Qing Chen, I'm Cold

Countdown 64:00:00.

Eight in the morning.

"Knock, knock, knock." Qing Chen knocked on Yang Yang's door. "Sobered up? You can already see Mumbai's harbor from the ship. We should pack up and get off."

With a creak, the door opened. Yang Yang had just finished showering and changed into sportswear, and was drying her hair.

Yang Yang smiled sweetly. "What hairstyle do you want to see today? You can choose an elegant bun, neat braids, cute twin tails... I can do them all! If I wear it in a bun, I can even put on black non-prescription glasses to suit your tastes!"

"You're already causing trouble this early in the morning... Braids, then. You never know when we might have to fight," Qing Chen said.

"Fight? Are you worried that being too high-profile last night might have exposed our whereabouts?" Yang Yang asked. "Next time, you don't need to indulge me like this."

"You don't need to worry about that. I had arrangements in place for this Outer World trip long ago. Every choice I make is the right one," Qing Chen said.

"Okay." Yang Yang calmly dried her hair. She felt that the biggest difference between herself and Qin Yiyi was that no matter what Qing Chen became, Qin Yiyi could accept it.

As for herself, she knew Qing Chen too well. She understood the details of his behavior, his way of thinking, his preferences in life. She had become part of his life.

She knew that Qing Chen's willingness to go crazy with her last night meant he had definitely made thorough preparations.

As Yang Yang dried her hair, she smiled and said, "Did you know that Spade members return to the Fire Pit almost every year?"

Qing Chen's heart skipped a beat.

Yang Yang continued, "After I