A trivial incident

Wen Zhuyao got up, picked up the two kittens that were on the windowsill, and held them up to Mo Wen's eyes: "Look for yourself, the ones I like are too small."

Two tiny kittens, no bigger than the palm of his hand, unexpectedly made intimate contact with his face.

Mo Wen reached out and took it, playing with it in his hands: "It's very cute, but it's really too small, it's not suitable to hold."

"By the way, um..." Wen Zhuyao hesitated for a moment, feeling she needed to ask first to feel at ease, "May I ask, if I may?"

Mo Wen put the kitten back on the coffee table and asked, "Why use this word? It's too unfamiliar for our relationship."

"Because I want to know why. Aren't you afraid of being explicitly rejected by me?" Wen Zhuyao dared to say that if she hadn't thought it through that day, she would have rejected him without hesitation.

The answer to this question had been lingering in his mind for far too long.

"The reason is fear, so I want a very accurate and unchanging answer, and now it just happens to be the answer I like." Mo Wen was afraid of taking one more step and crossing the line.

Take one less step, and you'll miss out.

"Thump thump... thump..."

Just then, a knock sounded at the door. Mo Wen got up to open it, while Wen Zhuyao tidied up the coffee table and the toys on the sofa.

I moved them to a place where they wouldn't get in the way.

Welcome us.

Chi Nuo brought in desserts and ice cream, skillfully stuffed them into the refrigerator, and grabbed a drink. She took a sip to catch her breath and said, "I'm exhausted. Can I just lie down and eat?"

"Thank you for your hard work." Mo Wen took the things from Ji Shu's hands and put them in the kitchen with Bai Yuzhou.

"You don't need to do anything special anyway, just rest and try your older sister's cooking." Ji Shu tied her hair up, rolled up her sleeves, and prepared to show off her skills.

Wen Zhuyao leaned over from behind to show where everything was placed, and in the crowd, two unrelated people were pushed out.

"It'll be fine once we get busy," Bai Yuzhou said quietly, watching their retreating figures. His words were meant for Mo Wen. "We'll be able to go in soon."

Mo Wen didn't care about these things and sent the message back to comfort him: "It'll be fine once you get busy, you'll be able to go in soon."

After explaining the location of the items and getting acquainted with each other, everyone helped out. They started by stir-frying vegetables, setting up the hot pot, and heating some instant food in an air fryer, all of which were placed on the coffee table.

"Oh right, I forgot to ask if you guys can handle spicy food. You were a bit rough with your food." Ji Shu was so focused on cooking that she forgot to ask the most important question.

The stir-fried dishes were mostly spicy, with almost none being mild; even the cold dishes were tossed with chili oil.

Chi Nuo thought for a moment, then focused her gaze on Mo Wen and said obediently, "He's the only one here, so he can't eat spicy food. We're all fine."

I told her I couldn't eat spicy food so I could avoid the penalties and punishments for losing to her in Dou Dizhu (a card game), but I don't know if that's true or not.

"I'm fine, I can still eat, just not too much." Mo Wen obviously remembered, and easily took over the matter, not saying anything too definitive.

Wen Zhuyao took out the drinks and wine, and the bowls and chopsticks were already set out, along with disposable paper cups.

"Everything is ready."

Everyone clinked their glasses and said in unison, "Let's start eating!"

They used the same rhetoric about the spiciness, but Chi Nuo and Wen Zhuyao, who found the spiciness slightly milder, quickly started drinking beverages.

Even Bai Yuzhou, who was relatively better, was defeated.

Only the humble Mo Wen and Ji Shu, who absolutely loves spicy food, remained unaffected.

After a satisfying meal, everyone cleaned out the coffee table, and a quiet competition ensued in the kitchen as they tried to see who could finish the task faster.

Once the trash is cleaned up and sorted, it's easy to take it down in the morning.

Wen Zhuyao placed the board games she bought on top, Chi Nuo's dessert table was full, but Ji Shu only took one ice cream to eat.

