Lord of the Mysteries

Upon hearing my reply, Peng Deng lowered his head again. As he looks at his phone, he feeds himself and casually asks, “What else is there after work?

“Don’t you work overtime if something’s up?”

Good question… I lean the umbrella and seriously think of an excuse.

Peng Deng is a typical smartphone zombie who doesn’t even focus on eating. Most of his attention is on his cell phone, but he’s actually a very sharp person. He’s good at capturing details and can always easily see through my lies.

Of course, most of those lies were a product of not putting enough thought into it. They’re more like jokes.

I can’t tell him that I’m trying to jump off a building, right? After some thought, I rap the table.

“My boss wants me to pick up a foreign guest at the airport tomorrow.

“And he’ll only give me the details at night. I’ll have to make some preparations. I need to practice my accent and contact a driver to confirm the schedule. It’s plenty of work.”

“Yeah, yeah…” Peng Deng takes a bite of rice and the meat shreds before swallowing it.

Then, he asks with a smile, “The Casanova boss you mentioned before?”

“I never said that.” I outright deny Peng Deng’s claim.

When he looked up at me, I smiled.

“I said he fooled around.

“You mustn’t make mistakes when passing judgment.”

“Tch.” Peng Deng replies before looking down at his phone.

Before long, the dishes I ordered are served. One is stir-fried sliced beef, and the other is tomato fried egg soup.

The oil on the former glistened, and the aroma of celery perfectly fused with the beef’s aroma. The meat was very tender, and its juices were salty, but not excessive. The sauce was filled with flavors, and with just one plate of this meat, I could finish it with three bowls of rice.

The tomato fried egg soup is part of Sichuan cuisine. Lard is used first. After it’s heated up, beaten eggs with water and salt are added to the mix until it’s completely cooked.

This way, the fried eggs would be fluffier, and there will be a certain level of saltiness to it. Following that, water and processed tomatoes are put in, along with a few green vegetables.

Finally, the soup will have the obvious fragrance of oil and eggs, mixed with the sweet and sourness of tomatoes. The freshness of the green vegetables make the soup have the delight of a meat soup, but without the cloyed taste at all.

Just as I drink a bowl of delicious egg soup, the boss walks over with a bowl of rice and a bottle of cold Coke.

“Ice Cock.” I can’t help laughing inwardly as I heard his accent.

Considering that I have to “jump off a building” later, it wouldn’t be good to eat too much. I ultimately only have two bowls of rice. Of course, I definitely wouldn’t waste the meat and eggs.

At this moment, Peng Deng still has a third of his food left.

“Don’t use your phone while eating; don’t eat while using your phone.” I stand up and give him a heartfelt lecture.

I boldly pay only for

I aren’t hypocritical friends

end of the month. Finances are always

me a bottle of Coke.” It only

eating.” I pick up the umbrella leaning

of Coke. “Something good

gaze suddenly stops on the umbrella with the rabbit ears

makes

me. You know that he has many girlfriends.” I understand what

his attention back to

old compound of my rented apartment after leaving the

building is only six

pass the entrance to the first floor, I catch

walk over involuntarily and open the letterbox that belongs

a postcard

without looking, I know that she

me and Peng

family background is good, and she often travels. From time to time, she’ll send local specialties or postcards to friends

for two seconds

indeed familiar as graceful handwriting is plastered

the famous Sedlec

and walls that are lined with

I feel that strange sense of

head, I put away the postcard

It has a history of at least 20 years. I live in a guest room, and a young couple lives in the

hygiene, but they often cook by themselves and invite me to eat together. The only problem is that

to stay with Peng Deng when

prerequisite is that he hasn’t

down the umbrella, I go to the window of the guest room. I peek out and look

sky is already dark and

with the small supermarket. I think it’s better to be safe

It’s only three stories.

old, and it has a large population. Hence, there are plenty of stores on the first floor. There are hairdressers, eateries, as well as grocery stores and repair shops. One doesn’t even need to leave the compound to have

and

up the stairs to the rooftop. Looking at the height,

I headed downstairs just now, I tried to jump from one flight of stairs to the other. It

no one below me, I take a deep breath, climb over the railing fence,

road is very

die a societal death if everyone misunderstands this as me attempting

wrong with the feeling

I raise my middle

leap up

than normal. The wind turns into a blanket,

on the ground steadily, without wobbling or splashing up

I feel like a sharp