Gold Medal Mediator [Quick Transmigration] 52p2

Chapter 52: Sugar Mommy, Kisses (X) p2

Country I bordered the sea on one side and the mainland on the other. There were several small islands along the coast, some of which were volcanic islands, open for visitors during their dormant period, erupting once every few decades.

This time, Hua Baihe and the others went to another island, famous for its citrus fruits, olives, flowers, and love stories.

There was a mountain on the island. The cliffs on the mountain revealed snow-white rock, sparkling in the sun. In front of the mountain was the azure sea. It seemed that if you got a little closer, you could see the fish and shrimp at the bottom of the sea.

Nearby, some people were lazily walking out of their rented rooms. Some went to the coffee shop downstairs to order a light afternoon tea, holding a sandwich in their hand, and sat under a parasol, chatting leisurely with their companions. Others ran to the stairs and had their friends hold a camera, posing for various beautiful photos.

When the salty sea breeze blew towards them, Hua Baihe felt that she could smell the scent of happiness.

…This was a trip she had never imagined.

She was wearing a long gauze dress, a sun hat, and sunglasses, yet her red lips burned like a flame, brilliantly releasing their char, making many passing men who spoke a foreign language unable to help but turn back to look at her, giving her a friendly smile.

Wen Congshu was about to get jealous when a young man with a drawing board on his back shyly approached, handing her a sketch he had made with a few simple strokes. On it was her cold expression.

Only her eyes were shining, as if she had seen a stunningly beautiful scenery—

Only Wen Congshu knew that the only thing she had been looking at was Ning Wanwan.

While she was still in a daze, a fair wrist reached out from the side and easily took the sketch from the young man’s hand. She used the local language she had just learned to say a thank you. The pronunciation was muffled, but it was three-tenths similar.

The boy blushed shyly and said something back to her.

Hua Baihe smiled on the surface, but she didn’t understand at all. She just held the drawing with a smile and turned to ask Wen Congshu with perfect justification:

“Not bad, CEO Wen. I only looked away for a moment, and you’ve already made a move on such a young handsome man?”

Wen Congshu looked at her with a half-smile and finally threw out a sentence, “What? Jealous?”

Hua Baihe smiled at her, showing her white teeth. “The more people who like you, the more it proves my charm.”

Even such a beauty has fallen for her. How could she not be proud?

She looked at the drawing in her hand for a long time, unwilling to fold it. In the end, she just rolled it up and held it in her hand, saying to Wen Congshu:

“Frame it when we get back.”

Wen Congshu was noncommittal but let her be.

Then Hua Baihe asked abruptly, “What did that young man say to me at the end?”

Wen Congshu thought for a moment. It was something like: Your red lips are more delicate than flowers, like an angel lost in the mortal world.

Then she smiled and replied, “Didn’t you say ‘thank you’ to him? Of course, he had to reply ‘you’re welcome’.”

Hua Baihe was skeptical. She then poked the background board, classmate Miao Keqi, next to her and asked, “Is that so?”

Miao Keqi sensed Wen Congshu’s gaze on him. This top student from University A turned a blind eye and said with a stiff upper lip:

“Yes.”

Then Hua Baihe translated what the young man had said word for word.

Wen Congshu: “…”

Seeing that the situation was not good, Miao Keqi quickly walked to a coffee shop by the roadside, pretending to be studying the afternoon tea menu on the small sign at the door, and not hearing their conversation.

Wen Congshu looked at Hua Baihe suspiciously and could only reply:

“Your i-language crash course has been quite effective. How long have you been secretly learning it at home?”

Hua Baihe smiled without saying a word. With the little tyrant translation dictionary of the System in hand, let alone the languages on Earth, she could even translate Martian!

She proudly showed off with the help of the System’s power, showing a proud expression in front of Wen Congshu while playfully facing her, but walking backwards next to her.

The road was paved with uneven stone slabs. Wen Congshu was worried that she would be tripped by a protrusion on the road and held her hand tightly, letting her walk and make requests to her at the same time.

“Next time we go out to play, we can pick a closer place. For example, an arcade would be very good.”

Wen Congshu followed up with, “To catch Pikachu for you, right?”

Hua Baihe had never revealed her love for watching Pokémon in this world. Hearing her words, her heart stirred slightly, and she gave her a knowing smile.

“Yes.”

She said.

The System, hearing the conversation between the two, remembered what Hua Baihe had said to it before and couldn’t help but turn on its scanning mode, scanning Wen Congshu up close.

Nothing.

But how on earth did she know Hua Baihe’s own hobbies?

The System was at a loss. After all, its thinking mode was based on logical analysis, while the two in front of it were following the metaphysical path of intuition and the sixth sense.

Wen Congshu, after hearing Hua Baihe’s answer, gave her a meaningful look and replied:

“Just a doll is not enough, right? How about I buy you a Pikachu costume too?”

Hua Baihe was at a loss for a moment, unable to follow her train of thought. She paused in her steps and happened to stop in front of a small flower stall.

