What will happen?
Ji Yuanzhi leaned back and looked up at the ceiling, as if thinking seriously about his question. He said, "You have to see it with your own eyes to understand it."
Wen Shi's smile remained unchanged, which meant he agreed to help.
"There's one more thing I'd like to hear your advice on." Wen Shi explained how he had traded the King Card Box for a bunch of items in the dungeon. "The total value is about 20,000 points, but they're just some ordinary, random items."
These things are not easy to sell in the game store.
"Black market." Ji Yuanzhi was very experienced. "But the price will be lowered to some extent."
Wen Shi just wanted to make a move as soon as possible, "It doesn't matter."
Ji Yuanzhi waved to the front desk and made a phone call gesture. The front desk immediately contacted the hotel manager, and three minutes later he came over.
"Help him deal with some things." Ji Yuanzhi said.
The hotel manager smiled and gave his player number, and Wen Shi handed over all the things.
System prompts rang out one after another, and the hotel manager's smile became stiff. If he remembered correctly, the other party had only logged into a few dungeons, so how could he get so many little things?
"I will sign the deed now and transfer the points to you within two days."
Wen Shi waved his hand: "No need."
A big guild would not embezzle such a small amount of points, not to mention that he was the one who asked someone to help him this time.
Including these points, he had a surplus of almost 50,000, which was more than enough to activate the new functions of his home.
"When is the cocktail party?" Wen Shi looked at Ji Yuanzhi.
"Saturday night at nine o'clock, on a cruise ship." Seeing Wen Shi's subtle expression, Ji Yuanzhi smiled and said, "It seems that everyone likes cruise ships more than hotels now."
Of course, for players like them, they still prefer open land.
"But it's too troublesome to get an invitation separately. You can just come in with me."
Anyone interested can find out that the invitation letter is related to him.
Wen Shi thought about it and didn't refuse. "Then let's meet at 7pm at the same place we met last time."
"OK."
The hotel had already sent a "Virtual World Guide" to the newcomer, so Wen Shi didn't worry about it anymore. After returning to the guest room, he asked Song Yan to try to buy a pass. As expected, an X appeared on the mirror, indicating that he couldn't buy it.
"I'm going to be gone for the day after that, so you stay here."
There's no safer place in the virtual world than this hotel.
It had not been seven days since the last afternoon tea time, and Wen Shi decided to unlock the new function first, just in case.
"Do you want to spend 10,000 points to activate the second function of [My Home]?"
"yes."
The game is unlocked as quickly as points are deducted, almost instantly.
Without caring about the damage, Wen Shi quickly clicked into the property panel to check.
[Come to my house: Also known as luring monsters in to kill them, this is a special function that can only be used once in a single instance.
Instructions for use: Friendly guestship requires the consent of both parties. When inviting, please politely ask for the other party's opinion first. The invitation will only be successful if the guest says "yes" in person.
Note that special NPCs cannot be pulled in, and NPCs above the level of evil objects cannot be pulled in for the time being. ]
"…" They're trying to trick us into coming here and kill us, so why should we be polite?
However, after reading the instructions, Wen Shi still felt relieved: "This is a big step towards becoming a "Three Good Families".
From now on, a sandbag will be thrown into each copy for family members to vent their anger, so that the Crazy Earl will not be beaten and bloodied every time, which is conducive to the unity and harmony of the big family.
After solving a major issue, Wen Shi began to think about how to contact Yu Xingzhou to negotiate terms so as to exchange for a medium as soon as possible.
He was still thinking about it while eating dinner that night, until the doorbell suddenly rang. Wen Shi looked through the peephole and saw the hotel manager standing outside. Wen Shi thought it was the props sold on his behalf that had received feedback, so he opened the door directly.
Seeing that the other person had messy hair and a big shrimp in his mouth, and looked unkempt from head to toe, the manager's eyelids jumped and he handed over a gift box.
Wen Shi found a piece of paper to wipe his hands, and then took the gift box. Inside was a jade-carved leopard statue, which looked very heavy.
"This is..."
The clouded leopard is in a crawling posture, looking fierce and powerful, but the dense rose spots on its body reveal a hint of evil.
This kind of weirdness is the feedback brought by the player's sixth sense. Ordinary people can't see anything unusual, they just feel it is awe-inspiring.
The hotel manager explained: "The president asked me to deliver it."
Wen Shi closed the lid again, and the communicator rang, with Yu Xingzhou's voice coming from the other end.
"Did you receive the item?"
