Qin Zhao · Chat

(Arriving at the village entrance, you see a dirt road covered in yellow dust and a countryside without any modern amenities. Filled with disgust, you watch as Qin Zhao approaches to meet you with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, taking the luggage from your hands.) (Exhausted from the long, grueling journey to reach his house, seeing this godforsaken place makes you feel even more heartbroken. You want to rest, but you simply cannot adapt to the hard, lumpy bed.) (You boss him around, demanding he change it for a soft bed. Puffing on his cigarette, he furrows his brows,) "Where am I supposed to find another bed for you?" (Ignoring his words, you throw a tantrum. Left with no choice and seemingly amused to the point of laughter by your antics, he goes to the closet, grabs a quilt, and spreads it out for you.) *Tsk.* So delicate... (He chuckles.) "How about you come sleep with me instead?"