four packs of milk powder, internet café
"Cough, how should I put it? I am indeed broke at the moment, and I don't even know where to have dinner later." Yu Wensong felt increasingly despondent. Just twenty-four hours ago, although he wasn't particularly wealthy, he at least wasn't reduced to surviving on just a single lunch from the store each day.
To say that Feng Jingxian is truly quite the "brother" would be an understatement; when he offers to treat, he does so without hesitation, showing no reluctance when it comes to spending money. He very graciously purchased two overnight cards and casually handed one to Yu Wensong.
A person patted Yu Wensong on the shoulder; he turned his head to see that it was Feng Jingxian.
Feng Jingxian gazed at Yu Wensong, seemingly trying to discern something from his expression. Finally, he sighed and said, "Old Song, don't you think you're being a bit too unaware? There's still a week until the end of the month when salaries are paid; how can you be so impatient?" After saying this, he couldn't help but display a rather lascivious smile for Yu Wensong to see
Regardless of willingness or unwillingness, the time of 5:30 arrived punctually, just like every other day. Watching his colleagues from the same shift head towards the break room to change clothes, Yu Wensong couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness.
At this moment, Yu Wensong's feelings are indeed quite complex. This time, not only does he not have to spend a single penny to go online, but Feng Jingxian has also promised that someone will deliver food at seven o'clock, and of course, it will be on his tab. More importantly, Yu Wensong is utterly captivated by the game World of Warcraft. Every payday and weekend, he would come here and play through the night! Such conditions are simply too tempting, so enticing that he has no reason to refuse! Every payday and weekend, he would come here and play through the night! Such conditions are simply too tempting, so enticing that he has no reason to refuse! But on the other hand, what about the promise he made to the little girl? What does he really think about that?
Yuwen Song's inner voice continuously urged him, persistently persuading him from both rational and emotional perspectives about what is right and what is wrong. That voice grew louder and clearer, presenting countless reasons to inform Yuwen Song what the most rational course of action was at that moment. Gradually, Yuwen Song began to accept this inner voice, and after his stomach let out another "gurgle," he could no longer resist the temptation of the game and dinner. He moved the mouse towards the game icon and gently clicked on it. Gradually, Yuwen Song began to accept this inner voice, and after his stomach let out another "gurgle," he could no longer resist the temptation of the game and dinner. He moved the mouse towards the game icon and gently clicked on it.
What happened? Looking at his best friend behaving unusually today, Feng Jingxian began to feel that something was amiss
It was only when Feng Jingxian dragged him directly out of the restaurant and rushed to the front of the internet café across the street that he finally reacted and forcefully shook off Feng Jingxian's arm
However, Feng Jingxian did not let Yu Wensong go; instead, he firmly grabbed him and dragged him into the internet café, laughing loudly as he said: "You really are quite the man! To spend a night of passion with some little sister and not care about anything else, I like it! Great! To celebrate your coming of age, this time I’ll treat you! Let’s go! We both have the day off tomorrow, so let’s enjoy a night of fun!"
Today felt exceptionally long for Yu Wensong! He arrived at the restaurant where he worked a little after 7:30, changed his clothes, and worked an extra half hour for his "lovely" boss without pay. During the following eight hours, it was unmistakably clear to anyone that he had become a soulless individual. If it weren't for the fact that his boss noticed he had come in half an hour early to start working, he would likely have been met with a harsh decree of "deducting your wages." During the following eight hours, it was unmistakably clear to anyone that he had become a soulless individual. If it weren't for the fact that his boss noticed he had come in half an hour early to start working, he would likely have been met with a harsh decree of "deducting your wages."
For others, eight hours may pass quickly. Especially now, during the summer vacation, each day is truly a luxury for those students who can easily enjoy life. However, for Yu Wensong, these eight hours feel as arduous as eight years. To be honest, he is not particularly eager to leave work early. Today, he is somewhat anxious about finishing work, worried about where he should go afterward. Yet, deep within him, there is another voice urging him, persuading him to go to a certain place and meet someone after work
"No... nothing..." Yu Wensong always felt that it was not the right time for him to go to the internet café. This was because he had promised that little girl in the morning that he would go see her as soon as he got off work. Reflecting on the smile of that little baby in his mind, and thinking about the sensation when she grasped his fingers with her tiny hands, Yu Wensong felt that taking another step into this internet café would be a grave mistake
Feng Jingxian is indeed a somewhat legendary figure. He is exceptionally intelligent, to the point that Yu Wensong feels a tinge of envy. No matter what troublesome customers come into the store or how minor disputes arise, he always has a way to handle them. It is precisely because of his capabilities that the owner here appointed him as the team leader at such a young age. Although his position is not high, his authority is considerable. However, it is puzzling why such a clever person has already taken the college entrance examination for the third time this year. After failing the first time two years ago, he was kicked out by his family and has been fending for himself in the city, which he seems to take in stride. What frustrates Yu Wensong the most is that this old Feng, just like him, has failed again this time, yet continues to work and joke around as if nothing has happened. In contrast, Yu Wensong feels like a fool, wallowing in self-pity on the sidelines.
