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

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【A Sea of Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Who cares? I just stumbled upon this!

Ding Heng smiled and continued typing.

[Ding Heng]: Senior, it's still not too late to book your plane tickets. The four of us can make a mahjong table, and the bed is big enough!

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: I still need to train.

Five simple words, stiff and formal, like a work report.

[Ding Heng]: Is training more important or am I more important?

This time, Hua Qing did not reply immediately.

The message popped up after a while.

【A Sea of Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Both are important.

[Ding Heng]: I think I'm still the most important.

【A Sea of Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Don't flatter yourself.

[Ding Heng]: Senior, I bet you're blushing again?

Hua Qing didn't reply to this message and forcefully changed the subject.

【A Sea of Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Have fun!

[Ding Heng]: I can't be happy at all without my senior sister by my side.

【A Sunny Day Amidst a Sea of Flowers】: ...

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: What a scumbag!

A few seconds later, Hua Qing changed the subject again.

【A Sunny Day in a Sea of Flowers】: Please be extremely careful when swimming in the sea.

[Ding Heng]: Is my senior concerned about me?

Hua Qing did not reply.

Ding Heng put down his phone and was about to close his eyes to let the breeze blow on him when the screen lit up again.

This time it's Bai Zhiya.

[Bai Zhiya]: [Image]

The beach in the picture is crowded with people, with countless parasols and deck chairs crammed together, and the seawater is packed with people like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

[Bai Zhiya]: Ding Heng, you probably can't see anyone over there, right?

Ding Heng glanced at the beach in front of him; it was deserted, with only a few seabirds pacing in the distance.

[Ding Heng]: Not bad.

[Bai Zhiya]: There are too many people here. It's completely different from the sea, blue sky, and golden sand I imagined.

[Bai Zhiya]: I wish I hadn't come to Hainan Island; the experience was terrible. [Sigh]

[Bai Zhiya]: The trip was originally booked for 20 people, but the other party cut the budget at the last minute, and only 10 people came in the end. The accommodation was downgraded from a four-star hotel to a budget hotel, and we had to find our own meals.

[Bai Zhiya]: The itinerary was even more outrageous. We had booked a minibus, but what arrived was a dilapidated van with no air conditioning. The driver even got lost, taking almost an extra hour. Liu Chiwang argued with the local guide the whole way, giving me a terrible headache… It was awful.

She typed her complaints to herself, but Ding Heng didn't respond.

[Bai Zhiya]: Are there four of you?

Ding Heng: Hmm.

[Bai Zhiya]: Oh, that's good.

Bai Zhiya seemed completely oblivious to Ding Heng's perfunctory attitude and continued to make small talk.

[Bai Zhiya]: Which hotel are you staying at?

Ding Heng: No.

[Bai Zhiya]: So where will you stay? A guesthouse?

Ding Heng: No.

[Bai Zhiya]: Did you book a villa?

Ding Heng: Hmm.

[Bai Zhiya]: Wow! That room must be pretty empty, right? Is it really big?

Ding Heng: It's alright.

Bai Zhiya sent another photo.

The cramped double room had a 1.2-meter bed facing an old-fashioned television set. The window overlooked a wall, making the room dimly lit.

[Bai Zhiya]: Look at this place, it's called a hotel, but it's really just a guesthouse.

[Bai Zhiya]: Qian Pu made arrangements, but when we arrived at the destination, it was completely different from what we expected.

The message was sent and then quickly retracted within two seconds.

[Bai Zhiya]: [Tongue out.jpg]

[Bai Zhiya]: I almost forgot, you're his roommate.

[Ding Heng]: You're not wrong either.

Ding Heng replied to Bai Zhiya with five words for the first time.

Bai Zhiya probably thought she had found common ground, and the message popped up even faster.

[Bai Zhiya]: Sigh, it's not that Qian Pu deliberately tricked us, it's probably just a lack of communication.

[Bai Zhiya]: It seems there was a last-minute problem with his cousin's side, and there weren't enough rooms, so we had to make do.

[Bai Zhiya]: By the way, do you have any rooms available?

Bai Zhiya: [Pitiful.jpg]

Before Ding Heng could reply, Zhao Yanxi's shouts came from downstairs.

He simply set the phone to Do Not Disturb mode, stuffed it in his pocket, and got up to go downstairs.

In the living room, the three girls had already changed their clothes.

A matching white short-sleeved shirt and light gray casual pants create a simple and refreshing look.

The chest is printed with a cartoon version of the character "衡" (heng), with rounded characters, resembling the uniform of a tour group.

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated: "What's wrong with these clothes?"

Zhao Yanxi skipped over to him, put her hands on her hips, and said triumphantly, "I ordered it in advance! How about it, isn't it cute?"

Ding Heng reached out and pinched her cheek: "She's just a little silly."

"I'm not stupid!"

Zhao Yanxi never minded showing herself to outsiders openly, no matter how abnormal her relationship with Ding Heng was.

She picked up the car keys from the sofa: "Let's go, let's drive to the beach! Ding Heng, you drive, I want to sit in the passenger seat!"

The car drove out of the villa area and continued along the coastal highway.

The four of them walked around, stopping frequently to take photos and check off their landmarks, and returned to the villa nearly three hours later.

Zhao Yanxi yawned and walked inside: "I'm going to take a shower first. The sun makes me feel sticky. Shall we have seafood for lunch?"

Wenjing followed along, preparing to shower together, still thinking about saving money: "It's already one in the afternoon, let's just grab a quick bite and eat dinner later..."

Lin Man lagged behind and walked into the living room side by side with Ding Heng.

"Boss, what would you like to drink?"

"Water will do."

Lin Man went to the kitchen to pour water, and Ding Heng walked to the sofa, sat down, and took out his phone.

The screen lit up, revealing over a dozen unread messages, all from Bai Zhiya.

The timeframe spans from an hour ago to just a few minutes ago.

[Bai Zhiya]: By the way, what are your plans for tomorrow?

[Bai Zhiya]: Our schedule is a mess, and we don't want to go anywhere.

[Bai Zhiya]: [Image]

[Bai Zhiya]: Look, this is the view outside our window.

Bai Zhiya: [Sigh.jpg]

[Bai Zhiya]: You should be able to see the sea from your villa, right?