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.

same time, I boldly pay

and I aren’t hypocritical friends who insist on footing the

of the month. Finances are always a little tight during

bottle of Coke.” It only took this long before Peng Deng

up

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

can ask me, his gaze suddenly stops on

makes a strange

it to me. You know that he has many girlfriends.” I understand what Peng Deng

Peng Deng turns his attention back to his phone

of my rented apartment

is only six stories,

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

walk over involuntarily and

a postcard lying quietly

I know that she was the one who

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

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

seconds

as graceful handwriting

is the famous

take a look. The pillars and walls that are

feel that strange sense of

put away the

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

they often cook by themselves and invite me to

to stay with Peng Deng when the

prerequisite is that he

to the window of the guest room. I peek out and look outside, considering

the rain has stopped, the sky is already dark and there aren’t

the building with the small supermarket. I think

It’s only three stories.

plenty of stores on the first floor. There are hairdressers, eateries,

protective color and take my keys and phone. I arrive at a

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

of stairs to the other. It greatly improved

I take a deep breath,

is very slippery. How

I’ll die a societal death if everyone

three stories. There was nothing wrong

raise my middle finger at myself

leap up and adjust

normal. The wind turns into a blanket, holding me

of slowness is only relative. I still quickly land on the ground steadily, without wobbling

feel like a