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.

time, I boldly

friends

month. Finances are always a little tight during this time of

me a bottle of Coke.” It only took this long

pick up

of buying a bottle of Coke. “Something good happened to you? Or are

ask me, his gaze suddenly stops on the umbrella

makes

know that he has

his attention back to his phone

enter the old compound of my rented apartment after leaving the

building is only six stories, so there aren’t

I pass the entrance to the first floor, I catch a glimpse of the mailbox through

walk over involuntarily and open

postcard lying

I know that she was the one who

was a middle school classmate and high school classmate with me and Peng Deng.

good, and she often travels. From time to time,

seconds before picking

is indeed familiar as graceful handwriting is plastered across

is the famous

the postcard and take a look. The pillars and walls that are lined with skulls make me

that strange sense of

away the postcard

at least 20 years. I live in

people. Not only do they have a sense of hygiene, but they often cook by themselves and invite me to eat together. The only problem is that they quarrel at least twice a week. It’s

move to stay with Peng

he

the window of the guest room. I peek

stopped, the sky is already

small supermarket. I

It’s only three stories.

the first floor. There are hairdressers, eateries, as well as grocery stores and repair shops.

keys and phone. I arrive at a small supermarket after circling the compound

rooftop.

tried to jump from one flight of stairs

deep breath,

raining and the road is very slippery. How

hospital, I’ll die a

wrong with

random thought, I raise my

I leap up and

than normal. The wind turns into a blanket, holding me up

I still quickly land on the ground steadily, without wobbling or splashing up the muddy

moment, I feel