Wen Shi boldly guessed: "Is this leopard a medium?"
"Right." Since dungeons don't produce philanthropists, Yu Xingzhou pointed out what Wen Shi needed to do. "I need to sort out some family matters soon. If my brother goes to a dungeon one day, I need you or the newcomer to take him in twice. We'll discuss the details then."
The members of the Second Ring were all elite players, and the dungeons they encountered were always difficult, making them unsuitable for guiding newcomers. Yu Xingzhou certainly wouldn't entrust his family to a faction he wasn't familiar with.
Although Wen Shi is unconventional, according to Yu Xingzhou's observation, the chances of surviving a dungeon with him will be higher. The only drawback is that the difficulty of Wen Shi's experiences so far has not been low.
Another option was to wait for Song Yan to hone his skills and then have him lead the team. Song Yan had a deep admiration for Wen Shi, and he would definitely do his best to complete anything Wen Shi asked him to do. Furthermore, since they were both newcomers, teaming up with Song Yan to complete the dungeon would make the difficulty level manageable.
Wen Shi had not expected this exchange condition, but it was also reasonable. He couldn't help but sigh that every family has its own problems.
For a moment, he was quite envious of Li Nan's life.
"Okay." Wen Shi said first, "But I can't guarantee your life."
Yu Xingzhou didn't force any demands on this point. After a brief silence, a soft sigh came from the other end of the phone. Even across the space, one could sense the helplessness in the voice: "Just do your best."
In just four words, I couldn't tell whether he was speaking to Wen Shi or reminding himself.
After ending the call, Wen Shi began to study the leopard in his hand.
Yu Xingzhou must have more than one medium in his hands, and it must have taken some thought to send this one specially.
Pei Hongxin was a businessman who believed in feng shui when seeking wealth, so the golden leopard should be just what he wanted. However, this item couldn't be given by him or Ji Yuanzhi. Given Pei Hongxin's suspicious nature, he'd rather smash it than display it in his room.
Wen Shi laughed: "After going around in circles, I still have to ask Ji Yuanzhi for help."
The sponsor will definitely be able to help him find a suitable person to give the gift to.
After resting in the hotel for more than a day, Wen Shi contacted Ji Yuanzhi again to resolve the issue of the golden leopard, and soon it was Saturday afternoon.
He took the pass and stood in front of the mirror for a moment before leaving. The face in the mirror had lost its childishness of his youth, but the changes in his facial features were not that big.
Song Yan's transformed body state will not be lifted until tonight. Wen Shi slowly forced a smile at the dirty mirror.
"Not much has changed." He said to himself.
A face like this should be easy to recognize even after many years.
The mirror was shaking with his laughter. Before it could say anything, Wen Shi had turned into a mottled block of color and disappeared from where it was.
…
It is cloudy and gray in Tianhai City today.
By seven o'clock, the sun had already set, its last rays casting a shadow over the weeds. The interplay of light and shadow between the trees and the weeds created a dramatic illusion. Wen Shi plummeted from a height of over a meter, his tailbone aching. He was once again transported to the dog hole behind the wall.
There was no need to think, Ji Yuanzhi must have arrived before him.
Wen Shi climbed the wall out of habit. Just as he reached the top, he was surprised to find a ladder on the other side. He came down and said, "Thank you."
Ji Yuanzhi was still sitting in his extended luxury car, but this time he only brought two bodyguards with him, one of whom came over and put away the ladder.
Ji Yuanzhi was not dressed casually as usual today. He was wearing a suit and tie and behaved in a refined manner.
The car door opened, and he looked at Wen Shi and said, "I have already arranged the gift. A friend in the business world will give it to me."
After saying that, he handed over two boxes, which contained formal wear and shoes respectively. You could tell from the outer packaging that they were high-end custom-made items.
Wen Shi didn't like suits very much, as they made him feel restrained, but it would be a special occasion later, and he wouldn't try to be different at this critical juncture.
"Forgive me for being a gigolo."
Wen Shi did not refuse the suit, but he did not have any extra time to prepare it.
This place is not far from the house where we live. Wen Shi went back to change clothes first.
The pure black three-piece suit fits him perfectly, which shows that Ji Yuanzhi paid attention to every detail when investigating the information in the early stage.
When Wen Shi came down from the old building again, he exuded an elegant and sophisticated charm from the inside out. Even his leather shoes could not hide the lightness of his steps, as if he were a nimble cat.
