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

Wen Shu nodded and bent down to sit back in the driver's seat.

The car door closed, and the engine started.

The black Mercedes slowly drove away and disappeared around the corner.

Huang Mao stood on the steps, the cigarette in his hand burning the filter, making him shiver.

Holy crap!

He cursed, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stomped it out.

Someone leaned closer and asked, "Zhu Ang, is that the...Wen Shu you were talking about?"

The blond-haired man didn't say anything.

"He drives a Mercedes."

"Her brother-in-law's."

The blond-haired man replied in a muffled voice.

"You're just being sarcastic."

The man patted the blond-haired guy on the shoulder and teased, "Didn't you used to have a crush on her? Are you still going to pursue her?"

The blond-haired man slapped his hand away, didn't say anything, and turned to walk into the billiard hall.

The cigarette butt burned its last wisp of smoke on the ground before being quickly blown away by the wind.

When Wen Shu returned to Xingcheng, it was already evening.

Ding Heng sat on the living room sofa, with the news playing on the television.

Wen Shu walked over and tossed the car keys onto the coffee table.

"came back?"

Wenjing poked her head out from the kitchen: "Have you eaten?"

"No, sis, what delicious food did you make this time!"

Wen Shu sat down next to Ding Heng, stretched out her legs, and slumped onto the sofa.

"Your favorite beer-braised duck."

Wenjing wiped her hands and walked over, sitting down beside her: "Where have you been?"

"Back to Zhuzhou."

Wen Shu sighed softly, "I'm leaving tomorrow, so I want to go back and visit, to leave something behind as a memento."

"and then?"

"Then I discovered..."

Wen Shu turned her head and smiled helplessly at Wen Jing: "There's nothing to miss or think about."

Wenjing was stunned, and Wenshu looked away.

"sister."

"Ok?"

"you're right."

"what?"

"People should always look forward."

Wen Shu stood up and stretched.

"I'm going to take a shower. Call me when the beer duck is ready."

Footsteps echoed upstairs and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Wenjing turned to look at Ding Heng.

"What's wrong with her now?"

"Maybe... I've grown up."

Ding Heng smiled faintly.

……

The next morning, at the Capital Airport.

The group walked out of the hall, with Hua Qing at the front, wearing sunglasses and exuding a cool and aloof temperament.

Because Hua Qing was also returning to the capital, along with Bai Ma, Wen Jing, and Ding Heng, the group consisted of five people.

Little Baima was hopping and skipping around.

"Sister-in-law, is someone answering your phone?"

"Yes, my assistant has arranged a car."

Wow, sister-in-law, you have an assistant now!

Baima turned to look behind her.

Wenjing and Wenshu stood side by side, the two sisters wearing the same style of tracksuits in different colors. Wenjing wore light pink, and Wenshu wore light blue. From a distance, they looked like twins.

Ding Heng walked at the back, pushing a luggage cart with three large boxes piled inside.

Wen Shu was a little embarrassed: "Brother-in-law, let me push it myself."

"fine."

Ding Heng spoke calmly, without stopping his steps.

Hua Qing stopped at the airport exit, turned around and waved to the group: "I'll be going now, I'll contact you later."

Baima leaned closer and asked, "Sister-in-law, shall we have dinner together tonight?"

"We'll see. The dance troupe might make some arrangements."

Hua Qing bent down and got into a black minivan. The door closed, and the van slowly drove away.

Baima watched the car disappear at the end of the road, then turned to Ding Heng and said, "Brother, let's go too."

Ding Heng got into the tram left behind by Hua Qing, picked up a few girls, and arrived at the south gate of Peking University.

On registration day, the school gate was crowded with people.

"There are so many people..."

Baima pressed her face against the car window, looking out.

Ding Heng finally found a parking space. The group got out of the car and took Wen Shu's luggage out of the trunk.

Two large suitcases and one backpack.

Wen Shu was about to go and pick them up when Ding Heng had already picked up one suitcase in each hand.

"Let's go."

"Thank you, brother-in-law..."

Wen Shu looked somewhat embarrassed.

Several people lined up and walked into the school gate, proceeding along the main road.

The plane trees on both sides were tall and lush, and the new students were in twos and threes, some excited and some confused.

Baima, who couldn't sit still, kept speeding up: "Turn left ahead and the stadium is there. Let's go there to complete the formalities!"

Wen Shu asked curiously, "How did you know?"

"I did my research beforehand!"

Baima proudly raised her chin, as if she were the one who had come to enroll.

As the group turned the corner, they saw the entrance to the gymnasium, where several lines of students were being guided by volunteers to enter in batches.

Wen Shu stood in line, while the others waited on the side.

Baima stood on tiptoe and peered ahead.

"Brother, Peking University is so big!"

"Ah."

"If only I had tried harder back then..."

"It's no use no matter how hard you try."

Bai Ma choked and raised her hand to punch Ding Heng, but Ding Heng dodged it.

The team moved very quickly.

When it was Wen Shu's turn, she handed over her admission notice and ID card. The volunteer scanned the code to verify her identity and then gave her a brown paper envelope and a paper bag.

"School of Economics, dormitory is in Building 33. Here are your key and campus card. There's a T-shirt and registration guide in the paper bag. Welcome, new student."

"Thank you."

Wen Shu took the things and stepped aside.

"Building 33..."

Baima started leading the way again: "This way! It's not far from the stadium, just a few minutes' walk."

As the group walked along the road, they suddenly saw a red banner hanging at the entrance of the building that read, "Warmly welcome new students."

The dormitory supervisor and school teachers are verifying information, registering and distributing keys.

Wen Shu signed her name, and the group went upstairs.

The dormitory was on the fourth floor. Wen Shu found her room number and pushed open the door to go in.

Three beds were already made up, but one was still empty.

Wenjing put the suitcase under the empty bed and began to help Wenshu unpack.

After a long day of work, everyone reluctantly bid farewell to Wen Shu and left.

Baima was especially serious, and solemnly patted Wenshu on the shoulder: "Xiaoshu, study hard, so I'll have material to brag about in the future."