Chapter Ninety-Seven: Wen Xiu Wants to Cultivate Immortality

The girls were all satisfied after getting the autographs and taking a group photo, and happily went off on their way.

Back at the hotel, faced with the messages from earlier claiming that Zhou Jingchen had been rude and put on airs, they chose instead to post about their own encounter with the two of them that day, along with how it had felt.

Yan Yunxi: “A senior in college, one ordinary student about to start an internship, spending our last National Day holiday together as an entire dorm on a trip to the film and television city in Z Province. We saw online that @ZhouJingchenV was having a meal at a restaurant, so we went and waited there. We successfully got autographs and a group photo. Yay. P.S. The young lady was super nice and even asked us first whether we wanted autographs. Zhou Jingchen was also incredibly polite, signing for each of us one by one and happily agreeing to our photo request. Not a hint of arrogance at all! The only pity is that we never saw the young lady’s face. [photo][photo][photo]”

Qingwan: “Posting pictures as proof [photo] // Yan Yunxi: ‘A senior in college, one ordinary student about to start an internship, spending our last National Day holiday together as an entire dorm on a trip to the film and television city in Z Province. We saw online that @ZhouJingchenV was having a meal at a restaurant, so we went and waited there. We successfully got autographs and a group photo. Yay. P.S. The young lady was super nice and even asked us first whether we wanted autographs. Zhou Jingchen was also incredibly polite, signing for each of us one by one and happily agreeing to our photo request. Not a hint of arrogance at all! The only pity is that we never saw the young lady’s face. [photo][photo][photo]’”

Qingge: “Posting pictures as proof [photo] // Qingwan // Yan Yunxi: ‘......’”

Gongzi Wushuang: “Posting pictures as proof [photo] // Qingge // Qingwan // Yan Yunxi: ‘......’”

One after another, the girls reposted their roommates’ updates.

Under her own post, Yan Yunxi commented: “Zhou Jingchen really was not acting like a diva! He wasn’t arrogant at all!”

Yet none of the four had expected to be cursed at for speaking up for Zhou Jingchen.

The swarm of trolls and paid haters left them at a loss. In the end, they had no choice but to turn off comments and private messages.

As for deleting the post, that was impossible. They had spoken up for their idol, and told the truth at that—why should they delete it?

After seeing Yu Qian safely delivered back to the hotel and handed over to Wen Xiu, Zhou Jingchen could not bear to leave.

There were only two days left of the National Day holiday. Originally, Yu Qian could have stayed with him one more day, but she had promised to go for an audition with Lin Mubai, so she had to leave tomorrow.

Once she was gone, the two of them would not see each other for another month or two. Not only Zhou Jingchen could not bear it; Yu Qian could not bear it either.

Watching the two of them cling to each other at the door, Wen Xiu endured and endured, but in the end could not stand it any longer and pulled them apart. “Get back to work and deal with your own business already. It’s not like you’ll never see each other again. What’s with all this clinging?”

“You’re just jealous because you don’t have a boyfriend,” Zhou Jingchen said with a frown, the words escaping him before he could stop them. The instant he said it, he knew he was done for.

“???” Wen Xiu froze, then a nameless fire rose in her chest. “Zhou Jingchen! Get lost, you son of a bitch! Get out, get out, get out!”

She kicked at him. Zhou Jingchen dodged it and hurriedly opened the door and slipped away.

Wen Xiu turned back and saw Yu Qian, who had not managed to hide her stifled laughter in time. “What are you laughing at?”

“Cough, nothing.” Yu Qian forced her face into a straight line, fighting back her amusement. “Xiu Xiu, you really should find a boyfriend and try dating. Working all day will make you age faster.”

Wen Xiu passed her and flopped down onto the sofa, choosing the most comfortable angle to sprawl. “No. I’m going to cultivate immortality. Mortal lifespans are far too short.”

“Cultivate immortality?” Yu Qian had never heard Wen Xiu mention such a plan before and was momentarily stunned.

“Yes. Her Majesty agreed that as long as I can protect you through your entire life, and have no lingering ties in the mortal world, she’ll teach me how to cultivate immortality.”

“Didn’t they say there’s not much spiritual energy left in the human world?” After a brief silence, Yu Qian’s voice was a little low.

Crossing her hands behind her head, Wen Xiu smiled. “I can go to the demon realm. When Her Majesty shaped me, she already put a trace of demonic energy into me. I’d get used to it there too.”

Imitating her, Yu Qian also lay back on the sofa, hands behind her head, and answered softly, “Mm.”

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Wen Xiu really did want to cultivate immortality. There were too many things to learn in the mortal world, and she wanted to keep living so she could keep learning. But life was ever-changing; that was how she felt now, but who could say whether she would still think the same in the future?

And matters of the heart were even more impossible to predict. Though the Matchmaker had said she had no destined marriage and had not tied her with a red thread, who could say she would not one day, like Yu Qian and Zhou Jingchen, have a thread tied for her by fate itself? And who could know whether, if such a fate truly came, she would still insist on her original resolve?