Deep breaths, deep breaths!
Pursuing a career through gaming, right?
How could I let romance distract !
Gotta make a million first, pay a down paynt, get a suburban house!
Life will get better and better.
Sister Jin is out of reach, but it’s worth considering a relationship with a recent graduate, or those junior sisters who are still studying.
However, everything has to start with playing the ga well and making money from it.
When I get ho, I’ll check the gold prices and see if they’ve dropped, so I can decide whether to sell so more.
While Fang Yu was caught up in his thoughts, Xiao Jin just stood silently beside him.
Simply standing by Fang Yu’s side, she felt enough peace and contentnt.
Suddenly, a mournful dirge and the sound of gongs echoed from a distance.
Then a long white procession appeared, approaching from afar.
In the front row, everyone wore white mourning clothes; so carried a coffin, others held up portraits.
It was Uncle Zhou and Uncle Wang in the portraits.
As the procession passed by, soone with sharp eyes recognized Fang Yu and Xiao Jin and nodded slightly to them.
Soone from the procession handed Fang Yu and Xiao Jin each a towel.
They tied the towels around their arms and waited for the mourners to pass.
Following behind ca variously dressed friends and relatives who had been close to Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhou.
Fang Yu and Xiao Jin then rged into the procession.
Just as they joined, they overheard the low conversations of the people around.
"Lao Zhou died tragic!"
"They say it was the son-in-law he took in who killed him."
"That’s why taking in a son-in-law is no good. I did warn Lao Zhou, oh well!"
"Lao Zhou has doted on his daughter for days on end, what could he do if she was determined to marry?"
"It’s all karma, all karma, it’s fate, Amitabha, may the Buddha bless my family to live safely and reach a ripe old age..."
And the chatter continued.
Fang Yu didn’t pay it much mind.
The elderly always need sothing to believe in.
If you talk about fate, that’s going a bit too far.
He’d heard that the son-in-law would be released in a couple of days, but he didn’t know the final outco.
Luckily, aside from an estranged father, he had no other family to worry about, so no household squabbles to deal with.
"Uncle Zhou, may you rest in peace. I’ll visit you every year, don’t worry."
After silently paying his respects, Fang Yu focused on following the procession.
The procession was long, so parts traversing the main roads.
Fortunately, the vehicles, upon seeing a funeral, all respectfully stopped to give way.
People generally still have good manners and usually avoid getting involved with funerary matters, not wanting any trouble.
Maybe out of boredom, while waiting for the traffic light, Xiao Jin suddenly asked.
"Fang Yu, how’s the gaming going recently?"
To Fang Yu’s knowledge, Sister Jin was not soone who liked to ga.
She was even from a different world than a hobody like him.
Sister Jin was the type to arrange outings with her besties to go shopping, eat, and enjoy life to the fullest.
Asking about his gaming must an she was quite bored.
Fang Yu thought it over and replied.
"Not bad, made a little money. If all goes well, by the end of the month, I’ll treat Sister Jin to a great al!"
Landlords like Sister Jin, who don’t evict tenants even after ten months of overdue rent, are hard to find anywhere.
Although he didn’t say much, Fang Yu was truly grateful in his heart.
During those difficult tis, Uncle Zhou’s help was one thing; but Sister Jin not kicking him out to sleep under a bridge in the freezing cold was also crucial.
Everyone has their downfalls, but as long as you’re alive, there’s always a chance to turn things around.
It’s not quite a fish flipping back over yet, but at least there’s so wiggle room. Fang Yu hasn’t forgotten his gratitude.
As long as he avoids those frightfully expensive restaurants with thousands per person, he could afford one of the higher-end places for a few hundred or a thousand.
"Treating to dinner?"
Qi Xiaojin blinked her eyes that seed to sparkle, her lips continually curling into a smile.
Is this... a date?
"Sure, it’s a deal then. You pick the restaurant."
"Just a heads-up, I quite enjoy candlelit dinners."
Dinner with Fang Yu in a romantic atmosphere... an experience she’s never had before.
Qi Xiaojin was looking forward to it.
But she didn’t notice that Fang Yu’s expression had slightly changed.
Candlelit dinner... those Western als are expensive!
The nas of Western-style restaurants that quickly flashed through his mind were buffet places charging a couple of hundred per person.
There were those steak and pasta places for children and families where three to five hundred would leave you quite satisfied.
But when it cos to dinners that could be labeled as candlelit...
Blank.
His knowledge database ca up empty.
Should he order wine? Do they need red tablecloths? If they want a night view, does that an they should book a high-rise restaurant with a window seat?
Thinking of these things, Fang Yu felt overwheld. Sohow, it seed like the budget wouldn’t be enough.
Maybe... book a slightly upscale Western-style buffet?
Fang Yu scratched his head and felt troubled.
No choice, he was poor.
Even with money, so things just aren’t worth the splurge.
Tens of thousands for a al, he couldn’t afford that.
He sneakily glanced at Sister Jin, but imdiately got caught.
Fang Yu was a bit panicked, yet Sister Jin was completely unfazed.
"What’s up?"
"Nothing, nothing."
"The light’s about to turn green."
"Yeah, yeah."
And that was it.
The two didn’t seem to have much in common to talk about.
Qi Xiaojin, on the other hand, had a lot to say to Fang Yu.
But those topics, those contents, were all in the future.
Their shared mories were built after those events.
And in this current world, before the apocalypse had arrived, Xiao Jin didn’t even know Fang Yu’s food preferences.
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