Chapter 200: Sisters, Let's Set Off Together

noon the next day.

There were six dishes and two soups on Zhao Yanxi's family's dining table, and Zhou Rongmei was busy preparing fruit for the meal in the kitchen.

"Mom, that's enough, that's enough, we can't finish it all."

Zhao Yanxi called towards the kitchen, chewing on a piece of braised pork rib.

"Eat more, you're going to Europe for a month."

Zhou Rongmei came out, wiped her hands on her apron, and turned her gaze to Ding Heng.

"Xiao Ding, would you like another bowl of soup?"

"Thank you, Auntie, I'm really full."

Ding Heng put down his chopsticks, his posture becoming proper.

After the meal, Zhao Yanxi was ordered to clear the dishes. Ding Heng wanted to help, but Zhou Rongmei stopped him.

"You sit down. This girl is used to being lazy. She should be made to do some work."

“Eh…”

Zhao Yanxi grumbled in disapproval and obediently went into the kitchen to get busy.

When she came out again, Zhou Rongmei handed her a bulging bag.

"Mom, what's this?"

"This is for you in an emergency!"

Zhou Rongmei took out items one by one: "Gastrointestinal medicine, cold medicine, allergy medicine, band-aids... It's not convenient to buy medicine or see a doctor in Europe, and everything is in a foreign language. In case you get a headache or fever, use these first and then fly back directly. Don't be stingy with the money, and don't try to tough it out."

Zhao Yanxi was both amused and exasperated: "Mom, can't you say anything good about me?"

"This is called 'better safe than sorry,' take it!"

Zhou Rongmei forced the items into Zhao Yanxi's hands.

Zhao Xingguo then said, "Xiao Ding, it's fine to go out and have fun, but expenses are expenses. You're still a student, so don't try to take on everything yourself. If you should split the bill, then split it. If Yan hope doesn't want to, just tell me."

"dad……"

"Shut up."

Zhou Rongmei glared at her and replied, "Auntie and Uncle aren't being polite with you. You young people don't know how much money you can spend. A trip can cost tens of thousands of yuan. We can't let you pay for it all by yourself."

Ding Heng nodded: "Don't worry, Auntie, I know what I'm doing."

"Okay, then drive carefully."

Zhou Rongmei saw the two to the door, then pulled Zhao Yanxi aside and whispered some words of advice.

Zhao Yanxi responded with "uh-huh" and "yeah," then turned around, grabbed Ding Heng, and quickly walked downstairs.

"My mom is really something, she never stops nagging..."

Zhao Yanxi complained softly, but the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

Stepping out of the building, Ding Heng opened the driver's side door.

"What did your mother say to you?"

What else can I say?

Zhao Yanxi got into the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt: "Tell me not to spend money recklessly, to be careful outside, and not to get bullied..."

"They only have you as their daughter, so it's understandable that they're being cautious."

"No matter how careful you are, you'll still get kidnapped by some bad guy."

"Want to get a beating again?"

"Well……"

Last night, after the "female police officer" used torture to extract a confession, the villains turned the tables and killed the culprits.

Getting up early in the morning, Zhao Yanxi had to secretly change the bed sheets herself...

The car entered the highway and headed towards Xingcheng.

More than an hour later, we arrived at the Chujiang Hotel.

When the elevator reached the 27th floor, Zhao Yanxi rushed in first.

In the living room, Lin Man and Wen Jing sat cross-legged on the carpet, with two large suitcases spread out in front of them and clothes piled up all over the floor.

Wenjing was holding up a light blue dress and holding it up against herself.

Lin Man stood beside her, checking the effect, reaching out to tug at the hem of her skirt, then shaking her head.

"This one is too plain; you look better in the pink one."

"Wouldn't it be too flashy...?"

"When you're traveling, bright colors look better in photos; it's not like you're going to work."

Zhao Yanxi took off her shoes, plopped down on the ground, and stretched out her long, bare legs.

"What are you talking about?"

"Let's pick out some clothes."

Lin Man picked up a black dress and waved it in front of Zhao Yanxi: "I bought this one a size too small, it should fit you perfectly?"

