Zheng Qing vaguely remembered a saying: no matter how long you spent with a fragrant beauty, it felt like only an instant; but if the person beside you reeked, was covered in tumors, and had an ugly face, then even a brief moment together would feel like years.
Zheng Qing had no experience with the latter situation for the time being.
But he had experienced the former more than once.
Just like today. Zheng Qing had gone to the Two-Dimensional Evolution Laboratory and felt as though he had only exchanged a few pleasantries with Su Shijun, signed a new contract, and listened to her impart a little life experience. Yet when he stepped outside, he was startled to discover that the moon was already high in the sky. He pulled out his pocket watch and checked the time. It was a quarter past nine in the evening.
He tied a Jia Ma Talisman to his leg and hurried on the road—just in case, the young wizard even detoured through the First Grand Hall to make sure the opening ceremony was over—before returning to the dormitory.
Only two roommates were in the room: Xiao Xiao and Fatty Xin.
As a member of the moonlit race, Dylan kept the opposite schedule from everyone else. At this hour, he was attending his "morning class," so he was not in the dormitory.
When Zheng Qing pushed open the door, Xin was sitting by his bed grooming Tuantuan, while Xiao Xiao was bent over his desk, busily drawing his line chart.
The little elves rejoiced at the wizard's return. Carrying warm towels, washing supplies, and pajamas, they lined up before Zheng Qing. All he had to do was reach out, and everything was prepared perfectly.
"You didn't attend the opening ceremony. Where did you go?"