"Hou...Hou? What does the word "Hou" mean? What exactly is Senior Qiao hinting at?" Wen Wan also began to try to solve the problem, even using puns.
She thought for a long time but still had no idea. Finally, she scratched her head frantically, and her soft hair turned into a mess.
"What does thick mean? What kind of code is this? Thick and thin... thick and thin, is he trying to get us to give the photo—"
Wen Wan kept muttering in frustration, but suddenly stopped mid-speech as if she realized something.
The two turned their heads and looked at each other, then shouted in unison, "Thinner photos!!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Wan walked quickly to the desk with the photo and sat down. She took out a small knife from the drawer next to her and prepared to start working on the photo.
But just as the knife was about to touch the photo, Wen Wan suddenly stopped, looked up at Zhou Ziheng beside her, and said haltingly, "I...I did it?"
"Yeah." Zhou Ziheng nodded calmly, "You move."
Wen Wan repeated the action again, but when she was about to touch the photo, she stopped again, looked at Zhou Ziheng and asked, "Did I really do it?"
Zhou Ziheng was confused by her question. Just do it. I've asked it once before, why did she ask it again?
After complaining in his mind for a while, he nodded patiently and replied again: "You move."
Wen Wan looked at him with a guilty conscience, and gave him a heads-up beforehand: "If I really do it, and nothing happens in the end, don't blame me for destroying your photos!"
When Zhou Ziheng heard this, he suddenly laughed. He thought something was wrong just now, but he didn't expect Wen Wan to be worried about this.
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he reached out and patted Wen Wan on the back, reassuring her by saying, "If I tell you to move, then move. If it's ruined, it's ruined. It's just a photo. I'll take the original film and develop another one later."
"Okay!" Wen Wan was finally relieved and picked up a knife to start scraping from the side of the photo.
She had intended to scrape a small hole in the side of the photo and then tear off a layer of paper with her hands, but as soon as she scraped the side, the paper suddenly separated.
Only then did she discover the secret. The photo was not made thick due to an operational error, nor was it made thick by Qiao Tianrui on purpose. Instead, a piece of paper was tightly pasted on the back of the photo, which is why it looked so thick.
Wenwan applied gentle force with her fingers and easily pushed away the excess paper.
She was immediately overjoyed. They were really too clever for their own good and wasted so much time. "Thick" had no meaning and was not a password at all.
Qiao Tianrui designed it this way simply to let them discover the difference and then find the clues he left behind.
Wen Wan then threw the torn paper aside. The thickness of this photo was now exactly the same as the other photos, and there was a line of small words written on the back.
She subconsciously read it out loud, "Sky0120?"
"What does this mean?" she asked in confusion.
Zhou Ziheng reached out and took the photo, and softly explained to him, "This is the day we formed a group."
"Ah?" Wen Wan raised her eyebrows slightly, asking in confusion, "So... what did he want to tell us? Did you do anything special on your team-building night?"
Zhou Ziheng frowned tightly, silently closed his eyes and recalled carefully. After a while, he opened his eyes, sighed, and shook his head: "No, there really was nothing special on the night of the group formation."
"Ah!" Wen Wan wailed as she lay on the table. She angrily banged the table a few times with her little fists and couldn't help but complain, "Xiao Qiao, he really thinks too highly of you, brother!"
"Does he really think that with your careless, straight-man personality, you can discover the secret in the photo and then crack it? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have thought there was a secret in the photo in five years, right?"
"Doesn't he have a mouth? Can't he just speak directly? Do you have to make things so difficult for us? Anyone who has a mouth but doesn't use it will be treated as a mute!"
After she finished speaking, she suddenly sat up straight, slammed her palm on the table, and said with puffed cheeks: "Humph! When I find him, I will definitely give him a good scolding!"
Her face wrinkled, and then her demeanor suddenly changed, as she whined and complained, "Wuwuwu! Wenwen is so miserable! I can't sleep in the middle of the night, and I still have to solve problems here!"
She pointed upwards and shouted, "Qiao Tianrui! How are you going to pay us back?! When I find you, if you can't appease my brother Zhou, I'll beat you to death!"
Zhou Ziheng, who was standing beside her, was immediately amused. He suppressed the urge to burst out laughing, reached out and stroked Wenwan's back, smoothing her fur bit by bit, and then coaxed her softly, "Go back to sleep."
"It's too late now, let's not think about it for now. Let's think about it together tomorrow after we've had enough sleep."
"Stop it!" Wen Wan yelled in dissatisfaction, retorting, "Don't you have any idea about your sleep quality? Do you really think you can sleep well without coming up with this result?"
"If you could sleep, you would have already fallen asleep. Why would you sneak into the study to smoke?"
Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but feel helpless. It didn't matter to him whether he slept or not. It wasn't the first time he stayed up late anyway. Ever since he started to dare to go out at night, he really had to shoot late night scenes frequently.
But his wife can’t do that! How can he let his delicate and soft wife stay up late?
He really wanted to coax her back to sleep first, but the problem was that he couldn't coax her back now!
"Whether you can sleep or not, you have to sleep first. Anyway, you don't have any clues right now. Let's go back to sleep. Even if you can't sleep, closing your eyes can be considered a kind of rest."
Zhou Ziheng thought carefully for a while before finally coming up with this statement. After he said this, he didn't give Wen Wan a chance to refute. He directly picked her up by the waist and walked back steadily.
Wen Wan felt dizzy and then she was picked up. She smiled helplessly but never chose to break free.
After all, what Zhou Ziheng said was right. Since I have no clue, I might as well go to sleep first. I can think with my eyes closed anyway. There is no need to keep standing there.
And maybe you will have some ideas in your dreams at night, or maybe after you wake up from a good sleep, the problem will be solved tomorrow morning. There will always be a way out when you reach the mountain!
The two of them lay back on the bed in the bedroom, turned off the small lamp on the bedside table, and closed their eyes again.
They were all silently thinking about the true meaning of "sky0120", but Wen Wan couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she tried, and finally fell asleep in a daze.
Just when she was about to fall into a deeper sleep, Zhou Ziheng suddenly sat up from the bed.
"I see!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