"It doesn't feel right for me."

Zhao Yanxi shook her head, took out the few items she had brought from her suitcase, and spread them out one by one.

"What about this one?"

"good."

"This one?"

"Can."

Three pairs of white legs lay sprawled on the carpet.

She sat quietly cross-legged, her calves, encased in white cotton socks, peeked out from under her nightgown, her toes fair and pink, curled up gently like silkworms.

Zhao Yanxi wore one straight sock and the other bent, the top of her white ankle sock positioned above her ankle, making her calves appear even more slender.

Lin Man knelt on the bed, her legs clad in sheer nude stockings, her toes painted with light pink nail polish, her figure voluptuous. .

After observing briefly, Ding Heng stepped forward to inquire.

"Hasn't everything been arranged yet?"

"The arrangements are mostly complete."

Lin Man looked up and smiled at him: "We're discussing what to wear. The weather over there is quite different from that in Xingcheng."

She picked up her phone and swiped a few times to bring up the Swiss weather forecast.

"It's been a little over 20 degrees Celsius in Zurich these past few days, but there's a big temperature difference between day and night, so you'll need to bring a light jacket. It'll be even colder over Jungfraujoch, probably below 10 degrees Celsius, so you'll need to bring warmer clothes."

She pulled another item out of the box and held it up against herself: "Boss, how's this one?"

Ding Heng glanced at it: "Not bad."

"What about this one?"

Zhao Yanxi also picked up a light gray hoodie and waved it at him.

"It's alright."

"What do you mean by 'okay'?"

Zhao Yanxi pouted and draped the hoodie over her shoulders: "Take a serious look."

Ding Heng examined it carefully: "Beautiful."

"Perfunctory."

Zhao Yanxi gave a soft snort and turned back to continue rummaging through the clothes.

Ding Heng shook his head, got up and went to the balcony.

It's breezy and not hot today, and the sun is shining perfectly at 2 pm.

He took out his phone and opened Hua Qing's chat window.

[Ding Heng]: Senior, how are you at home?

The message was sent, and I waited for about half a minute.

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: [Image]

It's a photo of the kitchen sink, piled high with dishes.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: Just finished eating, running errands for my mom. Wait a moment.

Ding Heng sent a "wait patiently" emoji, depicting a fat cat crouching in a corner with a dazed look in its eyes.

He put his phone aside and gazed at the distant city skyline.

Ten minutes later, the phone vibrated.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: Have you made all the arrangements for going there?

[Ding Heng]: Senior, don't worry, just leave it to Lin Man. Prepare more clothes for yourself.

[Ding Heng]: [Weather screenshot]

Let me repeat what Lin Man just said about the weather.

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Understood.

[Ding Heng]: There are still two days left. Is the senior preparing to confess to them before boarding the plane?

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Don't worry about it.

Ding Heng: []

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】：[)

Just as Ding Heng was about to make another joke, a pair of hands reached out from behind and gently wrapped around his waist.

Lin Man asked in a charming tone, "Boss, are you chatting with Sister Qing?"

Ding Heng turned around: "How did you guess?"

"If it's a normal conversation, why would you need to sneak around and hide from us?"

"Why don't you... lend her a hand?"

"So what kind of reward do they give?"

"What reward do you want?"

Lin Man tilted her head and began to think seriously.

"Um……"

The next second, both of their phones vibrated simultaneously.

Ding Heng picked up his phone and took a look.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】invites you, along with 【Lucky Zhao】, 【Good Luck Jing】, and 【Lin Hu Guiding the Way】to join the group chat.

Zhao Yanxi was the first to react and tagged Hua Qing in the group chat.

[Lucky Zhao]: Sister Hua Qing, is there something you need?

After a few seconds of silence in the group, a long text popped up.

Hua Qing's remarks came one after another, as if they were prepared in advance and delivered all at once.

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Yan hope, Wen Jing.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: There's something I want to tell you all.

【A Sunny Day in a Sea of ​​Flowers】: Ding Heng and I are actually dating.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: It started last year, but I haven't told you guys because I felt embarrassed and didn't know how to bring it up.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: I know this is wrong, and I understand you might be angry.