And then there's Chi Nuo, who can't sit still and keeps coming up with fresh ideas: "Let's play something exciting. I have something you don't. The loser drinks a drink, how about that?"

Bai Yuzhou and Ji Shu both agree with Truth or Dare, as it's high-risk, high-reward.

Ultimately, the decision rested with Mo Wen.

"You're watching me too often, aren't you?" he joked, meeting her gaze. "Of course, it's time to do something more exciting."

Wen Zhuyao put the board game away with relief and said, "Then let's not hold back, but we still need to be a little careful about each other's safety."

"Don't worry, apart from me, everyone else is quite sensible." Chi Nuo said obediently with a mysterious smile.

It started with what I had that you didn't.

Chi Nuo started off with a bold statement, easily taking control: "I have never had any real-life or in-game romantic relationship."

At the same time, as if the lights had gone out, the other four people dropped a finger.

"Haha, this topic finally allowed me to succeed once." Chi Nuo's boasting lasted only a second before he was brought back to reality the next time.

Bai Yuzhou: "I have a spouse, and we have a marriage certificate."

"Tch, showing off their love." Chi Nuo had no choice but to accept it, and lowered one finger.

Wen Zhuyao and Mo Wen also dropped a stick at the same time.

So much so that before Mo Wen spoke, he specifically glanced at Bai Yuzhou and said, "I never have a high alcohol tolerance."

This time, they accurately hit the winners of the previous two rounds.

Chi Nuo, always eager for drama, stirred up trouble: "Isn't this blatantly an attack on Big Sister? Big Sister, don't let him off easily."

"I never have a bad alcohol tolerance." Ji Shu used the same topic to turn the tables, which was practically a large-scale version of endless revenge.

So far, the most dangerous are Wen Zhuyao and Mo Wen, both of whom have only two fingers left.

Wen Zhuyao chose to remain calm: "I have never not worn women's clothing."

After the first round, Chi Nuo has three sticks left, Ji Shu has three sticks, Bai Yuzhou has two sticks, Wen Zhuyao has two sticks, and Mo Wen has one stick left.

If Mo Wen says just one more word in the conversation, he will be eliminated.

Chi Nuo reappeared, smiling mysteriously: "I have never been a boy."

"As for the question, unfortunately you're out." Mo Wen was punished with a glass of juice and sat in a corner after the match, watching them.

When it was Bai Yuzhou's turn, his question was even more targeted: "I have never failed to make a plan and simply followed the trend."

Among this group, Chi Nuo is too lazy to plan and goes with the flow, while Ji Shu doesn't follow the rules and never plans; she is the planner.

Chi Nuo: "Targeted, targeted, specifically named, eldest sister will accept him!"

“If we can’t attack in groups, let’s fight one-on-one.” Mo Wen looked at them with a smile, finding enjoyment in being eliminated.

The order was the same in the second round, and those who were eliminated moved to the next round. Ji Shu thought for a moment and said, "I've never eaten a dessert that's very tall, a dessert."

In one sentence, all three were attacked effectively.

Chi Nuo quietly withdrew her hand from the egg tart and instead grabbed a strawberry milk instead.

"Big sister, your attack power is so strong! Please have mercy!" Wen Zhuyao, seeing that she was the one in the most danger, started to whine.

Ji Shu turned her head away, not even looking: "Don't bribe the eldest sister. She can truly not see for the sake of victory."

“Okay,” Wen Zhuyao said, reviewing their preferences on the spot, and came up with a brilliant one, “I never eat anything that tastes like strawberries.”

Chi Nuo drinks strawberry milk, and Ji Shu eats strawberry ice cream.

"Everyone has their own standards," Bai Yuzhou commented accurately, indicating that the discussion had reached a fever pitch.

Mo Wen disagreed: "Everyone has their own taste. If you say you're picky, you might cause a scene. Your health and energy can't compare."

