't let her tough it out."

Ding Heng nodded: "I understand."

Quzhen bent down and gently touched her daughter's forehead, saying a word in Tibetan in a soft tone.

Baima gave a vague reply and bid farewell to her mother.

Qu Zhen and Ding Wenjie left, and Ding Heng stood at the door of Baima's room, looking thoughtful.

Sister Jiang picked up the water glass from Baima's bedside table, preparing to replace it with a cup of hot water.

"Sister Jiang."

Ding Heng called out to her, "You're on vacation today, going home for the New Year, right?"

Sister Jiang gripped the water glass tightly, looking somewhat troubled.

The original plan was for Ding Heng and the others to return to Tibet together, so she could have a few days off to go back and have a reunion dinner with her family.

But now that Ding Heng and Bai Ma have suddenly stayed, she is in a dilemma.

Ding Heng said directly, "Sister Jiang, you should take your vacation. Follow the original plan and come back after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. I can arrange these few days myself."

Sister Jiang hesitated: "But Baima..."

"It's okay, I'll take care of her."

Ding Heng smiled and said, "You only get a few days off a year, don't waste them."

Sister Jiang glanced at him, then at Bai Ma on the bed, a hint of gratitude flashing across her face. She left with the words, "Call me anytime if you need anything," and quickly went downstairs.

The bedroom door closed, and the room became completely quiet.

Baima remained curled up in the blankets, motionless, though her breathing was much more steady than before.

Ding Heng suddenly spoke up: "Everyone's gone, stop pretending."

"Brother...I feel terrible...Waaaaah..."

Seeing that Baima was still acting, Ding Heng sneered.

"If you keep pretending, don't expect me to take you out for barbecue, hot pot, or crayfish again..."

Before he could finish speaking, the blanket was suddenly pulled back.

Pema sat up abruptly, her hair sticking up in a mess, the pain on her face completely gone, showing no sign of illness whatsoever.

"No, no, no! Brother, I was wrong!"

She clasped her hands together and said, "You're so kind, please don't hold it against me, and please keep this a secret!"

Ding Heng remained expressionless.

Feeling guilty under his gaze, Baima shrank back and muttered softly, "Brother, how did you figure it out? Even my mother didn't notice..."

Ding Heng deactivated his True Sight and asked curiously, "Why don't you want to go back to Tibet?"

Bai Ma's expression changed, her fingers gripping the corner of the blanket, and she didn't speak for a while.

"The plateau... it's a desolate mountain valley, what's there to go there?"

She tried to sound relaxed, but it was obvious she was making excuses: "The signal was bad, it was cold, I couldn't eat well, and I couldn't sleep well..."

Ding Heng didn't reply, but just watched her quietly.

Baima's voice grew softer and softer until she turned her face away, staring at the light streaming through the gap in the curtains, her cheeks puffed out slightly, as if she were struggling with something.

Ding Heng did not ask any further questions.

Because he had just activated his True Sight Eyes, he could glean some information even if Bai Ma didn't say anything, but ultimately there was no need to make it clear.

"Brother."

"Ok?"

Do you think I'm being dramatic and immature?

"okay."

Ding Heng changed the subject, speaking in a casual tone: "Since you're not going back to Tibet, come with me to pay New Year's visits."

Baima looked up: "Where to?"

"It's my maternal grandparents' house. We'll pick up your sister-in-law to come over and cook for us."

"Okay, okay, you go out first, I'll change my clothes!"

Bai Ma immediately crawled out of bed, barefoot on the floor, and pushed Ding Heng to get out.

The door slammed shut behind me, and I could hear rustling noises coming from inside.

Ding Heng shook his head and took out his phone.

[Ding Heng]: I'm not going to Tibet; I'll stay in Changsha.

The message was sent and received a reply almost instantly.

[Lucky Zhao]: Really?!? [Shocked kitten.jpg]

[Ding Heng]: Baima is not feeling well, so I'll stay and take care of her.

[Lucky Zhao]: Then can we meet earlier?

Ding Heng: Hmm.

[Lucky Zhao]: When? How about tomorrow? How about today? How about now?

[Ding Heng]: You should visit all the relatives you need to visit first.

[Lucky Zhao]: Okay then... You have to promise me you'll come find me as soon as your relatives are gone!

Ding Heng: Okay.

[Lucky Zhao]: Pinky promise! [Serious kitten.jpg]

Ding Heng didn't reply to this message, but instead started thinking about the next steps.

The original plan was to go to Tibet on the first day of the lunar new year and return around the fifth day, but now the plan has been completely disrupted.

Having a few extra days, I need to find something to do to pass the time.

My phone vibrated again.

[Lucky Zhao]: Oh right, I almost forgot to tell you!

[Lucky Zhao]: Originally, you were going to Tibet, and Hua Qing, Hua Yue, and I had planned to go to a hot spring hotel on the third day of the Lunar New Year. Now that you're not going, do you want to come along?

Junior high 3? Hot springs? And Hua Qing?

Ding Heng: Okay.

[Lucky Zhao]: Then I'll tell Hua Yue to book two more rooms!

Ding Heng put away his phone and leaned against the wall to wait for a while.

Before Baima even appeared, my phone vibrated again.

【A Sunny Day Amidst a Sea of ​​Flowers】: You went to a hot spring on your third day of junior high?

[Ding Heng]: What, senior sister isn't welcome?

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Sky】: No.

Ding Heng waited for the next part.

A few seconds later, the second message popped up.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: But they're all here, don't go too far!

Ding Heng stared at the screen, a smile curving his lips.

The fairy's self-righteous warnings always seemed like she was playing along with his flirting...

[Ding Heng]: What if it goes a little too far?

The "typing" indicator flashed for a while before finally displaying only two words.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: Scumbag.

Ding Heng put away his phone, and Bai Ma's door finally opened.

The little girl changed into a new outfit: a bright red woolen coat with a white fur trim around the collar, which made her face look even whiter.

Her hair was tied into two braids with red bows at the ends, and she wore a pair of black leather boots. She looked cheerful and happy.

"Let's go."

The two got out of the car and drove towards the old street in the suburbs.

The car stopped at the entrance of the old street, where Wenjing was already waiting to greet us.

After briefly wishing his grandparents a Happy New Year, Ding Heng picked up Wen Jing and drove back.

Wenjing sat in the passenger seat, while Baima scrolled through her phone in the back.

The car stopped at a red light, and Wenjing suddenly asked, "Ding Heng, what are your plans for the first and second years of junior high?"

"Just live normally."

Ding Heng glanced at her: "What, you're not happy that I have more time to spend alone with you?"

"No, I didn't..."