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

As the group walked out of the hotel, a Coaster bus was parked at the entrance.

Zhao Yanxi was the first to squeeze in and waved to Hua Qing: "Sister Hua Qing, let's sit together."

Hua Qing hesitated for a moment, then bent down and squeezed in, sitting down next to Zhao Yanxi.

The car door closed, and the car slowly drove onto the road.

Zhao Yanxi turned to look at Hua Qing: "Sister Hua Qing, don't be nervous, we're already acquaintances."

"Ah."

Hua Qing responded.

Zhao Yanxi took the initiative to start a conversation: "Sister Hua Qing, how did you and Brother Ding Heng start talking?"

Hua Qing was stunned.

How did the conversation begin?

She couldn't very well say, "Ding Heng is threatening me with my foot injury," could she?

So he could only vaguely say, "We... got to know each other slowly, and then we got together."

Zhao Yanxi said "Oh," and then suddenly asked, "Does Hua Yue know?"

"I haven't told her yet."

Hua Qing shook her head and then asked, "Have you been in a lot of contact with Xiao Yue lately?"

Zhao Yanxi said guiltily, "It seems... there really aren't many."

Back in Zhuzhou, the three of them would often get together to go shopping and have meals.

Later, when we went to university, we each formed new circles, and our contact gradually decreased.

Later, she and Wenjing both became Ding Heng's people. They could do some things and say some things, but it was inconvenient to bring Hua Yue along.

For example, this trip to Switzerland.

Apart from Baima, all of them are sisters from the same root.

Hua Qing noticed Zhao Yanxi's embarrassment and said softly, "It's okay, Xiaoyue has good social skills and will find new friends on her own."

"Hopefully."

Zhao Yanxi sighed softly.

……

Hua Yue squatted in the room, with several sets of cosplay outfits laid out in front of her, which she planned to take to the comic convention.

"Achoo!"

Suddenly, Hua Yue sneezed, rubbed her nose, and looked up at the air conditioner.

Twenty-six degrees, that's not low.

Who's talking about her?

Hua Yue shook her head and continued folding clothes.

The phone screen lights up; there's a new update on my WeChat Moments.

She clicked on it and saw a group photo posted by Zhao Yanxi—in the airport waiting area, several girls stood in a row, smiling brightly.

Caption: [Let's go!]

My cousin is here too?

Have they both been completely honest with each other?

Hua Yue sighed, put down her phone, unfolded the folded cosplay outfit, shook it, and folded it back up.

The room was very quiet.

The cicadas were chirping noisily outside the window.

Hua Yue suddenly felt that this summer vacation seemed a bit long...

Chapter 200: The Little Girl Who Never Grows Up

The plane landed in Zurich at 8 p.m. local time.

Wenjing leaned back in her chair, looking out the porthole, still in a daze.

Seventeen hours.

From Changsha to Shanghai, and from Shanghai to Zurich.

Two flights and one transfer, totaling nearly seventeen hours of flying time, Wenjing never imagined she could sit on a plane for so long.

"Finally landed, my back and legs are sore and numb."

Zhao Yanxi stretched out a big yawn and raised her arms above her head.

"Me too……"

Wenjing responded quietly, stretching her stiff neck.

Lin Man in the front row had already stood up and was taking something from the luggage rack.

Hua Qing also looked exhausted; fairies aren't good at long-distance flying...

Baima was the last to wake up.

The little girl was curled up in her seat, covered with a thin blanket, with only a small section of her fluffy head showing.

"Pema, we've arrived."

Ding Heng reached out and gently patted her head.

"Well……"

Pema peeked half her face out from under the thin blanket, her eyes not yet fully open, her hair a mess.

"Arrived? Where?"

"Zurich, you forgot after a good night's sleep?"

"Oh……"

Baima buried her face back into the thin blanket and mumbled indistinctly, "Just five more minutes."

Ding Heng ignored her and directly lifted the thin blanket.

Baima was forced to sit up: "Brother..."

She grumbled and complained as she hurriedly put on her coat.

After everyone disembarked from the plane, thanks to Lin Man's prior arrangements, they quickly passed through customs without inspection and boarded a Mercedes-Benz van.

The driver was a local man in his forties who spoke English with a German accent. He was quite nice and helped load all the luggage into the car.

The car drove onto the highway, and outside the window was an endless expanse of darkness.

Occasionally, a few lights would flash by in the distance, representing farmhouses scattered among the hills, lonely and quiet.

Baima leaned against the car window, feeling sleepy again, her head slowly drooping down.

Wenjing sat to the side and quickly reached out to gently support Baima's head, letting her lean on her shoulder.

Twenty minutes later, the car entered the city of Zurich.

The city lights began to come on, and the Limmat River flowed quietly in the night, its banks outlined by the lights, ancient and elegant.

Zhao Yanxi and Baima leaned against the car windows on either side, sighing repeatedly.

The car eventually stopped in front of an old building.

The doorman opened the car door, and everyone got out one after another.

Zhao Yanxi looked up at the hotel entrance and read out the tongue-twisting name.

“Baur au Lac…”

She turned to look at Lin Man: "Sister Man, did you book the hotel?"

"Ah."

Lin Man introduced: "One of the best hotels in Zurich, with a history of more than 200 years, where Wagner and Tchaikovsky have stayed."

Zhao Yanxi blinked: "Tchaikovsky? The one who wrote Swan Lake?"

"Correct."

Lin Man joked, "Sister Qing should know more about this, right?"

Hua Qing smiled awkwardly; she really wasn't as knowledgeable in this area as Lin Man...

Upon entering the hotel, everyone sat down in the lobby.

Lin Man walked to the front desk and communicated with the staff in English.

Baima finally came to her senses completely, tiptoed over the counter, and curiously watched Lin Man complete the formalities.

A few minutes later, Lin Man returned with several room keys, her expression subtle.

"Um... I have something to tell everyone."

All eyes turned to her.

"The deluxe suites need to be booked well in advance. When I tried to book, they were all booked, so I can only stay in the regular suites for the next two days."

Lin Man waved the room key in her hand: "Two people per room, we'll make do for two nights, and then we'll move to Lucerne the day after tomorrow for a better place."

Hua Qing was speechless for a moment...

Was it because Ding Heng raised their threshold too high?

Are the world's top hotel suites only suitable for a two-night "make do" stay?

Lin Man continued, "Then let's divide the rooms? There are six people in total, three rooms. Bai Ma and I will share one, Yan hope, you and Wen Jing will share one, and Sister Qing, you and the boss will share one..."

"Wait, wait, wait."

Zhao Yanxi interrupted her, her expression playful: "Sister Man, you've already made all the arrangements? Didn't you even ask for everyone's opinions?"