Why Was the Room Empty Early in the Morning?

In the evening, at the Zhonghuan International Hotel, in a standard king room.

Lu Fangmei hung the washed clothes on a portable clothes rack she brought with her. She went into the bathroom to wash her hands, then came out and poured the brewed tea into a cup, bringing it to her husband, who was sitting at the desk looking at documents.

"It's almost ten o'clock. You have to get up early tomorrow, right?" Lu Fangmei stood behind Jiang Limin, gently rubbing his shoulders.

Jiang Limin took off his glasses and closed his eyes to enjoy it for a moment. Then he patted his wife's hand, "You go rest first, I'll look at this a bit longer."

"Okay, but you have to be asleep by ten-thirty."

"Got it."

Lying in bed, Lu Fangmei was bored. She checked her WeChat group chats, helped her girlfriends cut prices on Pinduoduo, liked posts on her Moments, and occasionally left comments.

After finishing these, she sent a few more WeChat messages to her daughter, repeating the things she had told her at the dinner table.

After receiving her daughter's message, "Got it, I'm going to sleep," Lu Fangmei closed WeChat. She still wasn't sleepy, so she opened Bilibili on her phone again.

She casually watched a few videos, and Lu Fangmei found them quite interesting, so she used them to pass the time.

She didn't really understand how to find videos in her preferred categories; she just watched whatever the homepage recommended, looked at the titles and covers, and clicked in if she was interested.

Ten minutes later, she clicked on the video titled "Took my sister to learn how to make rings, all for her to pursue a male classmate."

Uploader: Si Jiao Ji.

"Huh? Isn't that Xiao Chen?" Lu Fangmei exclaimed in surprise.

Although the person who opened the door in the video was wearing a mask, just by looking at their eyes and listening to their voice, Lu Fangmei recognized Chen Wen instantly.

Coupled with the living room scene that appeared later in the video, it further confirmed Lu Fangmei's suspicion.

When the two children rented an apartment outside of school, both sets of parents had visited, so Lu Fangmei was naturally familiar with the layout of Chen Wen's apartment.

This viewing gave Lu Fangmei the illusion that someone else's child was on TV.

She looked at the view count.

Wow! Over three million views, that's quite a lot.

Looking at the view count wasn't the main point, but since she was looking, Lu Fangmei casually clicked on the comment section and immediately saw the top-rated comment.

Because the comment was very long, the beginning alone didn't reveal much.

But the most popular replies below were directly visible.

Thus, some words instantly caught Lu Fangmei's eye.

[Xian Xu Huan Piao Miao Shen]: Qiuqiu is taken?! My youth is over!

[Luo Tianyi Meng]: Ill-informed Wen? Declare war!

Aren't these her daughter's and Xiao Chen's Bilibili accounts?

Lu Fangmei had always been relatively open-minded and progressive in her views, so she naturally understood the meaning of "taken."

Seeing this, Lu Fangmei immediately lost interest in watching the video and quickly clicked on the top-rated comment, wanting to see what [Ri Dangwu de Chuhe] had said.

Ten minutes later, Lu Fangmei was silent.

She hadn't noticed at dinner, but Qiuqiu did seem to have a new ring on her finger?

These two kids had grown up together and now lived across the hall from each other; it wasn't impossible for them to get together...

If netizens didn't have much evidence to prove that Qiuqiu yiyi and Ill-informed Wen were really a couple, Lu Fangmei had plenty of ways to verify it.

Thinking this, Lu Fangmei fell into deep thought, not even noticing when Jiang Limin had gotten into bed beside her.

"What's wrong? You look so serious staring at your phone?" Jiang Limin asked curiously. "Not sleeping anymore?"

"It's nothing." Lu Fangmei hesitated, didn't mention it, put her phone down, and lay down. Then she asked, "You don't need me to accompany you to the meeting tomorrow, right?"

"Mm." Jiang Limin didn't think much of it and nodded. "The meeting starts at six, so I'll probably have to get up at five to prepare."

"Are you driving?"

"I have a car service." Jiang Limin said, "If you're not coming, you can stay at the hotel, or go shopping nearby."