Ji Yuanzhi, who was sitting in the luxury car, raised one eyebrow, and an image popped up in his mind: cat-suit thug.
The car drove all the way to the port. The thirteen-story cruise ship was said to be able to accommodate up to four thousand people.
"No matter how many people come today, Pei Hongxin will be too busy to care about anything else after seeing you." Ji Yuanzhi asked half-jokingly, "Do you want me to take a picture of his expression for you?"
"No," Wen Shi loosened his tie, already imagining the scene, "probably looking like he'd seen a ghost."
He pronounced the word "ghost" with particular emphasis.
The bodyguard turned the car into a nearby special parking lot. After Wen Shi got out of the car, he glanced around and saw all kinds of luxury cars shining brightly under the lights. At first glance, their brilliance almost surpassed the stars in the sky.
There are special security guards maintaining order on the shore, and patrols can be seen in the distance. This kind of luxurious cocktail party has always been about privacy.
Wen Shi followed Ji Yuanzhi, enjoying smooth sailing. As a child, before Pei Hongxin went bankrupt, he had experienced this extravagant world of fame and fortune twice, but now he had little memory of it. Just like the years immediately following his disappearance, when his photo was repeatedly published in newspapers, no one had even remembered it.
"Zi Chen."
A man ran over from behind and hooked his arm around Ji Yuanzhi's shoulder, "Long time no see."
Wen Shi quickly realized that the names players used in the virtual world and in reality were basically different.
The young man glanced at Wen Shi and asked Ji Yuanzhi, "Your friend?"
Ji Yuanzhi nodded and chatted for a few words as he walked into the cruise ship.
Wen Shi listened to their conversation and knew that the highlight of the night was that Pei Hongxin would auction a bottle of very rare wine, and the proceeds from the auction would be donated to charity.
The young man was talking to Ji Yuanzhi, but his eyes were always on Wen Shi. He felt that with his temperament and appearance, he would have no problem becoming a star.
"By the way, why didn't you come with your uncle?" the young man asked Ji Yuanzhi. "When I was talking to my parents earlier, they happened to run into my uncle."
Ji Yuanzhi smiled and asked, "Aren't you leaving with your family too?"
The young man rubbed his nose. He had played crazy last night and just woke up.
There is a restaurant on the deck, which also offers the best view. The young man, who was already reeking of alcohol before the cocktail party started, subconsciously straightened his clothes.
"Uncle's aura is still as strong as ever." He sighed.
Ji Yuanzhi's father's gaze just happened to sweep over there. The young man's parents were also there, so it was only right that he should go and say hello.
Wen Shi had once seen Ji Yuanzhi's father in a mirage, and to this day he didn't know whether it was an illusion or reality. Wen Shi looked at Ji Yuanzhi, who understood his question and whispered, "I asked him once, tentatively, and my father just said he had a strange dream, but he couldn't remember the details."
Wen Shi pursed his lips. If it was true, then Ji Yuanzhi's father must have been mentally strong enough at that time. In the hearse heading towards the death gate, he was the calmest person after A Sang.
Ji Yuanzhi explained in advance: "My father is a serious person. He usually has a cold face towards everyone. No matter what his attitude is later, don't worry about it."
Wen Shi nodded.
The three of them walked over, the young man greeted politely, and Wen Shi also said hello.
The older man nodded and his eyes fell on Wen Shi.
Ji Yuanzhi's recent private investigation hadn't been hidden from him, and since his son was investigating someone for no apparent reason, the man took notice. The person Ji Yuanzhi had sent to gather intelligence had been working specifically for the family for years, and the man quickly gathered all the information on Wen Shi after asking around.
Comparing the background he had investigated with that of the young man, and then looking at the young man standing quietly beside his son, the older man pushed his glasses down and thought expressionlessly: Oh, he's so pitiful.
Chapter 103 The Real World
On the magnificent cruise ship, Wen Shi's mind was originally searching for Pei Hongxin and his wife. Sensing something was amiss, he covered his mouth and coughed lightly, quickly asking, "Uncle, why are you looking at me like that?"
Ji Yuanzhi could probably guess the reason, but he didn't say it. He just said, "I'm old, and my presbyopia makes me see everyone like this."
In fact, Ji's father is not very old, and he and his son look very similar, except that Ji Yuanzhi's father is a little colder and harder.
Before Ji Yuanzhi could even talk to his family, the young man's parents smiled and looked behind him: "Pei Hongxin is here."
Wen Shi's eyes darkened, and he looked towards the place where the crowd was the most turbulent.
