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

After saying this, the little girl's clear eyes were filled with melancholy.

Ding Heng sighed, "Then you..."

"Maybe I'm just being dramatic."

Baima interrupted Ding Heng, laughing self-deprecatingly, "Seeing the snow-capped mountains suddenly makes me homesick. I didn't even go home for the New Year, and now I'm acting all sentimental."

Ding Heng reached out and gently rubbed her head: "Don't keep it to yourself, tell your brother."

Baima remained silent for a few seconds, then braced himself against the edge of the chair with both hands and looked up at the sky.

"Brother, I have something to tell you, but please don't laugh at me."

"Don't laugh."

"When I was a child, my teacher told us that Tibet is the highest place in the world, and Mount Everest is the roof of the world. I was so proud back then, thinking that we Tibetans lived in the highest place in the world, which was amazing. When I went home and showed it off to my mom, guess what she said?"

"say what?"

She said... "What's so good about it? It's a place cursed by heaven."

Baima imitated her mother's Tibetan-accented Mandarin with remarkable skill.

"I didn't understand at the time, and I thought my mom was such a spoilsport. Now, looking at this and thinking about my hometown, I understand."

She then pointed to the distant snow-capped mountains: "Look at the foot of these snow-capped mountains, the grass is green, the sky is blue, and the wind feels soft when it blows. The houses are built halfway up the mountain, and when you open the window, you see a beautiful view, just like a painting."

What about where we are?

At the foot of the snow-capped mountain was a rocky wasteland, where the wind would blow sand everywhere. Grass grew poorly, sparse and weak, and even the cattle were hungry. Building a house was incredibly difficult; bricks had to be carried up the mountain.

Her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke.

"They say that bad people come from poor and remote areas... If the environment were better and more comfortable, maybe my parents would..."

Finally, Baima came to a complete stop.

Ding Heng didn't respond, waiting for her to continue.

Baima lowered her head: "Brother, am I being too dramatic?"

"Pema".

Ding Heng called her name, his tone calm: "Are you homesick?"

Baima's shoulders trembled slightly, and finally he squeezed out a single word from his throat.

"Ah."

"Then why not go back and take a look?"

"Don't dare."

Why wouldn't you dare?

Bai Ma didn't answer, but suddenly lunged forward and buried her head in Ding Heng's arms.

"Brother."

Baima said in a muffled voice, "Next time I go back... can you come with me?"

Ding Heng said frankly, "What's the big deal? I can do it anytime."

Baima didn't speak, burying her face even deeper.

After a long while, she added a sentence in a muffled voice.

"Brother, you are so kind."

The yacht continued forward.

A gentle lake breeze stirred, ruffling the stray hairs at the girl's temples.

Chapter 203: Night of Photography & Cosplay

The yacht slowly docked, and the captain and crew lined up to see it off.

After everyone disembarked, another black Mercedes-Benz van was waiting at the dock.

Guide Zhou communicated skillfully with the driver, then turned around and beckoned everyone to get on the bus.

"Next, we will take you to Mount Rigi. We have arranged a private cable car for you to enjoy the beautiful scenery."

As the car wound its way up the mountain road, Lake Lucerne outside the window gradually shrank into a sapphire embedded in the valley.

"arrive."

As soon as Guide Zhou finished speaking, the car came to a stop in front of a wooden building.

The private cable car station is small, constructed entirely of dark wood, and blends seamlessly into the surrounding mountains and forests.

Staff were already waiting. After verifying the reservation information, they guided everyone into the elevator car.

The cable car slowly ascended and finally stopped near the summit.

Stepping out of the sedan chair, a bright and open view suddenly appeared before me.

At the foot of the mountain lies a lake, and in the distance stretches the endless snow-capped peaks of the Alps.

The sky was a pale blue, with a few wisps of clouds hanging halfway up the mountain, like thin veils blown away by the wind.

"This way, please."

Guide Zhou led the group to a private viewing platform.

The viewing platform is built at the most prominent point of the mountain ridge, with three sides suspended in the air and a bottomless abyss below.

The railing is made of transparent glass, and when you stand on the edge and look down, your heart will involuntarily tighten.

Zhao Yanxi was brave; she was the first to walk over, gripped the railing tightly, and looked down.

"Wow……!"

She let out a long exclamation and turned to wave to the crowd: "Come quick! The view here is amazing!"

Wenjing carefully moved over, only daring to stand half a meter away from the railing, peeking down for a quick glance before quickly retreating.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Zhao Yanxi grabbed Wenjing's wrist and pulled her to the railing.

"Look, look, isn't that where we just got on the boat?"

The two started chatting away, while Hua Qing and Lin Man stood a little further away, raising their phones to take pictures of the distant snow-capped peaks.

Ding Heng leaned over and helped them adjust the composition.

Only Baima leaned against a pillar in the corner of the viewing platform, gazing into the distance with a blank expression.

Dinner was booked at a cliffside restaurant.

Everyone was seated by the window, with an excellent view.

Baima remained mostly silent throughout, only occasionally taking a bite or two.

Ding Heng noticed the girl's unusual behavior from beginning to end, but didn't ask any questions.

After the meal, everyone took the hotel shuttle bus to the villa area.

The villa is built halfway up the mountain, with its own entrance and courtyard, facing Lake Lucerne.

Pushing open the wooden door, you are greeted by a spacious courtyard with unidentified flowers and plants planted on both sides of the stone path.

Zhao Yanxi was the first to rush in, walked around the courtyard, and then pushed open the villa gate.

The living room is large with a high ceiling and floor-to-ceiling windows covering the entire wall, facing Lake Lucerne.

"This living room is nice!"

Zhao Yanxi jumped up and down on the sofa twice, then ran to the French windows.

Outside is a huge terrace with an infinity pool in the center.

The pool water merges with Lake Lucerne in the distance, making it seem as if the end of the pool is the lake.

"The swimming pool!"

Zhao Yanxi excitedly shouted, "Shall we all swim together for a while?"

Wenjing followed behind her, muttering under her breath, "It's almost dark, why are you swimming..."

"It's only atmospheric when it's dark!"

Zhao Yanxi, with a self-righteous air, grabbed Wenjing and ran into the house: "Come on, let's go change into our swimsuits first!"

Lin Man and Hua Qing also started packing their luggage, preparing to join Zhao Yanxi in the fun.

Only Baima remained standing alone on the terrace, looking rather uninterested.

"Pema".

Ding Heng called out softly.

Baima turned around.

"Aren't you going to change into your swimsuit and go swimming?"

"I don't want to swim."

Baima shook her head: "I'm a little tired, I want to go back to my room to rest first."

Ding Heng glanced at her but didn't ask any further questions.

"Okay, call me if you need anything."

"Ah."

Baima turned and walked into the villa, went up the stairs to the second floor, and opened her room door.

She didn't turn on the light, but went to the window, curled up with her knees drawn up, and quietly gazed at the distant lake.

My phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and saw that it was a message from Qu Zhen.

[Mom]: Did you have a good time in Switzerland?

[Bai Ma]: Not bad.