He seems like he knows what he's doing later when he tapes up the gaps in the windows and such, so I assume he had a plan that the presence of the SID disrupted.
Would you like to camp out in the little stone house with the SID and Shen Wei and his students?
No. Everything else aside, I don't like being cold.
Do you find Xiao Guo's confidence in his colleagues as relatable as his earlier anxiety?
Idk about relatable, but I think it's grea that he can stay calm because he trusts them that much!
Some more notes:
What could possibly happen to him under my watch?
♥ ♥ ♥
For a second, Shen Wei nearly forgot himself. His hands instinctively clenched into fists as a terrible ruthlessness flooded the darkness of his eyes. The snowy ground began to boil under the weight of his gaze. The thing lurking below was on the verge of bursting to the surface… But then a voice suddenly rang out behind him. “Didn’t I tell you to wait in the car? Why are you out here?” Shen Wei twitched. The murderous intent in his eyes evaporated, leaving him looking a little lost.
I love these little moments where Shen Wei's hidden self comes through! But what happened to the thing under the surface when ZYL appeared?
“Is your birth chart jinxed?” he asked. “How come you always run into things like these?”
LOL! But he's forgetting that Shen Wei supposedly doesn't remember previous events – Zhao Yunlan wiped his memory, after all.
Shen Wei, who had always had an eye for details, noticed that there suddenly seemed to be an extra person among them.
Nice and creepy! Poor Wang Zheng, having to walk around in a sex doll.
Then he pulled up the zipper and pressed on the pendant hanging at his collarbone. It emitted a faint warmth that stood out clearly against the endless ice and snow. It was so terribly faint, but it offered so much comfort.
AWWWW. ♥
“Director Zhao, Daqing wants you to know that there’s something buried in this yard.”
I have questions! How does Wang Zheng know what Daqing means? Why is she translating for him?
He turned back to look at the shivering students at the gate, then bent down and touched Zhao Yunlan’s arm. “Bury it for now,” he said quietly. “Don’t make a big deal of it.”
And ZYL does!
Zhao Yunlan’s blood went cold. “I’ve never seen someone add a top bunk to a huge communal bed. It’s way too cramped here. If we squish in with them, will they complain to property management? “It’s true that there are certain taboos here.” Wang Zheng paused. “I’ll go and tell them. As long as we carry out the correct rituals, it shouldn’t be a problem if we stay here for a night.”
Ha! I love how ZYL puts it, and how he and Wang Zheng talk about the same thing in completely different language.
Hearing that made Guo Changcheng think of someone else: the Soul-Executing Emissary. Wasn’t he also respected but feared by everyone? Other than Zhao Yunlan, no one dared speak an unnecessary word to him.
Ooh, I love GCC being perceptive like that. :D
Are you menopausal or something?
??? How does that even work as an insult? *baffled*
In the face of what looked like horrible danger, Guo Changcheng honestly thought it was quite safe. The poor kid had a lot of blind faith in his colleagues.
AWWW. :D
ETA: I forgot to say - at the end of chapter 20 Lin Jing is described as a "fake monk" (same in Chinese, 假和尚). I took it to be meant metaphorically, not that he's literally faking being a monk, but I don't remember a thing about his novel background ...
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He seems like he knows what he's doing later when he tapes up the gaps in the windows and such, so I assume he had a plan that the presence of the SID disrupted.
Would you like to camp out in the little stone house with the SID and Shen Wei and his students?
No. Everything else aside, I don't like being cold.
Do you find Xiao Guo's confidence in his colleagues as relatable as his earlier anxiety?
Idk about relatable, but I think it's grea that he can stay calm because he trusts them that much!
Some more notes:
What could possibly happen to him under my watch?
♥ ♥ ♥
For a second, Shen Wei nearly forgot himself. His hands instinctively clenched into fists as a terrible ruthlessness flooded the darkness of his eyes. The snowy ground began to boil under the weight of his gaze. The thing lurking below was on the verge of bursting to the surface…
But then a voice suddenly rang out behind him. “Didn’t I tell you to wait in the car? Why are you out here?”
Shen Wei twitched. The murderous intent in his eyes evaporated, leaving him looking a little lost.
I love these little moments where Shen Wei's hidden self comes through! But what happened to the thing under the surface when ZYL appeared?
“Is your birth chart jinxed?” he asked. “How come you always run into things like these?”
LOL! But he's forgetting that Shen Wei supposedly doesn't remember previous events – Zhao Yunlan wiped his memory, after all.
Shen Wei, who had always had an eye for details, noticed that there suddenly seemed to be an extra person among them.
Nice and creepy! Poor Wang Zheng, having to walk around in a sex doll.
Then he pulled up the zipper and pressed on the pendant hanging at his collarbone. It emitted a faint warmth that stood out clearly against the endless ice and snow.
It was so terribly faint, but it offered so much comfort.
AWWWW. ♥
“Director Zhao, Daqing wants you to know that there’s something buried in this yard.”
I have questions! How does Wang Zheng know what Daqing means? Why is she translating for him?
He turned back to look at the shivering students at the gate, then bent down and touched Zhao Yunlan’s arm. “Bury it for now,” he said quietly. “Don’t make a big deal of it.”
And ZYL does!
Zhao Yunlan’s blood went cold. “I’ve never seen someone add a top bunk to a huge communal bed. It’s way too cramped here. If we squish in with them, will they complain to property management?
“It’s true that there are certain taboos here.” Wang Zheng paused. “I’ll go and tell them. As long as we carry out the correct rituals, it shouldn’t be a problem if we stay here for a night.”
Ha! I love how ZYL puts it, and how he and Wang Zheng talk about the same thing in completely different language.
Hearing that made Guo Changcheng think of someone else: the Soul-Executing Emissary. Wasn’t he also respected but feared by everyone? Other than Zhao Yunlan, no one dared speak an unnecessary word to him.
Ooh, I love GCC being perceptive like that. :D
Are you menopausal or something?
??? How does that even work as an insult? *baffled*
In the face of what looked like horrible danger, Guo Changcheng honestly thought it was quite safe. The poor kid had a lot of blind faith in his colleagues.
AWWW. :D
ETA: I forgot to say - at the end of chapter 20 Lin Jing is described as a "fake monk" (same in Chinese, 假和尚). I took it to be meant metaphorically, not that he's literally faking being a monk, but I don't remember a thing about his novel background ...