Pei Hongxin has a good reputation in the business world and is well-liked by others. He always attracts attention whenever he appears. Like Ji Yuanzhi, he always has bodyguards with him no matter where he appears.
Wei Yue wore a black retro long dress today, holding Pei Hongxin's arm all the way. She didn't wear too many accessories, except for a pair of jade earrings and a red Nanhong bracelet on her left hand.
As soon as the two appeared, they became the focus of everyone's attention, and many people came over to say hello.
As a bystander, Wen Shi lowered his eyes and smiled silently. Legend has it that the Nanhong bracelet can bring wealth and fortune, so the jade-carved leopard would probably suit their tastes as well.
Ji Yuanzhi: "Do you want to show up now?"
Wen Shi nodded and was about to walk over when a hand stopped him.
"What's the rush?" Father Ji said, "The chef we hired today is very skilled. The wind is strong on deck, so why not go inside and eat for a while."
Because he took the initiative to talk to Wen Shi and his tone was not very harsh, the people around him couldn't help but look at Wen Shi a little more.
Although he was not sure of the other party's intentions, Wen Shi still chose to follow their advice and go inside the cruise ship.
Pei Hongxin, who was talking to someone in front, only saw a tall black figure passing through the crowd. He suddenly felt a strange yet familiar feeling. However, when he wanted to take a closer look, the figure had disappeared.
The cocktail party is mainly about wine. Many decorations tonight use upside-down cups as works of art. Waiters walk back and forth, and different wine glasses are placed on trays for guests to use.
Wen Shi casually picked up a glass of champagne and ate it with strawberries.
When Pei Hongxin came in, he stood behind a champagne tower.
Putting aside the moral perspective, Pei Hongxin is now middle-aged, and his temperament is just the right combination of domineering and elegant. After a simple social interaction outside, he walked into the yacht with a smile on his face.
Walking all the way to the makeshift platform, Pei Hongxin raised his glass and said a few polite words: "Thank you all for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come here for a gathering."
Wen Shi didn't listen carefully to the rest of the conversation. When he had almost finished showing off half a plate of strawberries, several people pushed a small cart and solemnly transported something to the stage.
Although it was covered with a cloth, everyone knew that there was a bottle of wine underneath, which was also the only item to be auctioned tonight.
It was the first time that Wen Shi saw a wine bottle inlaid with diamonds and gold-plated. The moment the black cloth was lifted, he was almost dazzled by the single-cut diamonds on it.
Pei Hongxin focused on introducing the bottle of wine, calling it the world's most perfect natural brandy. As he held up the bottle to show it, Ji's father, who had just entered, winked at Wen Shi. Wen Shi understood and flicked his wrist, causing the fruit plate next to him to fall to the ground.
The crisp sound of the plate hitting the ground attracted countless attention, and Pei Hongxin on the stage also looked over. Under the bright lights, the young man's smiling face overlapped with a face in his memory.
The smile on Pei Hongxin's face suddenly froze.
Beside him, Wei Yue's breathing became rapid, and her nails almost dug into her husband's flesh through his suit.
So similar.
This is a face that is almost proportionally larger than that child!
Wen Shiyaoyao raised a glass of champagne towards the couple. Others thought he was apologizing for accidentally knocking over the fruit plate, but Pei Hongxin on the stage could hear his heartbeat as violent as a drum.
A person who had kept him awake and awake for years, and whose subconscious kept telling him that he was dead, was now standing before him alive. Wen Shi happened to be under a bright light, and the warm and vivid orange color shone down on him was very much like the flames of a fire.
Pei Hongxin was so surprised that he was stunned for a few seconds. The wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and the noise it made on the wooden stage was much louder than the fruit plate just now.
No matter how expensive the diamond was, it could not prevent the bottle from shattering, and the brandy that he had just praised so highly spilled all over the floor.
"husband..."
"Shut up." Pei Pei Hongxin tried hard to suppress the trembling in his voice. He controlled his expression and tried to smooth things over, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you all. Not long ago, I was almost injured by a stray bullet while inspecting a project abroad. Now, when I hear sudden noises like this, I tend to overreact."
A business partner who had a good relationship with him joked a few words, and the waiter came over in time to clean the table, and the episode was about to be over.
However, there are always some shrewd people, especially some older people, who feel like they have seen Wen somewhere after looking at him for a few more seconds.
