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

Feng Leyi raised her eyes and glanced at Hua Qing again.

"Really? Or not?"

Su Zhiyi exclaimed "Wow!" and rested her chin on her hand, her tone a mixture of envy and amusement.

“It’s so nice to have a generous boyfriend… My ex-boyfriend said his family’s assets were A8.5, but he was so hesitant to send me a 520 yuan red envelope for my birthday, saying things like ‘the thought is enough.’ I was so angry that I didn’t talk to him for three days.”

"You're actually doing alright."

Fan Chenxi chimed in, "Last time it was my birthday, a suitor gave me a package, but the greeting card I was supposed to give to someone else was still inside. It was all secondhand and I hadn't given it away yet."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The group burst into laughter.

Hua Qing smiled along, but still didn't say much.

After Su Zhiyi finished laughing, she turned to Hua Qing and said, "But seriously, your boyfriend treats you so well, why doesn't he come to the capital to see you?"

Hua Qing was taken aback and didn't know how to answer.

Fan Chenxi tried to smooth things over, saying, "It's a long-distance relationship, so it's inconvenient."

"Even if it's inconvenient, you should come at least once every month and a half, right?"

Su Zhiyi put down her chopsticks and said seriously, "Hua Qing, don't think I'm being blunt, but when it comes to men, if they only give you money but not companionship, they're just keeping you as a caged bird."

There was a moment of silence on the table.

Feng Leyi put down her teacup: "Zhiyi, say less."

"I'm telling the truth."

Su Zhiyi was unconvinced and was about to continue to express her views on love when Feng Leyi spoke first.

"Hua Qing, don't listen to her nonsense. She's just a sophomore, a little kid who hasn't figured things out yet."

Feng Leyi began to tell a story.

“I have a cousin who dated a boyfriend a few years ago. He was also a rich man and spent a lot of money on her. They were about to get married and their parents had already met.”

Thinking it was a safe bet, she began to demand that the other party be available at any time and provide emotional support.

And what happened? The guy simply dumped her and found someone three years younger than her.

Su Zhiyi was speechless.

Feng Leyi said earnestly, "So, sometimes you have to think from a man's perspective. He spends money on you, which, to put it bluntly, is spending money to buy emotional value. If you expect him to be at your beck and call, aren't you just asking for trouble?"

Hua Qing began to ponder upon hearing this.

Emotional value...

Thinking about it carefully, Ding Heng hadn't come to see her for a month and a half, but she hadn't taken the initiative to go to Ding Heng either.

Sometimes she couldn't sleep because she missed Ding Heng so much, she dreamed about him, and even had the urge to buy a plane ticket back to Xingcheng the next day.

But every time I wake up and get back into training, I put those thoughts out of my mind.

Now, after being enlightened by Feng Leyi, I suddenly realize that I have a lot of problems.

Ding Heng spent so much money on her, yet she completely failed to provide the emotional support a girlfriend should offer.

But then she thought about it again: Ding Heng had Zhao Yanxi, Wen Jing, and Lin Man by his side.

Do we really need her to provide emotional support?

Hua Qing became increasingly conflicted and agitated as she thought about it, and her lower abdomen began to ache again.

She stood up instinctively: "I'm going to the restroom."

Fan Chenxi quickly asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"fine."

Hua Qing quickly walked out of the private room and went down the corridor.

The restroom is at the end of the corridor, just around the corner.

Instead of rushing into the women's restroom, she went to the sink, turned on the tap, and splashed cold water on her face.

The coolness seeped into my skin, making my mind clearer.

She looked up at herself in the mirror.

His face was still pale, and his lips were almost bloodless.

She patted her face, then looked down and rummaged through her bag—it was empty.

I was in such a hurry when I got off the bus that I left my sanitary napkin on the bus.

Hua Qing stood frozen in front of the sink, feeling even more agitated, so she turned around, went out, and returned to her car.

As soon as she opened the car door and settled in, a large hand reached out from behind the driver's seat and gently covered her eyes.

Hua Qing was startled and was about to struggle when she heard a gentle breeze blowing past her ear.

"Senior, did you miss me?"

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Hua Qing stood frozen in the driver's seat, a warm, large hand still covering her eyes.

"you……"

Her voice was weak, and her mind was a complete mess.

How did Ding Heng come to be?

They were video chatting just four hours ago?

Even if you hang up the phone and leave immediately to catch the next flight, land, exit the station, and take a taxi...

"My girlfriend isn't feeling well, so of course I have to come and see her."

Ding Heng released her hand, and Hua Qing looked at the familiar face in the rearview mirror.

The man was dressed simply, his hairstyle was much neater than the last time we met, and his chin was clean-shaven.

He leaned back in his chair, looking relaxed, as if he were just going downstairs to pick up a package, rather than suddenly appearing in her car after traveling over a thousand kilometers.

"Wait for me..."

Hua Qing took a deep breath, pushed open the car door, and felt her thighs go weak as her feet touched the ground.

My heart was pounding!

She walked briskly toward the restaurant entrance, but stopped halfway there, looked back, and made sure she wasn't hallucinating.

Ding Heng had already moved to the driver's seat and waved to her.

Hua Qing turned around and quickened her pace.

After returning to the restroom for a quick and easy rest, she went to the mirror and took three deep breaths.

He ran his fingers through his hair, wiped away the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door to go out.

At the corner of the corridor, Fan Chenxi was leaning against the wall waiting for her, holding a takeout cup of plum juice.

"Hua Qing, are you alright? You've been gone for so long."

"It's alright, let's go..."

The group chatted and laughed as they walked out.

Hua Qing lagged behind, walking slower than usual.

After leaving the restaurant, everyone's eyes turned to Hua Qing's car, where half of her body was leaning out of the driver's side window.

Ding Heng nodded to them with a polite smile.

"Hello, I am Hua Qing's boyfriend, Ding Heng."

Fan Chenxi paused for a second, then turned to look at Hua Qing with a playful smile.

"Oh... no wonder Hua Qing took so long."

Feng Leyi pushed up her glasses, her expression not changing much, and casually made a joke.

Su Zhiyi, however, took a few extra glances at Ding Heng, her envy and jealousy barely concealed.

"Hua Qing, your boyfriend is really handsome."

"fine……"

Hua Qing was completely unskilled at handling such situations and stammered in response.

Fan Chenxi had already moved closer to the car window, smiling and greeting Ding Heng.

"We meet again! Hua Qing has been mentioning you a lot lately!"

What did she mention about me?

"Just mention how good you are to her."

"Really... Thank you for taking care of Hua Qing for me."

Ding Heng said sincerely, "Come to Xingcheng when you have time, I'll treat you to a meal."

"Okay, it's a deal."

Fan Chenxi responded with a smile, then turned and took Feng Leyi's arm.

The three of them took a few steps, then turned back and winked at Hua Qing.

Hua Qing pretended not to see, opened the passenger door, got in, and urged, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Ding Heng started the car and slowly drove it out of the parking space.

In the rearview mirror, Fan Chenxi was still standing there waving at them.

As the car turned the corner, the gazes and noise were left behind.

The carriage fell silent. Hua Qing leaned back in her seat, staring blankly ahead, her mind still a jumble of thoughts.

She wanted to ask, but didn't know where to begin, and hesitated several times before finally speaking.