Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yu Zhe’s expression looked a little stiff. However, he tried hard not to show it and continued to take a bite from it. After chewing a few times, he forced himself to swallow it.
This chicken wing had been rubbed in some chilli that made it extremely spicy, which made his mouth feel like it was on fire.
Luckily, the bonfire that was reflected on his face was also red, so no one could tell that his face was red.
Yin Shaojie offered a bottle of coke to Mu Xiaoxiao and gestured towards Yu Zhe.
Mu Xiaoxiao was a little surprised. She had worried that he would be angry, but he was turning out to be so caring, to the point of offering Yu Zhe a drink.
She turned around and offered the bottle to Yu Zhe.
Yu Zhe’s hand paused, but still received the bottle.
He already had a premonition about this. As expected, he found that the bottle had been opened before when he unscrewed the cap, which meant that something had been put into it.
However, faced with Mu Xiaoxiao’s smiling face, he toughened his scalp and took a small sip…
It had been spiked with chilli powder!
Yu Zhe almost choked. However, he pursed his lips and forced himself to swallow it down.
No one else noticed anything amiss other than Ye Sijue. It only took one glance from him before he seemed to realize what was up. He smirked, but didn’t say anything.
Han Qiqing used a little stick to prod at the firewood. Anxiously, she asked, “Are the sweet potatoes ready? How long do we have to roast them?”
Song Shijun said, “Chill, it’s not going to take that long. If it’s only half-cooked, you might get diarrhea.”
Han Qiqing looked at him. “Can’t sweet potatoes be eaten raw? Even if they’re only half-cooked, you shouldn’t get diarrhea, right?”
“You can try.”
Han Qiqing didn’t want to try. What if she really got diarrhea?”
Song Shijun smiled sinisterly and suddenly suggested, “It’s a must to tell ghost stories at this time, right? Who’s telling them? If no one’s going to, then I’ll tell one to all of you.”
Han Qiqing panicked at his words. “You’re not allowed to tell ghost stories! They’re so lame! We can play other games. Oh yeah, let’s play Truth or Dare. I’ll grab the poker cards.”
“Truth or Dare again? We’ve played that so often it’s boring now. Let’s play something else.”
“What do you think would be interesting to play then?”
As they were arguing, Yin Shaojie stood up and pulled Mu Xiaoxiao up too. “You can play by yourselves. We’re going to look at the stars now,” he said to them.
The sky had turned completely dark now, and the stars shone in the dark sky.
Han Qiqing whined and looked towards Ye Sijue, “Sijue, what do you want to play then?”
“You can play anything you want. We’re not playing.” Ye Sijue pulled Mo Xiaomeng up after his speech and walked off in the opposite direction.
Song Shijun looked at the sweet couples and could only shrug at Qiqing. “It looks like it’s just the two of us left. How about some ghost stories?”
“Ghost stories, your head!” Han Qiqing threw the stick at him.
Nearby, Yu Zhe felt a lot more relaxed as he observed them.
In the past, he thought that these people were out of his league. Now that he was interacting with them at such close quarters it felt a little different.
Yu Zhe looked up and gazed at the stars that had come out. It was a beautiful sparkling sight.
He thought that he would never forget this night.
…
The next morning.
After Mu Xiaoxiao woke, she realized that Yin Shaojie was no longer by her side. She rubbed her eyes, stretched, and got up.
After grooming herself, she wrapped a thin coat around herself before heading out of the tent.
Unexpectedly, she saw Yin Shaojie about to do something bad.
There was a snake in his hands, and he was about to put it around Yu Zhe’s neck.