Go Die, Old Driver!

Luo Qiu knew.

In life, it was inevitable to encounter many awkward situations; even with those closest to you, there would be particularly embarrassing moments.

He was good at observation, so he could easily tell from Ren Ziling's expression what she was thinking at the moment.

Excess male hormones from puberty, deviations in sexual preference due to exposure to a lot of societal filth, and a lack of maternal love since childhood leading to a psychological inclination towards older women... and so on.

However, based on Luo Qiu's understanding of Ren Ziling, all these thoughts would ultimately lead to only one conclusion.

"It's my fault... I didn't notice this." Ren Ziling took a deep breath and said, "Let me have some quiet time to think."

Ren Ziling suddenly closed her room door.

The two of them were separated by a door, and time ticked by.

The door opened again, and Ren Ziling, with a serious expression, looked at Luo Qiu and said, "Luo Qiu, I think we need to have a good talk. Listen, this isn't something shameful for men; we need to look at this issue optimistically."

I knew it would be like this.

Luo Qiu felt an urge to cover his face. All his thoughts converged into two words, which he softly uttered, "Sleep."

"What..."

Ren Ziling felt an overwhelming wave of fatigue, making her eyelids too heavy to keep open. In the blink of an eye, she was leaning against the door, slowly sliding to the floor, and falling asleep.

Luo Qiu extended a finger, and Ren Ziling's body floated up from the ground, then drifted back onto the bed. He looked at Ren Ziling, who had fallen into a deep sleep, with some annoyance.

Shaking his head, the space around Luo Qiu suddenly distorted slightly. The next second, a doll with a stunning face emerged from the distortion.

"Master, you summoned You Ye. Is there something you need?"

Luo Qiu said, "You Ye, you can hypnotize her and make her forget small memory fragments, right?"

You Ye glanced around the room before nodding. "Yes. However, if a human suddenly has a gap in their memory, it can cause suspicion. It's best to fill the blank with something fabricated."

Luo Qiu thought for a moment. "How about this: 'She came home, didn't see Luo Qiu, but because she was too tired, she didn't even wash up and just collapsed on the bed to sleep.'"

"Understood."

You Ye walked over to Ren Ziling, placed her hand on Ren Ziling's forehead, and then leaned down to whisper something in her ear.

A short while later, You Ye stood up. "Master, when she wakes up tomorrow, she will only remember what you just said."

Luo Qiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "Mm... thank you for your trouble. You can go back now."

Upon receiving the instruction, You Ye did not linger. She walked back into the distortion from where she had emerged and disappeared.

Luo Qiu took one last look at Ren Ziling, casually flicked the blanket over her, then gently closed the door and returned to his own room.

He wasn't too sleepy, so Luo Qiu opened his computer and logged into his Zhihu account. He found that the question he had posted had already received two answers.

The first reply: "Are these just a few characters? Do you have the full picture or anything similar? Because ancient scripts sometimes have similar-looking characters, it's hard to determine the exact script without more references."

The second reply: "It could be Coptic. It's considered a later development of the ancient Egyptian language. But I'm not entirely sure; more references would be best."

Luo Qiu thought about it and then cropped another few characters from the original photo. This time, he cropped a section that looked like a sentence, the most complete and clearest sentence he could find in the photo.

After posting it, Luo Qiu waited for a while. Receiving no reply, he closed the computer, took his phone, and lay on the bed. Thinking about the Coptic language answer, he started searching on his phone.

"Third century AD... a large number of Greek texts were transcribed in Coptic, especially Christian scriptures... What the heck?"

Luo Qiu suddenly felt drowsy. As he read, without much thought, he too fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, he heard activity in the kitchen.

He found Ren Ziling in the kitchen, full of energy, making breakfast. Toast, fried eggs, and ham slices, along with a cherry tomato salad for a balanced nutritional meal.

It's been... quite a while since I've had breakfast made by Ren Ziling, hasn't it?

"Luo Qiu? You're awake!" Ren Ziling came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, holding two cups of milk. "For some reason, I feel particularly energetic today! I woke up early and felt inspired! Try my cooking!"

"...What kind of skill does it take to make toast and fried eggs?"

Ren Ziling rolled her eyes and tapped Luo Qiu on the forehead. "Stop talking nonsense, are you eating or not?"

Luo Qiu shrugged and began spreading butter on his toast.

Ren Ziling also took a bite of bread, waiting for Luo Qiu to ask, "Hey kid, have you been up to no good lately? You always seem to come home late. Usually, you're back early, so reclusive you look like a shut-in destined to be single forever, don't you?"

Having long been accustomed to the woman's "harsh words," Luo Qiu didn't feel much and had already prepared his explanation. "I've been working part-time recently. If there's nothing else, I'll be back quite late at night."

"But didn't you say you were traveling the last two times?" Ren Ziling was clearly not easily fooled.

Luo Qiu brushed it off, "Working part-time."

"..."

Ren Ziling's phone rang at that moment, forcing her to pause their conversation. After answering, her expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly started tidying up. "We'll keep this topic for later; there's something at the newspaper office, and I have to rush out."

Actually, Luo Qiu had always admired Ren Ziling's decisive nature.

Like now, she was rushing into her room to change, combing her hair as she walked, hopping as she put on her shoes to grab her keys, then rushing out the door like the wind, only to rush back in, snatch the buttered toast Luo Qiu was about to eat, take a bite, and dash out again.

"About this part-time job, I'll have a good talk with you about it later!"

As she closed the door again, she still managed to give him a parting instruction.

Luo Qiu sighed, finally able to eat his breakfast in peace. He took a bite of bread, intending to catch up on the morning news, but spotted a file bag on the TV stand.

Just then, his phone rang.

"Hello! Luo Qiu? Have you seen a file bag with a circle drawn on it??"

"It's on the TV stand."

"Great! Come on! My darling, listen, can you do me a favor and deliver this file to my company? I'm in a rush to get somewhere and I'm already on my way! It's inconvenient for me to come back! Damn it! Can the person in front drive or not!!"

Amidst the blaring of horns, Ren Ziling continued, "Be a good boy! After you deliver it, I'll introduce you to a girlfriend another day... Hello? Hello? You brat, are you hanging up on me?!! Screw you, can the person in front even drive!! If you piss me off, you'll regret it! Go to hell, you old driver!!!"

Ren Ziling slammed on the accelerator, and her deep red MINI Clubman sped off down the road like a streak of lightning.