A Cozy Daily Life

"Really? That's good."

Dugu Qing looked out the window, a forced smile on her lips, her eyes dim.

"Actually, I also miss Fern."

Frieren thought about every little thing she had spent with Fern, seemingly lost in memories, a wistful smile playing on her lips.

"Unfortunately, I've been to Aureole, and Fern is not there."

"That can't be right!"

Frieren's hand holding the silver fork suddenly stopped, and she abruptly stood up, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"It's true, the divine general at the South Heavenly Gate told me himself."

Dugu Qing closed his eyes, his shoulders felt heavy, and his chest felt like it was being crushed by a boulder; even his breathing felt suffocating.

Frieren's eyes reddened, and the image of Fern's gentle and lovely figure involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

That unfortunate child cared for her deeply, like a father and mother, and fought valiantly throughout his life, slaying countless Demons.

In the end, not only did he die young, but he was also denied entry to Aureole.

How despicable! How despicable!

Fate is so unfair to her!

Frieren clenched her fists so tightly her knuckles turned white, her heart filled with resentment, wishing she could rush to the heavens, wreak havoc in the heavens, and turn the Aureole upside down.

"It took me almost ten years to finally accept this."

Dugu Qing raised the lemon juice and drank it in one gulp.

Frieren rubbed her eyes, lost in sorrow, her appetite gone, and silently turned to leave.

"Boss, the bill, please."

After paying the bill, Dugu Qing followed Frieren and led her to the detached villa he rented.

Stepping inside, Frieren casually tossed her suitcase aside and slumped onto the sofa, utterly exhausted, a mix of emotions swirling within her.

Dugu Qing placed the extra beds and pillows she had bought into the guest room and arranged them neatly.

Inside the hall, the lights were on, the courtyard gate was locked, and all the noise from the outside world was shut out, creating a completely silent atmosphere.

"This is probably the first time Dugu Qing and I have spent time together! Before, Fern and Stark were always with us wherever we went..."

Watching Dugu Qing's busy figure moving back and forth in the guest room, a thought suddenly flashed through Frieren's mind. Her cheeks flushed, her petite body instantly straightened, and she even subconsciously softened her breathing.

In human society, there seems to be a mode of interaction between men and women called cohabitation!

It's proof of an extremely deep affection! They're not husband and wife, yet they're very close.

If she were to stay at Dugu Qing's house now, wouldn't that be tantamount to cohabitation in another sense?

But what about Fern? Fern loved Dugu Qing so much and waited for him her whole life. What would happen to her if she stayed with Dugu Qing?

At this thought, Frieren felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

"Fern is dead; she didn't Aureole!"

Suddenly, Dugu Qing's voice surged in Frieren's mind, and Frieren's eyes lit up, her confidence burning brightly.

Yes! I almost forgot, Fern has passed away, even his soul has vanished.

If that's the case, then Dugu Qing is left with only himself as a friend!

How could I bear to leave again, leaving Dugu Qing to live alone and endure such sorrow...?

"Okay, it's decided then. I'm staying to take care of Dugu Qing!"

With a thousand thoughts swirling in her mind, a smile returned to Frieren's face as she slowly rose and walked towards Dugu Qing.

Dugu Qing used Cleansing Magic to wipe away the spider web in the corner of the wall.

"That's enough for now! If there's anything else we need, we'll go shopping tomorrow."

"Uh-huh!"

Frieren waved slightly, watching Dugu Qing leave.

Dugu Qing closed the door and entered the bedroom.

Frieren locked the door and lay on the soft bed, her snow-white face glowing softly in the darkness.

"Living together! Just him and me! Hehehe, it's like a dream!"

The next day, the morning sunlight painted the windows red.

Frieren was looking forward to shopping with Dugu Qing, her face beaming with anticipation. She took a bath early, got dressed, and went into the hall.

Dugu Qing walked out of the house and bought two jianbing guozi (Chinese savory crepes) and two cups of soy milk from a street stall near her home before returning to her residence.

"Just grab something light for breakfast!"

"Um!"

Frieren picked up the pancake, took a small bite, her cheeks puffed out slightly, and a happy smile spread across her face.

After the meal, Dugu Qing picked up the trash bag and threw it into the trash can by the roadside.

Frieren accompanied Dugu Qing into the mall, where they selected their favorite toiletries and household items, storing the purchased goods in their Spatial Rings.

"Hey! Xiaoqing, are you shopping? Is this your girlfriend? She's really pretty!"

"Yes! Both of them are elves, and they even have white hair. They're a match made in heaven!"

When did we meet? When I first saw you, you were still single!

"What a pity! I was planning to introduce my Huanhuan to you, but I never expected someone else to beat me to it..."

Inside the mall, familiar middle-aged women, carrying shopping baskets, swarmed around Frieren, eagerly observing her.

A faint blush rose on Frieren's cheeks. Feeling flustered, she instinctively reached out and took Dugu Qing's arm.

"Don't talk nonsense. Let me introduce you. This is my friend Frieren. She just arrived and needs to buy some necessities, so she won't chat with you any longer. Goodbye."

Dugu Qing reached out to protect Frieren, quickened his pace, and hurried away.

"Those two are exchanging suggestive glances; something's definitely up!"

"Exactly, exactly! They look like twins, even their temperaments are similar! It's such a shame they're not married!"

The two hadn't gone far when the women remained gathered in the same spot, whispering and gossiping.

"These neighbors, really, they always love to jump to conclusions."

Dugu Qing released Frieren, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Actually, occasional contact isn't so bad!"

Frieren thought of the eager looks from everyone earlier, which were like those of elders. She wasn't annoyed at all; on the contrary, she found them quite amusing.

Their eyes met, and without a word, their hearts were in sync, and they smiled simultaneously.

The two continued shopping, buying their favorite items and bringing them home.

The once empty hall was quickly filled with large and small bags containing goods of various functions.

Dugu Qing- fried several plates of steaming hot home-style dishes and served them on the table.

Frieren took a bite and happily covered her mouth.

She suddenly realized she had a weakness: an ordinary woman who could express her love to the person she liked through cooking and sewing.

But Frieren rarely had the opportunity to give to Dugu Qing or let him feel her burning love.

That's such a shame, we must fix it immediately.

Frieren looked up at him, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"It's delicious, Dugu Qing. Do you have time to teach me how to cook? I'd like to cook for you occasionally."

Dugu Qing's movements as she set out the dishes were a little slow.

"Okay! Whatever you want to learn, I'll teach you. Anyway, we have plenty of time, no rush."