"Have you decided where to hold your next concert?" Cheng Yudie asked curiously.

"Let's go to Chongqing. I want to see this magical 8D city." Wen He already had a plan.

"And... what about the next stop?"

"The next stop should be around the Lunar New Year, and I'd like to hold it in the capital."

Wen He roughly estimated the time.

Even with the tightest schedule, the next concert wouldn't be until after the Lunar New Year.

The Lunar New Year is about a week after the Little New Year.

He never thought he would live to see the New Year.

Who would have thought that the cancer cells would suddenly stop spreading?

No one knows the reason for this at the moment.

If possible, it would be quite nice for him to live out the rest of his life in his current state.

Although it's usually quite difficult, as long as I can survive, that's wonderful.

"Oh, first Chongqing, then Beijing..."

Upon hearing the locations of Wen He's next two concerts, she nodded and wrote them down.

"Are you asking so early because you're planning your trip?"

"Yes, we definitely need to explore the area."

Chongqing is a city known for its spicy food, and Wenhe's throat can no longer withstand the stimulation of chili peppers.

However, as a long-established popular tourist city, finding a route that doesn't involve spicy food is a breeze.

During their casual conversation, they arrived at the park where they used to often take walks.

There is an undeveloped area next to this park.

Although there are many weeds, the scenery here is still beautiful and sparsely populated.

Wen He and Cheng Yudie arrived at a large tree.

"Little Huang, we've come to see you. Look, we even brought your favorite meat." Wen He weighed the plastic bag in her hand.

At that moment, a gentle breeze blew by.

The wind blew, making the foxtail grass that had just sprouted from the soil sway back and forth.

Seeing this, Wen He and Cheng Yudie felt a lump in their throats.

It feels like it was still with me yesterday.

"I have some bad news for you, Xiao Huang. Wen He probably won't be coming to keep you company so soon. Aren't you scared down there all alone?" Cheng Yudie said softly.

Under this big tree, the two of them sat on the ground, feeling as comfortable as if they were back home.

Wen He took the bowl out of the plastic bag.

After opening the lid, the delicious meat was still steaming hot.

"Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Wen He placed the meat next to the foxtail grass on the small earthen slope.

"Our next stop is Chongqing. I heard it snowed there too. Will the little artist come to join us?"

“Little painter, wait for us here. Chongqing is too far away, and we're afraid you won't be able to find your way home. We'll bring you some local specialties.”

"That's true." Cheng Yudie smiled, then suddenly had a thought: "Do you think it's possible that Xiao Huang pleaded with the King of Hell down there, which is why the cancer cells stopped spreading?"

"If the King of Hell were this kind, so many people wouldn't have died. If we think about it that way, I think silly little Huang would be tricked into signing a labor contract that lasts for hundreds of years in exchange for me living a little longer."

Wen He followed Cheng Yudie's train of thought and brainstormed again.

"You know what, you really can't say it, given Xiao Huang's personality, it might actually be possible."

“That’s too stupid of it, but it’s okay, I’ll go down and keep it company when I die,” Wen He said.

"Then what should I do?"

"I'll also sign a contract with the King of Hell for hundreds of years in exchange for your happiness and well-being for the rest of your life."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yudie was slightly taken aback, then muttered softly, "Without you... how could I be happy and healthy..."

"What?" Wen He didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing, it's getting late, let's go home."

Cheng Yudie stood up and looked at the setting sun, saying this.

…………

…………

The next day.

After a night's rest.

Wen He and Cheng Yudie set off together for Chongqing.

This time, Wen Ze and Gao Chongting did not go with them, but stayed at home.

It takes the director about five days to go through the process.

This period naturally became the time for Wen He and Cheng Yudie to travel and date.

The first stop after landing!

zoo!

How can you come to Chongqing and not see our national treasure, the giant panda!

Of course, most people who come to Chongqing have the same idea, so the zoo is extremely popular.

"Rain Butterfly, look! A giant python!!"

"Waaaah... I don't want to see the giant python..."

Cheng Yudie, who was usually fearless, was quite frightened by the python.

You could tell she was really scared of that thing; she almost burst into tears.

This place was also very new and unusual for Wen He; she had only ever seen it on television before.

Especially a python as thick as an arm like this aroused Wen He's subconscious curiosity.

Cheng Yudie was quite frightened, while he stared at it with wide eyes.

However, she was forcibly dragged away by Cheng Yudie after only a short while.

"Why look at the giant python? Look at the raccoon instead! Look how fluffy and silly it is."

The raccoons at this zoo can get up close and personal with people.

Instead of being limited to only being able to see through glass.

This also excited them quite a bit.

“We also have a big, round Duoduo at home,” Wen He said.

"Don't even mention it. Dodo hibernates in winter and sleeps all day long. He's already chubby, and he doesn't exercise at all in winter. Raccoons are much better."

In the crowded zoo, they saw all sorts of animals.

Giraffes, peacocks, hippos, crocodiles...

There's also the foolish capybara, which is often referred to online as the Kapibala.

"It's so silly, it's a bit like Bo-chan from Crayon Shin-chan, with a naturally stupid look."

Cheng Yudie squatted down next to it and kept gently tapping its head with her finger.

But it didn't react at all; it just stood there, stunned.

"It might have a smooth brain, like a koala, without any wrinkles, so it can't understand what you're doing," Wen He judged.

"When did your mouth become so sharp?" Cheng Yudie was stunned when she heard Wen He's comment.

"Huh? Isn't that right?"

"How could you say someone is brainless in such a serious way? That's so mean."

“Ah…that’s not what I meant, I’m sorry Kapibala.”

Wen He then realized that she might have unintentionally said something rather harsh.

Faced with Wen He's apology, Kapibala, who had been standing motionless in place, slowly turned around and faced away from Wen He.

"Look, it's angry."

Cheng Yudie found the scene hilarious and burst into laughter.

"Please put in a good word for me," Wen He said anxiously.