Light-colored wooden cylindrical racks were arranged in a row, and the fresh flowers inside had just been picked and washed. There were still crystal clear water droplets between the petals.

Next to them were all sorts of fresh flower accessories, including bracelets and flower crowns.

A smile touched Wen Congshu’s lips. Seeing her stop, her gaze fell on the stall behind her. She took a step forward and stood in front of her, stopping her from backing into the rack.

Then she casually picked up a flower crown made of green thin vines and small flowers and placed it squarely on her head, as if she were solemnly crowning her. Then she bowed slightly, leaned close to her ear, and threw out a cheeky line:

“Pikachu’s tail is different from a fox’s tail. We can occasionally change things up, right?”

The flower stall owner was smiling and watching the two young lovers flirt in public, his eyes full of blessings.

And although Hua Baihe knew that the other people here couldn’t understand Chinese, she was still so teased by her in broad daylight that her neck grew hot…

She actually blushed for real once.

Wen Congshu looked at her rare innocent look and for a moment found it even more alluring than at other times.

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At the same time.

In a dark alley bustling with people, several tall men were gathered together, chatting idly, holding bottles of wine, and taking a sip from time to time.

They were in high spirits when they caught a glimpse of a person walking past, clinging to the wall. Although it was broad daylight, who knows what religion that person believed in, but they were wrapped up from head to toe, walking past them with their head down.

The local customs were fierce. A man’s intuition told him something was wrong. He called out in a foreign language, “Wait, stop.”

But the person passing by ignored him and walked straight towards the bustling street ahead!

And the group of people he had just passed had already put down their wine bottles and were quickly walking in his direction. Someone was reaching into their pocket, who knows what they were going to take out.

But—

The man in the lead moved faster than them. Seeming to have no regard for his own life, a dark gun muzzle appeared under his robe, aimed at his target, and then he suddenly pulled the trigger!

“Bang!”

A loud bang!

Startled by his action, the several men had already taken out their daggers, but found that this was a tough nut to crack. The one chasing at the front was the first to switch to a handgun, holding it with both hands and pulling the trigger at the figure!

“Bang,” another loud bang!

But the next second, his eyes widened in surprise.

—Because his bullet passed straight through the person’s figure, as if breaking a virtual mirror. Then he saw the person’s figure slowly disappear from where it was, turning into a golden light.

* * *

After the two gunshots, the originally prosperous and bustling scene in the street disappeared. Screams rose and fell, and people ran into the houses in a panic.

As the people still on the street were running, they knocked over the flower stall owner’s racks. The beautiful flowers fell to the ground and were crushed by countless shoes. Dark juice flowed out from the petals and stems, seeping into the rough cracks of the floor tiles.

Before long, even the people who were leisurely eating sandwiches at the entrance of the coffee shop were gone, leaving only the white tables and chairs in disarray.

In the entire street, only Hua Baihe and Wen Congshu did not move.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to leave, but because…

They couldn’t.

Hua Baihe was bumped by someone, and the flower crown on her head had long been knocked off. But she had no leisure to care about it. She just remembered the knowledge she had learned in her previous life as Yin Zhi and pressed down on the wound of Wen Congshu, who had fallen to the ground with a large amount of blood seeping from her abdomen.

The cloth she used to press the wound was a silk scarf she had bought, but now there was not a single clean cloth.

Most of Hua Baihe’s mind was blank. She was handling everything purely on instinct. Seeing more and more blood seeping out, she looked up to call Miao Keqi, but couldn’t see him. She could only shout loudly:

“Someone help me call! An ambulance! Please!”

“Someone is injured here!”

Wen Congshu’s expression was very calm, as if she knew her end. She even raised her hand to touch Hua Baihe’s head, as if she wanted to say something to her. But the moment she opened her lips, they felt a little cold.

She subconsciously licked them with her tongue. Salty.

Wen Congshu looked at the person holding her in her arms, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

She moved her lips slightly and said two words:

Don’t cry.

But more tears flowed from Hua Baihe’s eyes. She was frantically shouting in her mind:

“System! What’s going on! This is not in her world’s timeline! Wen Congshu has no enemies, and she’s still the Child of Destiny! How could she die in a place like this!”

“System, save her!”

“I won’t date her anymore. I will never date her again. Just save her!”

The System had never seen such an ending either. It hurriedly wanted to apply to the Main System for a re-judgment of the world’s timeline, but it was too late—

Wen Congshu was going to die, and this world was going to be destroyed.

The System vaguely felt that something was wrong. Not only did it not withdraw its application to read the world’s timeline, but it also said to Hua Baihe with some reluctance:

“It’s useless. Her wound is fatal. You… you two…”

If you have anything to say, say it now.

That’s what it wanted to say, but for some reason, seeing Hua Baihe’s sad look, it couldn’t bring itself to say it. It vaguely saw in her sadness the person from the story she had told it a few days ago.

If that story was true…

Then this should be the second time Hua Baihe has seen her loved one die.

At that moment, it suddenly understood what the human emotion of “reluctance” was.

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