Chapter 119 Chapter 119 Jiang Zhi walked to Xia Zhi...
Jiang Zhi walked over to Xia Zhiqing, raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then said calmly, "You didn't bring any clothes for the shower?"
Xia Zhiqing, who had just taken a sip of ginger soup, choked and coughed several times, his ears turning red from coughing.
"I'm not..." He paused, lowering his voice and continuing, "I remember I brought it."
"And I was sending you a message, how could I have imagined that the person who came was..."
When he saw Wen Qian coming over with a cup, he swallowed the words he hadn't finished saying.
"What are you talking about?" Wen Qian handed the ginger soup in his hand to Jiang Zhi.
"Nothing!" Xia Zhiqing replied subconsciously.
Wen Qian frowned slightly and looked back and forth at Xia Zhiqing several times, which made his expression become a little unnatural.
"Xia Zhiqing." Wen Qian said slowly, "Are you—"
Xia Zhiqing's breathing became disordered for a second.
"Do you have a fever? Why is your face so red?"
Wen Qian subconsciously glanced at the top of his head, but unfortunately they were not like her, where there would be prompts on the top of their heads when their bodies were in a negative state.
Xia Zhiqing opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Jiang Zhi, who was sitting next to him, answered Wen Qian for him.
"Yeah." Jiang Zhi glanced at Xia Zhiqing and said, "He's indeed feeling unwell. He might have caught a cold because he wasn't paying attention."
"If you are sick, don't sit outside all the time. Go back and rest." Jiang Zhi stood up and put his hand on Xia Zhiqing's shoulder, as if he wanted to take him back to the room to rest.
Xia Zhiqing, who hadn't spoken a word from beginning to end but had already been diagnosed with a cold and fever, said: "..."
"No wonder your first reaction when you came back just now was to make ginger soup. So that's how it is." The player suddenly realized.
"Then go and rest. If you still feel uncomfortable later, you can come and find—"
"You can come to me." Jiang Zhi said naturally.
Xia Zhiqing, who was not sick at all but was now a patient, was dragged back to the room by Jiang Zhi.
Wen Qian sat at the table. The boiling ginger soup beside her had already warmed up. She supported her chin with her hands, her eyes fixed on a blank space.
He looks like he is in a daze, but he is actually organizing the compartments of his backpack.
Those strange and wonderful souvenirs took up most of the space, and she divided the remaining small items into two categories - inventory props and hair dye raw materials.
"Would you like to drink some more?" Jiang Zhi walked to Wen Qian, looked at the bottom of the cup where there was not much ginger soup left, and reached out to take her cup.
Wen Qian retracted his gaze from the grid of his backpack: "No, it's a bit spicy."
She basically drank this stuff as a beverage. It looked good and she didn't need ginger soup at all, so she couldn't help but pour herself a cup.
Players regretted it soon after taking a sip, as it had a very strange taste.
Jiang Zhi leaned on the table and looked down at Wen Qian.
"Wen Qian, what are your plans after returning from this trip?"
Seeing Wen Qian looking at him with some doubt, Jiang Zhi paused and spoke slowly.
"City C has nice scenery. Do you want to go there and spend some time there?"
Hearing his words, the player said thoughtfully: "City C...isn't that your home?"
Jiang Zhi was stunned and looked down at Wen Qian. How could she know?
Wen Qian noticed his subconscious reaction and said, "You mentioned it once when we were making the cake."
At that time, Jiang Zhi didn't know what to talk to Wen Qian about. Seeing that she was watching him make the cake, he chatted about the ingredients used in the cake.
During the conversation, he mentioned City C. Players who were very sensitive to various addresses asked him a few questions, and he casually said that his hometown was there.
They were really just two short sentences, not even as many words as the one Wen Qian used later when praising him while eating the cake.
He himself had no recollection of these two sentences, but he didn't expect Wen Qian to still remember them.
Wen Qian looked conflicted. She didn't expect Jiang Zhi to invite her at this time - was it because the New Year was approaching and he had to go back to City C, which triggered this plot?
The new map is still very attractive to Wen Qian, but unfortunately, there is something more attractive waiting for her.
——New Year activities.
In the game, the New Year event offers the most rewards and benefits. She doesn't know what the New Year event will be like, so it's not a good time to open a new map at this time.
Wen Qian looked at Jiang Zhi reluctantly and asked sincerely, "If I reject you this time, will you invite me to City C again in the future?"