Wen Shi put down his wine glass and sighed to himself, "Ji Yuanzhi's father had chosen the right moment to not only ruin Pei Hongxin's bottle of wine but also embarrass him in front of everyone." With all the guests gathered tonight, it's possible someone might connect him to the newspaper photo and the accident from years ago. Pei Hongxin would be left with a restless sleep.
In the second half of the cocktail party, Pei Hongxin completely forgot his original purpose and forced himself not to look at Wen Shi to avoid attracting excessive attention.
He now hoped that the other party would come over and say a few words, at least giving him a chance to test the waters.
However, Wen Shi did not do as he wished. Apart from occasionally hanging around Pei Hongxin to create mental panic, he did not make any unnecessary movements.
The cocktail party lasted until midnight, and Wen Shi left half an hour early.
As the organizer, Pei Hongxin stayed until the last moment. Many drunk guests stayed in the cabins on the cruise ship tonight. Wei Yue pulled him to the bow in time, and it seemed that his heartbeat had not yet recovered.
"Hurry up and get someone to check the identity of that young man. I'm going to check the surveillance footage now to see who he came with."
Pei Hongxin waved his hand: "These are not the main points. If it really is that child, he would definitely come prepared."
Wei Yue frowned: "You mean..."
"Anyway, we were already planning to move overseas. Once our nationality change application was approved, it would be difficult to trace us back once we were gone."
Wei Yue somewhat disagreed. According to the original plan, they had to stay for at least another one or two years to gradually expand overseas markets. If they withdrew hastily, they would lose a lot of profits.
"There is absolutely no evidence that this incident has anything to do with us, and there is no way he would know..."
Pei Hongxin held onto the railing and interrupted her for the second time: "Don't be optimistic."
The money they earned would be more than they could spend in their lifetime, and the domestic market was almost saturated. Pei Hongxin didn't want to live in fear while guarding a mountain of gold.
Wei Yue wanted to say something else, but Pei Hongxin glanced at her, and Wei Yue pursed her lips. Soon, footsteps were heard from behind, and a man with a flattering smile approached.
"Mr. Pei." He handed over a box. "This small gift is my humble token of my gratitude for your support of our company over the years."
Pei Hongxin's company purchased many of its equipment from the visitor. When he took the box and opened it, a lifelike leopard appeared before his eyes.
"I had it specially blessed by a master and kept in the temple for a while." The visitor smiled and said, "It protects wealth and safety."
What happened tonight was too sinister. The last sentence just hit Pei Hongxin's heart. He didn't think much about it and accepted the gift box: "You are so thoughtful."
…
The moonlight is particularly gentle.
Wen Shi was originally planning to return to the virtual world directly, but was invited by Ji Yuanzhi's father to visit.
There are many hotels owned by his family in Tianhai City. Wen Shi had only eaten some fruit at the previous cocktail party, and now he needed a midnight snack to sustain his life.
Father Ji didn't say much, but it wasn't a dull moment. He didn't say a word until Wen Shi finished his meal, saying, "Sometimes a lack of evidence can ruin a person's reputation, but sometimes sufficient evidence can only put him in jail for a few years."
Wen Shi nodded: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
He understood what the other party meant. Even if everything went smoothly, the final outcome would be that Pei Hongxin would spend a few years in jail.
Father Ji nodded. "I'm glad you understand. For a savvy entrepreneur, bankruptcy doesn't mean the end."
Father Ji had a meeting tomorrow and was about to return to the neighboring city. Before leaving, he stopped the two men from seeing him off and reminded Wen Shi, "Save the weak spot for the one closest to you."
If there is someone who can really put Pei Hongxin to death, it must be Wei Yue, not Wen Shi.
The driver drove Ji's father away. Ji Yuanzhi took a sip of tea and said, "He might have drunk too much today and is a bit long-winded. Don't mind."
Wen Shi shook his head: "I am very grateful to my uncle."
If there are no games, no matter how you deal with it, it will easily become a thorn in your heart.
Ji Yuanzhi said calmly, "Once Pei Hongxin enters the dungeon, it will be easy to do whatever you want. As long as you pay the points, someone will help you torture him to death."
Wen Shi stared at the ripples in the teacup: "That's it."
However, those people who could be hired with points were almost the same group of people who he had tortured to get information from during the first dungeon. Dealing with them made Wen feel nauseous and prone to getting into trouble.
Assuming Pei Hongxin died randomly due to a rule, he would feel that it was too easy for the other party, and he would inevitably feel depressed.
As if sensing a hint of annoyance between Wen Shi's brows, Ji Yuanzhi suddenly asked, "Do you remember how we got to the "Crazy Love Season" instance?"
