Hello, Arknights

"Do you mean that this old man is the person to whom we will hand over the mission?" Ling Dengxian reacted quickly.

"Well, give the suitcase to him, and say a few words to the old man, like wishing him a happy new year in advance."

"Happy New Year?"

Mostima smiled helplessly: "You've been in the wilderness for a long time, right? It's almost New Year's Eve. Haven't you noticed that there are more red elements on the streets?"

"It rained yesterday..."

"Rain won't hinder the colors." Mastema smiled, "Don't let bad things take over your life."

"...I'm over there." Ling Dengxian looked away, picking up the suitcase, and his back looked a little flustered in her eyes.

"Well, you really can't sit still?" Mostima felt that Liberi came out from behind the maple tree behind him and stood behind him.

"You really want to tell him?"

"Did I tell you? There's no time or place, and I'm the only person involved." Mastema looked up and blinked.

"...Don't always play by the rules."

"After all, the so-called secret is only in these two staffs. Our affairs are just the scraps." Mastema patted the seat next to him, "Would you like to sit together for a while?"

"You've already exposed my existence to that guy. As long as the identity of the supervisor is kept secret, it's fine. I'm not someone who can't stand the light of day." The girl from Liberi sighed, walked forward and sat down in anger, "I haven't settled the score with you about the milk tea yet."

"Hmm?" Mostima tilted his head and pretended to be stupid.

"Hmm, you idiot! This morning he told me to stay in my room and not come out, making me act like the old man next door. Obviously it wasn't like this before he came. Obviously I..." The pink-haired Liberi stared at Mostima and changed the subject:

"Wait, Mostima, when the four of us...the three of us had our first campfire chat, what were your criteria for choosing a partner that you casually mentioned?"

"Huh? Really? I just remember that the captain and the vice-captain looked a little unnatural at the time."

When Liberi heard the word "captain", his eyes stung and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

"Sorry..." Mostima sighed. She really hoped that her companions could recover from that rainy night.

"Don't mention him for now."

"Okay." At this moment, Mostima was still willing to take care of the feelings of his "supervisor".

On the other side, when Ling Dengxian was approaching the old man with a box, he was noticed by the old man: "Young man, is there something wrong?"

"Hello, old man. I am an employee of Penguin Logistics Group B. You have a courier from the Longmen Guard Bureau. Please sign for it." Ling Dengxian took out the courier slip and handed it over along with a pen.

"I also wish you a happy new year in advance... Happy New Year."

The smile on the old man's face dimmed a little when he heard the words "Longmen Guard Bureau", but when he heard Ling Dengxian's blessing, he smiled again and nodded.

"Let's have fun together... It's a good thing that Mr. Wei still remembers me. I didn't take up a lot of his time, did I?" The old man shook his head, took the pen, looked at Ling Dengxian, and signed solemnly.

"Old man, why are you coming to the park alone so early for morning exercise?" Ling Dengxian put away the list and asked with concern.

"Morning? I just handed over the stall to a young man who works for me. I came here to take a walk and see these old guys who are not cared about by anyone like me." The old man looked at the slightly bare deciduous trees, a little absent-minded, came back to his senses and looked at him again.

"But I didn't expect to meet a young couple today. It's just a coincidence, right? They can sit in the park in the cold wind. After a long time, they will quarrel over trivial matters. Listen to what I say, men should be more giving in..." The old man suddenly spoke earnestly.

Ling Dengxian was still in a daze, but only now did he react, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Uncle, you misunderstood. She was my senior who helped me get familiar with the work today."

"Really... Tsk, I thought that girl Mostima had finally come to her senses after all these years... Then you should take good care of her. This child doesn't come back very often. When I first arrived at Longmen, I saw her with a cold body when I was closing her stall late that day, so I gave her a bowl of scale pills. Every time she comes back, she always brings me some small gifts." The old man shook his head and sighed.

"Ah? But she is my senior, why should I take care of her?" Ling Dengxian was puzzled.

"It is precisely because she often takes care of others that she deserves to be cared for. Don't you expect such a world?" the old man asked back.

"...Thank you for your teachings, sir. What's your name?" Ling Dengxian asked solemnly.

In fact, he should have understood all this when he was with Bagpipe, but there was no one who could point this out to him, so he didn't come up with anything until now.

But... with my personality, can I really do this?

"It's not expensive at all. My last name is Dong. You can call me Uncle Dong if you like. I run a scale ball stall near the slums. You can come and take care of my business when you are free." The old man smiled. "Sometimes when I'm not here, you can mention my name to the Ursus young man at my stall. That guy is very smart."

"Okay, Uncle Dong, sorry to bother you..." Ling Dengxian could see that the old man wanted to be alone for a while, so he politely said hello and walked away.

Ling Dengxian was becoming less and less clear about himself. He paused when passing by the lake in the park and looked down at that face, which was gentle and outgoing.

But he still remembered the cold and self-deprecating expression on his face in the mirror in the dim bathroom that day. He looked like two completely different people.

Fiona...thank you for giving me some faith.

Mostima, thank you for helping me get out of the trough, giving me softness and making me strong.

In the cold night in the wilderness, in the deep pool of flowers in the heart that could not be illuminated by the campfire, Ling Dengxian counted these soft things in the ripples and petals. At such times, Lian Chiyu would quietly let him smile with careful thoughts.

Although I will find an opportunity to retaliate the next day.

Ling Dengxian looked at her reflection and suddenly smiled, then turned around and walked towards Mostima. Then she paused again because she saw that in addition to the Sakota girl who was waving at her with a smile, there was also a pink-haired Liberi girl who was looking at her with scrutiny.

"It's you?" Ling Dengxian remembered that he seemed to have met this Liberi girl once before, "In the Lacey Hotel..."

"Oh, I don't remember." The supervisor remembered him, but he was not in a good mood.

"Let me introduce my former teammate, Miss 'Narrator of Suffering'--" Mostima disappeared the next moment and dodged to the side. Ling Dengxian didn't see her movements clearly at all. He only saw that the Liberi girl's hand immediately chopped down the place where she had just sat, with veins bulging.

"That's not my name!"

"Then what's your name?" Mostima hid behind Ling Dengxian, revealing half of his face, unable to hide his smile.

"Fei... If you're not serious, please don't disturb me!" Li Boli glanced at Ling Dengxian, "I just want to see how you are. There's no need to tell you my name."

Ling looked at Mostima in confusion, and the latter shrugged: "You can use this as her code name~"

"Mastema!!"

Uncle Dong, who was passing by again, saw this scene again. He was stunned at first, then shook his head:

"Young people are used to it and understand it."