【Sea of ​​Flowers in Sunny Day】: But I still want to tell you, I don't want to hide it from you anymore.

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: I hope we can get along well.

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Sky】: That's all I wanted to say. Thank you.

Ding Heng stared at the screen, his lips twitching.

Good guy.

It was methodical and monotonous, without any variation.

As expected, Hua Qing is still the same Hua Qing, as always, a "human-machine" pairing.

Lin Man chuckled, "Sister Qing, this..."

"That works too..."

Ding Heng and Lin Man exchanged a smile.

Compared to Lin Man's high emotional intelligence and skillful methods in early April, Hua Qing's frank approach seemed too rigid, but at least it was honest.

The next second, Wenjing's message popped up.

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: Okay, welcome.

Four simple words: polite and well-behaved, neither too warm nor too cold.

A few more seconds passed.

[Lucky Zhao]: ...

A string of ellipses reveals no emotion.

Lin Man stepped out of Ding Heng's arms and turned to walk back to the living room.

"Yan hope, Wen Jing... come and help me take a look at this."

Her tone was normal, as if nothing had happened.

The three of them started discussing the color scheme of the sweatshirts again.

Ding Heng stayed on the balcony, continuing to enjoy the sunshine.

No more messages popped up in the group.

Now that things have come to this, Hua Qing's confession is like a boulder thrown into a wide lake, splashing loudly!

But after the ripples subsided, the water returned to calm.

They can't stir up any trouble.

……

On the day of departure, at six o'clock in the morning.

Lobby of Chujiang Hotel.

Several suitcases of different sizes and colors were placed side by side against the wall.

Wenjing was the first to come downstairs, wearing a light gray tracksuit with white sneakers, looking fresh and clean.

She stood next to her suitcase, looking down as she checked her belongings, muttering to herself.

"Passport...ticket...charger..."

Zhao Yanxi came down second, wearing the same sportswear.

She slumped onto the sofa and yawned.

"I'm so sleepy... What time is my flight?"

"Eight o'clock."

Lin Man walked at the back, glancing around the lobby: "Where's Baima?"

"On the way, will be there soon."

As soon as Wenjing finished speaking, Baima skipped and hopped into the hotel and greeted her cheerfully.

"Sister-in-law Hua Qing picked me up on her way here!"

"Did Sister Qing come with you?"

"Um."

Where is she?

"Looking for a parking space."

The revolving door turned again, and Hua Qing slowly stepped inside, her gaze sweeping over everyone, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

There was a moment of stillness in the air.

"Sister Qing!"

Lin Man was the first to react, and she went up to Hua Qing with a smile, taking her arm.

"Aren't you tired from driving so early in the morning? Why didn't you come last night?"

"I still have some things to take care of at home."

Hua Qing followed Lin Man's lead and walked inside, her steps still a little stiff.

Wenjing stepped forward and nodded to Huaqing: "Sister Huaqing, it's been a long time."

"have not seen you for a long time."

Hua Qing responded, her tone dry and curt.

Zhao Yanxi stood up at the same time and stared at Hua Qing for two seconds.

"Sister Hua Qing."

"Um."

"Let's go, the car is waiting outside."

Zhao Yanxi reached out and gently pulled Hua Qing's wrist, her tone natural.

Compared to the discomfort she felt when accepting Lin Man in April, she was more shocked by Hua Qing, Zhao Yanxi, and Wen Jing, even though she had already anticipated it.

Overall, it was unexpected, yet reasonable.

With the occasional exchanges in the group over the past two days, I've been able to calm down.

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

Zhao Yanxi was the first to slip inside, 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."

"Um."

Hua Qing responded.

Zhao Yanxi initiated 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... we got to know each other slowly, and then we were together."

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

"I haven't told her yet."

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

Zhao Yanxi said guiltily, "It seems... there really isn't much."

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."

"I hope so."

Zhao Yanxi sighed softly.

……

Hua Yue squatted in the room, with several sets of cosplay outfits laid out in front of her, which she had prepared 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...