"You've got a sharp tongue. Drink more water." Bai Yuzhou offered his sincere concern.

Mo Wen: "Don't worry, evil deeds will live on for a thousand years."

"Wow, that's amazing! I don't even know what to say anymore." Chi Nuo was relieved to be eliminated and went to watch.

"I didn't go to bed early today." Ji Shuchun asked directly, but Wen Zhuyao didn't point her finger at her; it was past midnight and she still hadn't gone to sleep.

"You haven't slept yet?" Wen Zhuyao cleverly defused the question.

Chi Nuo: "I was careless."

"I've never eaten anything spicier than extra spicy." Wen Zhuyao's words secured her the final victory.

"By the way, why did you hide your ability to eat spicy food?" Chi Nuo was now a little puzzled. "You're happy to outdo us all, aren't you?"

Mo Wen innocently defended himself: "No way! I was just being modest."

"I'm just being modest~" Chi Nuo vented, "I'll continue to be modest in the next segment, hehe."

Next, we switched to Truth or Dare. Everyone was afraid that the other person would ask some amazing questions, so everyone played the game very cautiously.

Nothing happened until dawn.

We ordered breakfast together, ate our fill, and finished cleaning up with plenty of energy. The four of us then took the trash and left.

"Go back, don't follow us downstairs." Ji Shu waved to Wen Zhuyao, who was standing at the door, and the elevator doors closed in front of her.

Wen Zhuyao obediently closed the door and wanted to jump into the bed's embrace, but the phone rang and she was pulled away.

After the four people who went downstairs threw out their trash, they called a car to go back to sleep, while she had to listen to the scolding on the phone.

Are you really not planning to come back?

Wen Zhuyao didn't want to argue with her, and calmly said, "I'm doing quite well here, and I do go back to see you during holidays, don't I?"

"Is this about whether you care about us or not? We want you to stay here, to stay by our side. Why did you run so far away?"

She didn't want to recall that past, and said coldly, "I don't need to tell you why I came out, do I?"

Things she didn't want to think about, someone was very willing to recall with her, and thought there was nothing wrong with these things.

"Isn't it just that the aunties around you introduce you to blind dates?"

"If you don't want to go, just refuse..."

Wen Zhuyao couldn't help but interrupt, "What is it? It's just bringing him home, keeping him in the living room, on the only way he can go, so I can see him."

"How many times have I refused in advance? How many harsh things have I said? And then what?"

"Since we're already here, it would be impolite not to spend some time together."

She really didn't want to say anything more, and didn't want to waste her good mood today: "I know how you treat me, and I won't let other people get involved in our relationship."

"I don't care if you want to associate with them, just don't be greedy and come in. How I treat them is my business and has nothing to do with you."

"Just stand with them on the surface. I don't want to hear about this in private, and I don't want to talk to you about it. If you can't handle it, tell them to come to me with your phone number."

"I'm hanging up. I'm not fully awake, don't overthink it." Wen Zhuyao hung up the phone and buried herself in the covers.

She slept until 1 p.m., then had a headache, hand pain, and body aches. She got up, washed her face to clear her head, and cooked a simple bowl of noodles.

The group chat was quiet; I guess no one had gotten up yet.

She placed the noodles on the computer desk and selected the contact with the ID "Little Dog Good Boy (19)" from the contacts list.

Swipe up in the chat, and you'll find story submissions with well-discussed details, allowing you to continue editing those you didn't finish last time.

Wen Zhuyao logged into the game and started recording according to the storyline. His story is a healing story, and he found a place for his heart to rest in the game.

She also felt warmth during their previous conversations.

From one person to two people to three, from quiet to acquaintance to warmth, everything became an unexpected gift from the game to each other's lives.

A gift from life.

This is also why Wen Zhuyao chose to continue doing it. After she organized the materials and chose to publish them, it was around 5 p.m.

During this time, people got up, and the group became active again.