"Or is this invitation a one-time offer? If you refuse, you'll never be able to enter City C again?"
Don’t tell her that this is the only chance to unlock the new map!
When Jiang Zhi saw her shaking her head, he inevitably felt a little frustrated in his heart, and Wen Qian's subsequent words made him feel a little bit amused.
"What are you thinking about?" He bent his fingertips and tapped the table. "I can come over anytime I want."
After receiving the guarantee, the players breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that it was not a one-time invitation.
A red-marked stamina warning popped up. Wen Qian looked at his stamina, which was only a thin layer of blood left, and quickly stood up.
"That's good. I'm going to bed first."
The player who was walking towards the room stopped and turned back.
"Remember to finish the ginger soup."
She pushed the unfinished ginger soup in front of Jiang Zhi, then turned and left.
It tastes really bad. She can't drink so much by herself.
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The warm winter adventure officially ended, and Wen Qian received a return ticket from the game system this morning.
Xia Zhiqing, who was walking beside her, kept glancing at her small backpack several times.
Is this the only bag she brought?
So where did the flour, eggs, plates, etc. come from?
From this little bag?
Where do all the fish caught from the frozen lake go?
Endless doubts shrouded Xia Zhiqing's mind. She looked at Wen Qian and the black snowman on her shoulder several times, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
"Wen Qian, when did you buy this pendant?"
What a weird color! This snowman looks like it has been soaked in a bucket of soy sauce.
"I bought it yesterday." Wen Qian glanced at the pet on his shoulder, which had recovered from the heatstroke state, and said casually.
The fact that snowmen can get heatstroke is indeed a bit troublesome, but it is not completely unsolvable.
For example, the title she hadn't used for a long time since the weather turned cold—"Fresh Soy Sauce, Sun-dried for 180 Days"
After being idle for so long, it finally comes in handy!
After giving the little snowman a title, the snowman's heatstroke condition was instantly relieved, but the negative effects were also obvious.
It became pitch black.
It’s a little hard to see the two black beans.
The three people had different destinations. Wen Qian arrived home the earliest. When she returned to the house, the other two were still on their way home.
After not being home for a while, the silly hamster sofa has become handsome in the eyes of the players.
She put down her backpack and stuffed the snowman on her shoulder into the refrigerator. The refrigerator, which had been empty for so long, finally came in handy on this day.
Several message prompts popped up in the three-person group of the Environmental Protection Society. Zhou Zhu, who was cleaning his room, put down the broom in his hand and picked up his mobile phone to take a look.
As soon as I opened it, I saw Wen Qian’s message flooding the group.
[Wen Qian]: Look, the fish I caught!
Ice lake fishing? It sounded interesting. Zhou Zhu, who was very interested in Wen Qian's travel experience, quickly clicked on the photos she sent.
...King Chen Sheng?
Lin Huai: Did you fish?
Zhou Zhu guessed that Lin Huai's current mood was probably between disbelief and belief.
I don’t believe it because it’s ridiculous, and I believe it because... it’s Wen Qian after all.
God knows what she went through during this trip.
Lin Huai: Who took the photo of this fish? It wasn't you, was it?
[Wen Qian]: You can see that!
[Lin Huai]: It’s obviously not your style.
Wen Qian: My style? What style? It's true that they weren't taken by me. The first photo was taken by Jiang Zhi, and the rest were taken by Xia Zhiqing.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhu’s eyes paused. Why are these two people here too? Are they traveling together?
She knew Jiang Zhi, who was Wen Qian's neighbor. Xia Zhiqing didn't know him, but the name sounded familiar.
[Zhou Zhu]: I thought you were traveling alone, but it turns out you have two companions!
[Wen Qian]: No, I did go there alone. Meeting them was an accident. It all started when I climbed to the top of the tree to take pictures.
[Lin Huai]: ...the top of the tree?
[Zhou Zhu]: ...taking pictures?
What did Wen Qian do on this trip?
[Wen Qian]: When I climbed to the top of the tree, Xia Zhiqing saw me. Later, I ran into Jiang Zhi. That night, my house collapsed...
The player briefly described his peaceful and ordinary travel life.
The two members were silent for a long time after hearing her jumpy description.
Is this tourism? Who travels like this?
[Wen Qian]: This is normal. Traveling is like this. Haven’t you experienced it?
[Wen Qian]: How about this, I’ll take you guys with me next time.
Two members:?
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