Wen Shi raised his eyes and said, "Buy a theme with a ghost marriage scene."
Ji Yuanzhi: "With Pei Hongxin's abilities, his chances of surviving the first time he plays the game are very high. After that, you only need to purchase a copy with a ghost story scene as his grave."
Wen Shi didn't know much about this area and asked for advice humbly.
Ji Yuanzhi smiled and said, "This is the type of dungeon players fear the most. Legend has it that once you die in a ghost story dungeon, your soul will be imprisoned."
When Wen Shi heard this, he remembered the four people holding candles in the mirror room. The dead players seemed to be trapped in the mirror forever.
"Not a bad idea." He smiled again. After all, it wasn't difficult to trick people into forming a team to enter the dungeon.
Wen Shi: "Return to the virtual world?"
There are many players who want to attack him in reality, and there is also Pei Hongxin who needs to be guarded against. The virtual world is safer.
Ji Yuanzhi nodded: "It's time for me to go to the dungeon as well, want to join me?"
Wen Shi: "My next trip should have been booked. I'm planning to go to the Mermaid Coast, but I need tickets, so I may not be able to form a team."
Ji Yuanzhi had only asked casually, but his interest brightened slightly when he heard this: "That's not a problem. I have a high-level team-building tool that can do it."
Wen Shi found that he seemed very interested in this book.
Ji Yuanzhi said frankly, "It will be easier to deal with dungeons with given elements. Doing a good job of legend research beforehand and acquiring the corresponding props are all strategies for dealing with it."
Wen Shi's eyes lit up: "That's great, let's go into the dungeon together."
He can also take advantage of Ji Yuanzhi's research results.
To help the other party gather information, Wen Shi took the initiative to provide a clue: "The NPC in the previous dungeon mentioned the Mermaid King, saying that getting close to him would bring misfortune."
Ji Yuanzhi didn't get nervous when he heard a title like "boss". He said calmly: "It's okay. In this regard, you can go head-to-head."
All the NPCs close to Pei Wenwei also suffered great disasters.
"…"
After exchanging information, the two tore open the pass and returned to the virtual world.
Wherever you start from, you will still be there when you return.
Wen Shi appeared out of nowhere in the hotel room. Song Yan was so frightened that he almost turned into a mirror again.
Wen Shi, who was originally embarrassed about scaring people, laughed out loud in a somewhat unkind way when he saw him looking at him like a frightened little white mouse.
Song Yan's face has soft lines and low features, making him look like a baby. He was holding a philosophy book in his hand, and there were several thick books piled around him.
Wen Shi glanced at the title of the book: "Looking Straight into the Sun - Conquering the Fear of Death".
He always felt that this true spirit incarnation was taking a strange route of advancement.
Shaking his head, Wen Shi walked to the inner room of the guest room and took out the two train tickets. The lake blue luster was a mixture of warmth and cruelty.
He wondered what to do with the little octopus.
The system's prompt sound came without warning:
"Would you like to spend ten points to mail the ticket?"
"…" It can be seen that the game is also short of money.
However, the scarecrow's shadow disappeared on the K9999 train. This ticket was somewhat related to Jian Qingrong, so it was normal to mail it. Wen Shi didn't hesitate to use the ten points and chose to send it.
"I'll give you another ten points. Can you help me bring another small card?"
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Sanatorium, information room.
The round table had been wiped clean and was filled with snacks of various colors.
The wait was a bit long, and the pastries began to harden slightly. A thin and slender figure sat quietly in the shadows. He had been waiting for a whole day, and only got up to clean the table after the midnight bell rang.
"No..." the man muttered in the darkness.
There was no afternoon tea today.
The snacks on the table were taken away one by one, and when Jian Qingrong turned around for the last time, a greeting card appeared on the round table.
He opened it casually, and a train ticket fell out and landed lightly at his feet.
Attracted by the familiar handwriting, Jian Qingrong first looked at the contents of the card. He immediately recognized it as being written by Wen Shi, who had used the same handwriting when rewriting his files. Jian Qingrong would occasionally copy Wen Shi's handwriting to pass the time during his free time late at night.
There was only one sentence on the card:
Let's go see the mermaids together.
At the end, I drew a simple sketch of a black cat peeking out of its head, and its big cat eyes seemed like they would blink at any moment.
A smile slowly appeared on the pale face. Jian Qingrong looked at the cat's head and said softly in the dark and empty space: "Okay."