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.

boldly pay only

aren’t hypocritical friends who insist

it’s the end of the month. Finances are always a little tight during this time of the

didn’t even give me a bottle of Coke.” It only took this long

eating.” I pick up the umbrella leaning

a bottle of

he can ask me, his gaze suddenly stops on

He makes

know that he

Deng turns his attention back to his

compound of my

is only six

to the first floor, I catch a glimpse of

walk over involuntarily and open the letterbox that

postcard lying quietly

she was the one who

a middle school classmate and high school classmate with me and Peng Deng. She later went overseas for

time to time, she’ll send

for two seconds before picking up

familiar as

famous Sedlec

a look. The pillars and walls that are lined with skulls make me feel

feel that strange

head, I put away the postcard and

old apartment with two bedrooms and one bathroom. It has a history of at least 20 years. I live in

have a sense of hygiene, but they often cook by themselves and invite

to move to stay with Peng

prerequisite is that he hasn’t

window of the guest room.

the sky is already dark and there aren’t

the building with the small supermarket. I think

It’s only three stories.

are hairdressers, eateries, as well as grocery stores and repair shops. One doesn’t even need to leave the compound

black clothes as a protective color and take my keys and phone. I arrive at a small supermarket

up the stairs to the rooftop. Looking

one flight of stairs to the other. It greatly improved my confidence

deep breath, climb over the railing fence, and

is very slippery. How about

and get sent to the hospital, I’ll die a societal death if everyone misunderstands

nothing wrong with the feeling I

some random thought, I raise my middle finger at myself and

tremble, I leap up

slower than normal. The

is only relative. I still quickly land on the ground steadily, without wobbling or splashing up the muddy

that moment, I feel like a

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