"I'll pass on shopping." Lu Fangmei wasn't in the mood for that anymore. "If you're not driving, I'll drive to Qiuqiu's place tomorrow. I'll wash her comforter and change her sheets, and help her pack anything she needs to take home for the summer."

"That works too."

After saying this, the couple chatted about some other family matters and slowly fell asleep.

The next day, five-thirty in the morning.

Jiang Qiuyi woke up groggily and got out of bed to go to the bathroom.

After returning, she checked the time. There was still half an hour before six o'clock, so she burrowed back into the covers, snuggled up to Chen Wen's side, and hugged him to sleep.

As she moved, Chen Wen also woke up.

"What time is it?"

"It's only five-thirty. Let's sleep a bit longer."

"I can't sleep anymore. Let's get up." Chen Wen glanced at the arm wrapped around his neck, its fair skin rubbing against him, and immediately lost any desire to sleep.

"Noooo~" Jiang Qiuyi stretched one leg over Chen Wen's stomach, pinning him so he couldn't get up. She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning her whole body into the crook of his shoulder. "Stay with me a little longer~"

Chen Wen lay on the bed, his shoulder feeling a bit uncomfortable from the pressure. He adjusted himself slightly.

"Hiss..." Jiang Qiuyi reached out and held him still, then swept up her dark, lustrous hair with her other hand. "You're stepping on my hair, it hurts."

"Uh..." Chen Wen immediately stopped moving. "How about now?"

"It's okay now." Jiang Qiuyi nestled back into Chen Wen's embrace, closing her eyes for a moment before opening them again. "I can't sleep anymore, it's all your fault."

"Then how about we get up?"

"It's not even six yet, why get up so early?"

"Morning run, finish the video for Dark Repulser, and then I'll prepare the sword for the 100k follower celebration."

"Demon Blade Thousand Blades? You've decided?" Jiang Qiuyi asked curiously.

"Yeah, this time I'm planning to use resin, not woodworking." Chen Wen's voice became more animated when he talked about this. "Melting fluorescent powder into it, the final effect will be much better than just painting the surface."

"Plus, I plan to cut it into individual pieces and reassemble them. Zitan wood is too hard, resin is more convenient."

"It will take longer to wait, though. Probably have to wait until the end of the month."

"But the hilt still needs to be made of Zitan wood. I'll have to ask Uncle for more."

After Chen Wen posted his update, his fans were quite active, recommending all sorts of strange swords, and even weapons like halberds, spears, staffs, and more bizarre items.

In the end, Demon Blade Thousand Blades from the Chinese animation "Scissor Seven" stood out, taking the top spot with the most likes.

In the anime, this sword is formed from countless fragments, assembling and dispersing at will, and it's quite popular.

It would also be a challenging piece to create.

And Chen Wen hadn't touched resin crafts in a while, he was indeed itching to do some.

"It's almost six, time to get up?"

Glancing at her phone, Jiang Qiuyi hugged Chen Wen again. "There are still seven minutes left."

The next moment, Jiang Qiuyi's phone rang.

She looked a little puzzled and reached out to take her phone back--

"Forever Young Ms. Lu"

"It's my mom?" Jiang Qiuyi put her index finger to her lips, signaling Chen Wen to be quiet, then answered the call.

As it turned out, her mother's first sentence instantly made her gasp in shock.

"Hello, Qiuqiu, why is there no one in the house so early in the morning? Where did you go?"

[Pu Jie Ri Ji]: Daily life of a person who likes to drive and their editor -- "Editor, my latest chapter title has been censored, can I get permission to change it?" "Editor, 151, 154 have been blocked, I've made changes and applied for unblocking." "Editor, 26, 190, 191 are all gone, can you help me get them back (bald.JPG)" "Editor, 299 has been blocked, possibly due to the title, can you give me permission to change it (crying.JPG)" "Editor, 349 has been blocked, possibly triggered by sensitive words, I've already modified it." -- Excerpt from chat logs shared by Bai Zhan Tang, author of American Comics Superman