Quenching

The sunset glow illuminated the dishes on the coffee table: slightly sweet cheese pasta, slightly sweet chocolate cake, and slightly sweet strawberry pie.

Wanli Fuguang's expression was slightly bitter.

The coffee shop employee carefully examined Wanli Fuguang's face, then bent over and cautiously inquired.

"Sir, our coffee shop is about to close, you..."

"My driver is downstairs, go find him."

The coffee shop employee was about to speak when Wanli Fuguang gave him a cold look, and the employee weighed the pros and cons.

If Wanli Fuguang were just a pretentious rich man, he would only be scolded by his boss, not shut down the shop, waste water and electricity, have his wages deducted, or even be fired.

However, if Wanli Fuguang is truly a powerful and narrow-minded person, offending him will cause the boss to cower in fear. I've heard of countless examples of people who have no recourse and have suffered broken arms and legs, with no way to appeal.

The shop assistant looked at Wanli Fuguang's deep, dark eyes, bowed deeply, and apologized politely.

"These dishes might be a little cold, shall I heat them up for you?"

A cold wind howled, and the sky outside the window grew increasingly dark. Wanli Fuguang frowned slightly, his mood darkening.

******

In the dormitory, Huang Qiaqia stood by the window, clenched her fists, rubbed her sore legs, and forced herself to stay awake.

Huang Qiaqia's heavy black down jacket was replaced by her roommate's beige duffle coat, and her naturally flowing straight hair fell on the uniquely designed ruffled openwork sleeves.

How about this one?

Roommate Yue Jiaorui held up a brown beret, tilted it slightly, and placed it on Huang Qiaqia's head, asking the other two roommates a question.

"Change the color?"

My roommate, Cheng Yiyi, took out another beret, a dark green one.

"You just met him, and he's already cheating on you?"

"Green makes your face look smaller."

"How about a wide-brimmed hat?"

"Wouldn't that seem a bit abrupt..."

"Shall I try on this bowler hat?"

Huang Qiaqia's round head is still greeting all sorts of hats.

Huang Qiaqia looked out the window at the falling snow and muttered a sentence.

"I like thick wool hats? They can cover my ears."

Her three roommates didn't even glance at Huang Qiaqia, and none of them took her advice.

Boys are mostly visual creatures, so focusing too much on warmth during a second meeting won't work.

The three roommates were all racking their brains to figure out how to make Huang Qiaqia look radiant, beautiful, and dazzling.

They dressed Huang Qiaqia up inside and out, which took almost three hours. She really wanted to sit for a while.

A cashmere scarf was wrapped around Huang Qiaqia's neck.

The three roommates inside were still chattering away.

Huang Qiaqia stared blankly at the snow-covered landscape outside the window, wanting nothing more than to run away as fast as he could.

Finally, the tan beret won first place. Now that we're all dressed up, let's set off immediately.

Roommate Liu Yuyi grabbed the flustered Huang Qiaqia and pressed her down into a chair.

"Why are you in such a hurry? He's preparing a gift for you, shouldn't you give him something too? What does he like?"

"Let's go to the store and pick one out? A men's fountain pen, headphones, a charger..."

Huang Qiaqia gently stomped her heels. Liu Yuyu was not good at understanding people at all. Wanli Fuguang must be getting impatient.

"Don't move."

Liu Yuyu took off her beret, and her braided hair seemed to look better.

What are his hobbies?

"do not know."

What about his family situation?

"do not know."

Liu Yuqi braided a slightly playful braid, gently bent the stylish velvet petals on the beret, and deliberately played with some loose hair on both sides of Huang Qiaqia's cheeks.

"Don't go on and on about pig farming this time. Let's talk about something else."

"Okay, I'm leaving."

Huang Qiaqia strode forward quickly.

"Come back, I forgot to take the trash."

"The floor wasn't mopped last night, so I mopped it for you."

"I'll do a thorough cleaning when I get back."

Large snowflakes fell relentlessly onto the ground, and Huang Qiaqia seemed to raise her voice again, her cheerful voice audible from the other dorm rooms in the corridor.

Cheng Yiyi picked up the trash bag, realizing she couldn't catch up with Huang Qiaqia.

What does Huang Qiaqia like about the boys she goes on blind dates with?

"The boys she went on blind dates liked to hear her talk about raising pigs."

Yue Jiaorui shook her head, went to Huang Qiaqia's locker, hung up Huang Qiaqia's heavy down jacket, and walked towards the dormitory balcony.

On the ten-square-meter balcony, Huang Qiaqia placed a 1.8-meter-high wooden storage cabinet to store all kinds of snacks, like a small shop shelf. Her roommates usually help check whether the snacks inside have expired, so that they can be eaten at any time.

Yue Jiaorui casually took out goat milk, chocolate pie, sachima, and barbecue-flavored fries from the back of the locker and gave them to Liu Yiyi and Cheng Yiyi.

******

Huang Qiaqia lowered her head and carefully made her way through the snow, leaving one snow footprint after another, like a penguin, and quickly moved to the school gate. She took off her gloves and vigorously rubbed her frozen hands.

Despite the fierce wind, my icy hands felt much warmer.

Huang Qiaqia put her thick gloves back on and was about to take a step when a figure next to her suddenly fell to the ground with a "rip".

Huang Qiaqia instinctively turned to the side and saw an elderly woman with white hair fall on the cold ground. Huang Qiaqia quickly took out his phone, wanting to record a video, but the phone, which had been "drinking" cappuccino, was too cold to switch to the video page.

"Someone please help me! I have a herniated disc!"

An elderly woman with a full head of white hair looked pitifully at Huang Qiaqia beside her.

Bone spurs must be very painful! The old lady is sitting on such a cold ground, the bone spurs must feel like awls piercing her bones.

Huang Qiaqia took off her touchscreen gloves and tried to poke the phone, but the phone just wouldn't cooperate.

"The ground is so cold! It feels like needles are pricking my bones! I have bone spurs!"

Tears streamed down the old woman's wrinkled face, and her body felt as if it were being pierced by a thousand needles.

Huang Qiaqia closed her eyes, placed her phone in her palm, clasped her hands together, and silently recited a mantra.

Open the video now! I've recorded a video of myself helping the old lady up. Open sesame, open the video now!

Huang Qiaqia opened her eyes. My God, her phone screen was black. Why did it automatically shut down in the low temperature? Hyundai's products are so unreliable.

The howling cold wind seemed to shatter the clear glass of the bulletin board and tear down the eye-catching slogans.

No matter how many times Huang Qiaqia pressed the power button, it wouldn't work. Helpless, he could only hold the phone and breathe heavily on it to warm it up, hoping it would turn on quickly.

When the old lady saw Huang Qiaqia's actions, she burst into even louder sobs.

"What a miserable life I am! No children, no family, all alone, no one to rely on! Who will save my life?"

The old woman beat her chest and stamped her feet in grief, as if the pain was gnawing at her limbs and bones, and there was no part of her body that was not in pain.

The old woman's gushing tears, her sorrowful complaints, and her pleading eyes gnawed at Huang Qiaqia's heart.