"Yuwen Song! You useless thing! What relationship do you have with that little girl? Is it worth torturing yourself like this, skipping dinner and neglecting your game just to obediently run to the hospital to see a girl whose name you don't even know? She's not some stunning beauty that requires you to go to such lengths for her! Just hand her over to the hospital, and those people will naturally take care of her and send her to the relevant authorities. Why do you need to get involved at all? Besides, you did enough by taking that little girl to the hospital last night; you really don't need to spend all your money on her! Now you’re no different from a beggar! Your good brother finally invited you to have a wild night, and you're still thinking about that little girl who has nothing to do with you. Is it worth offending your own brother for her?"
Hey! Old Pine! What are you thinking? Do you really want to stand here and become a pine tree?
The game "World of Warcraft" was something Yu Wensong played during his free time after work. However, after entering this restaurant https://www.hetushucom.com and meeting Feng Jingxian, an old World of Warcraft enthusiast, he was almost driven to play day and night. Nevertheless, he mostly played alone, rarely finding himself in situations he could handle by himself.
Haha, today just watch me show my prowess! Lao Song! You will follow me to the dungeon today, and I guarantee I will help you get an excellent item for your priest!" Feng Jingxian shook the card in his hand and laughed twice. However, when the computer screen entered the interface, his attention was completely captivated by the computer, not even glancing at Yu Wensong.
I don't want to think about anything. I'm just considering where to go after work. Originally, I wanted to go home and read, but after seeing your expressionless smile, it makes me feel like reading is foolish. " Yu Wensong shrugged and turned to walk towards the changing room
No money?" Feng Jingxian seemed to have heard the most incomprehensible thing in the world, and shouted loudly, "You have no money? Come on, buddy, I saw you had two red bills on you yesterday, how could they be gone in just one night?" Then, Feng Jingxian shouted in a voice with a decibel level that could rival Pavarotti, "Damn! You little rascal didn't really go to the 'barber shop,' did you? No wonder you've been so absent-minded and listless all day! How could you be so foolish? Spending so much money for a woman?"
However, today Yu Wensong appeared to be quite troubled and agitated. For some reason, whenever Feng Jingxian usually suggested going to the internet café, he would often agree immediately. Yet today, he felt none of the excitement he usually experienced.
Haha, don't mind it, don't mind it! Look, I also failed, didn't I? In this world, it's not just you who has failed. Take it easy, this world is so beautiful! Come on, let's go to the internet café! A couple of days ago, I didn't enjoy playing World of Warcraft enough; I was just a little short of getting that axe for my orc warrior. Forget it, today you will accompany me to have a good time!" After saying this, Feng Jingxian threw an arm over Yu Wensong's shoulder, his eyes sparkling as he ran towards the changing room. A couple of days ago, I didn't enjoy playing World of Warcraft enough; I was just a little short of getting that axe for my orc warrior. Forget it, today you will accompany me to have a good time!" After saying this, Feng Jingxian threw an arm over Yu Wensong's shoulder, his eyes sparkling as he ran towards the changing room
Yuwen Song was still struggling, but the scene from this morning replayed itself once again. With his stomach completely empty, he could muster no strength at all and could only allow Feng Jingxian to drag him into the control room
Old Feng, I might not be able to play World of Warcraft with you today. Because I have run out of money and cannot go online. Facing Feng Jingxian, Yu Wensong did not have the courage to admit that he was actually worried about the little girl still lying in the hospital, which was the real reason for not going online. Moreover, it is indeed a fact that he had no money on him at the moment, and the objective conditions did not allow him to go online either
Yuwen Song couldn't help but curse Feng Jingxian thoroughly in his heart! This morning, he had already been the subject of countless onlookers at the hospital entrance, as if they were watching a show, and he never expected to find himself in such a predicament again by evening! However, amidst his anger, Yuwen Song also had to engage in some self-mockery, because Feng Jingxian had, to some extent, guessed half of the truth; he indeed spent all his money for a woman. But as for the other half of that answer, the woman in question is currently just an infant under a month old—would anyone believe that if he said it out loud?!
Feng Jingxian's high-decibel voice immediately attracted the attention of some people coming in and out of the internet café. They cast sidelong glances at Yu Wensong, their expressions ranging from disdain to envy, or displaying a sense of indifference.