Chapter 6 Regret in the Corner Of course Chen Yu would not use his own mobile phone number and bank card for group text messages. Half an hour later, Chen Yu found the famous dog poisoner in the town. In order to strike up a conversation with him, he bought a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes. He looked at the depressed man in front of him with a smile and directly handed the cigarette to him: "Brother, how's your luck lately?" The man with long hair and a foul odor due to not taking a shower for a long time squatted on the curb and looked at Chen Yu suspiciously. Normally, no one would approach him or give him cigarettes. "For me?" "The whole bag is yours." Chen Yu nodded. As far as I can remember, this person is now 35 years old, has a junior high school education, and has an elderly mother at home. After sucking the family dry, he borrowed money from relatives and friends to pay off his gambling debts. There were also victims among Chen Yu's classmates, who once made quite a bit of news because of debt collectors visiting them. Fortunately, loan sharks were unwilling to lend money to such a notorious drug addict who had been drained of all his value, and there was no online loan in 2007, otherwise my brother would have owed even more and his personal safety would have been in danger. This person can be said to be a complete scum of society. Normally, Chen Yu would not say a word to such a person, but at the moment he is a convenient pair of black gloves.
Brother Poison Dog quickly unpacked the Hongtashan cigarette, took out a lighter from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, and soon exhaled a cloud of smoke. He handed the cigarette box to Chen Yu, who understood and took out a cigarette, playing with it in his hand without lighting it. Brother: “You don’t smoke?” Chen Yu stood in the direction of the wind to avoid the secondhand smoke and shook his head with a smile. In previous lives, people had more money when they reached middle age, but once their bodies had passed their peak, their energy inevitably declined. They knew that the most precious wealth was time and health, and if they were reborn, they would not have to support three generations of tobacco farmers. The dog-poisoning brother said in a muffled voice: "You are a very civilized debt collector, but I really don't have any money. If I did, I would pay you back for this pack of cigarettes." He probably couldn't remember how many people he owed money to, and mistook Chen Yu for a debt collector. But this was normal, after all, it was just a show of kindness for no reason. "I have a business, I wonder if you are interested? After the deal is done, I can give you a few hundred or a thousand." The older brother was stunned for a moment, noticing the high school uniform he was wearing: "Really?" Chen Yu nodded: "Actually, I know a relative who runs a Taobao store. He is in urgent need of someone to help him with order swiping. To put it simply, if you buy something from him, he will send you an empty package, and then he will return the money you paid for the item and a commission." "The problem now is that my Taobao account is not enough. This one requires a real name." Brother: "I don't understand what you are saying. Just tell me what to do." Chen Yu smiled and said, "Let's form a partnership. You can get a mobile phone card and a bank card to pay for the bills..." The school uniform Chen Yu was wearing gave the older brother a great sense of security; a little kid wouldn't be too dangerous. The older brother raised the price, saying, "A few hundred or a thousand is too little. I want two thousand. Give me five hundred first." It's settled. Chen Yu was delighted. On the surface, he snorted coldly and frowned, saying, "I'll give you three hundred first, and then one thousand. It's up to you whether you want it or not." He took out some money from his pocket and counted out three to his brother. The older brother stared at him for a while, then finally took it. Chen Yu suddenly discovered that along with the banknotes, there was also a small envelope, the size of a palm, with a heart drawn on it with a pink marker. He didn't know when, it was put into his school uniform pocket.
"Hmm? Is it a love letter?" Where did he pick those flowers and grass? Chen Yu had never seen this letter in his previous life. It was probably washed away when his mother was doing laundry. After opening the letter and taking out the paper, Chen Yu glanced at it and saw that it was written in a beautiful handwriting by a woman, with just a few simple sentences. I like you, can we meet at Coco Milk Tea Shop tomorrow? I will wear a white dress. There was no signature and no specific date, just a vague "tomorrow". He didn't even know when he put the envelope into his school uniform, so how could he know which day's tomorrow was? This girl is too confused... He didn’t keep the appointment in his previous life, and this unknown girl never appeared in his memory. He missed her in this life as well, and she probably won’t appear in his world anymore. The poisonous dog brother took a few curious glances and exclaimed: "Young man, what youth!" Chen Yu thought with a sigh: The online love partner I never met, the confession invitation I missed, it turns out that my youth was filled with many tiny regrets. He folded the letter into a paper airplane and threw it out. Do you want to meet your online crush? Deep down in Chen Yu's heart, he actually had a mentality where he wanted to make up for his regrets, but at the same time he was afraid that making up for his regrets would bring more regrets. After the prosperity of the previous life, your horizons have broadened and your appetite has become more discerning. It is likely that the image of the person you are dating online does not meet your standards. In that case, it would be better to disappear and maybe it would be better to keep them as a beautiful memory forever. Suddenly, at the end of the alley, two girls, one tall and one short, approached gracefully. One was wearing a blue and white school uniform, and the other was wearing a cute pink skirt. It was already 6:30 in the evening. Even though the days in summer were long, it was still dusk, and the shadows of the two girls were very long. It was Yu Weiwei and Hong Sha. This alley was the only way for many students to go home after school. Yu Weiwei had read enough books and it was time for her to go home. The paper plane floated towards the two girls with the wind, and finally the pointed tip hit the full part of Yu Weiwei's chest by coincidence. It was like hitting a balloon. Not only did the kinetic energy stop, but it also bounced in the opposite direction for some distance before falling down. Yu Weiwei instinctively stretched out her hand to catch the paper plane. She took a look at it and found the words "Chen Yu" written on it. With a little instinctive curiosity, she slightly opened the paper plane to both sides and saw the complete sentence. She couldn't help but frowned slightly. She looked in the direction where the paper plane came from, and found Chen Yu standing side by side with the poisonous dog brother on the curb, surrounded by smoke. Yu Weiwei suddenly became a little colder. He folded the girl's love letter into paper airplanes and threw them around, which made Yu Weiwei, who is also a woman, feel a little indignant and unhappy. As they got closer, Hong Sha looked at him with wide eyes and said in surprise: "Chen Yu? It's only been an afternoon since we last met, and I feel like I don't recognize him anymore!" The long hair that used to cover his face was cut short, revealing his broad forehead, and the fuzzy beard on his face was shaved clean, making his face look more delicate. The black T-shirt with a skull pattern was replaced with a white T-shirt, sweeping away the previous gloom. "Wow, that's pretty cool. How come Chen Yu can clean himself up all of a sudden?" Hong Sha whispered to Yu Weiwei, while her eyes kept glancing at Chen Yu with curiosity. Yu Weiwei glanced at Chen Yu, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He indeed looked much more comfortable than before. Good looks have always been a scarce resource, for both men and women, and good-looking men are even more scarce than women, because women are good at using technology and working hard, but men, let alone using technology, don't even care much about how to dress. Little do people know that from a sociological perspective, it is actually more effective for men to rely on their looks. (End of this chapter)