Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling Chapter 31 - 33: Spirited Guy

"Alright, let’s begin the next story."

As Su Nian spoke, she released another fortune bag.

The red icon pulsed on the screen, and soon, countless people were frantically tapping away.

But the result was already in.

[Congratulations to General Zhang for grabbing the fortune bag.]

[General Zhang?]

The netizens were a bit confused.

That is, until General Zhang appeared on the screen.

He had a sharp bowl cut, a gaudy full-sleeve tattoo, skinny jeans, and a pair of driving loafers.

The viewers were stunned. Judging by his look, they were half-afraid he’d break into a cringey dance at the slightest provocation.

[Whoa, a living, breathing ’spiritual youth’?]

[What a rare sight!]

[Snapping a pic to prove I was here...]

[What century is this? How can anyone still be this tacky!]

All sorts of comnts filled the screen, but the skinny young man just gave a hearty laugh and casually shook his head.

[Nice, full of spirit!]

[Beneath that wild exterior lies 70% swagger and 30% street.]

[General Zhang never signs surrender docunts... because he’s illiterate!]

[The mont I saw the driving loafers, I knew it was too late for our pretty strear to back out now.]

The viewers were all teasing him. In their minds, weren’t these ’spiritual youths’ the type to just shake their heads all the ti and then threaten to ’keep it real’ with people at the drop of a hat?

But Su Nian frowned. She could see a dense black qi clinging to General Zhang’s face.

The black qi had already stained his features, thick with the aura of death. ’This boy is going to die today!’

The boy didn’t get angry at the bullet comnts. Instead, he perford the ’spiritual youth’s’ signature move: shaking his head.

"Hi everyone, my na is Zhang Yu."

[Actually, this ’spiritual youth’ seems pretty normal.]

[Right? At least his na is normal.]

After introducing himself, he fell silent again, lowering his head to tap sothing out on his phone.

On the stream, they could see that the phone’s screen was shattered, but Zhang Yu still handled it with great care, cautiously writing out characters with his finger.

[LMAO, how broke is this guy?]

[This reminds of that thing where people pay for bubble tea with a bit of cash and the rest on their phone.]

[And that’s not all, they even have to call a friend to send them one more yuan!]

Only Su Nian remained silent. She could see the bleak wind swirling around him and the emptiness beneath his feet.

She knew the young man was sitting on a rooftop right now, liable to fall at any mont.

"You can tell your story,"

Su Nian said, her tone level, but a slight ripple of emotion surfaced in her eyes.

Stroking his garishly dyed hair, Zhang Yu’s smile faltered slightly. "I’m just an ordinary guy. I don’t really have a story."

But unlike her usual self, Su Nian insisted, repeating herself.

"Go on, tell your story..."

[These ’spiritual youths’ just love to put on a show!]

[He’s probably trying to build up his persona right now.]

[Gotta make the strear ask a few tis to maintain that persona, right?]

[I can’t stand posers!]

Zhang Yu didn’t look at the bullet comnts. He just kept his head down, gently tracing sothing on his shattered phone screen.

After a long mont, he finally looked up, his expression downcast, and began to speak slowly.

"I had a girlfriend..."

[Sigh, I just don’t get it. How can even a guy like that get a girlfriend when I can’t?!]

[LMAO, even the ’spiritual youth’ has relationship problems, and here I am, almost thirty and never even been in a relationship.]

[He can’t beat when it cos to money, but I can’t beat him when it cos to girls. (Crying) (Crying)]

The wind howled, seeming to pluck at the young man’s fragile heartstrings and pulling up unpleasant mories.

His eyes red, he carefully held up the phone.

"My girlfriend... she’s dead..."

"I miss her so much. Even after she was gone, I kept sending her ssages every day. It always made so happy whenever I got a ssage from her... even though her phone has been in my bag the whole ti..."