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Lin Xu was shocked, and Yang Tianyuan took the opportunity to say that Zhou Yue couldn't live without him, and the two of them were playing out a love-hate relationship.
Lin Xu called Yang Tianyuan crazy.
Yang Tianyuan sneered strangely, seamlessly switching to the face of a neighborhood committee auntie, asking if something had happened at his home and offering to lend him money if he was short. The implication was also disapproving of his current colorful chess pursuits.
"Why don't you come back? The place you're staying is in the middle of nowhere. I can find you a job teaching kids at the dojo, which is better than aimlessly hanging out at there."
"Stop right there," Lin Xu refused without hesitation. He had left in the first place because he didn't want to be a sparring partner, and it was foolish to go back.
"Lin Xu, why do I feel like you've changed?" Yang Tianyuan munched on buttered popcorn.
"You used to always say to me, 'Tianyuan, you are so restless now, I suggest you take a cold shower first. You are just like me back then."
"Oh," Lin Xu sneered.
Yang Tianyuan is not happy: "Don't you dare not believe in my super accurate sixth sense. When I was a child, a white-bearded Taoist said I had great potential and insisted on taking me as his disciple. If it weren't for my grandpa stopping him, I would be a grand abbot by now."
Lin Xu feels that Yang Tianyuan is being incredibly foolish at this moment. With such a big head, he has completely mixed up Taoism and Buddhism.
Yang Tianyuan is still calling out: "Lin Xu, why aren't you talking? You didn't used to be like this."
"Alright, alright, I'll let you, old man, feel why I'm so restless."
"Because... I miss women... right?" Yang Tianyuan said casually.
Lin Xu choked, caught off guard, "Damn, I was right."
"Long hair, short hair, fair skin or not, slim waist or not, how does it compare to Pei Yunlin?" Yang Tianyuan asked soulfully.
Lin Xu thought carefully for a moment and replied, "It's not comparable, the types are different."
"That's equally good-looking."
Yang Tianyuan is as excited as a dog smelling meat, not even feeling the hot coffee splashing on his hand: "You need to cheer up and hurry to hit a home run for me. It's not good to be single. By the way, do you know what a home run is and what a half run is? Do you want me to explain it to you, little brother?"
Lin Xu got up, feeling a bit hard of hearing.
Perhaps due to his age, Yang Tianyuan has become particularly curious about the affairs between men and women. His nose is as sensitive as a radar, getting excited at the smell of meat.
Those who don't know might think he's a perennial sea king, but in reality, he hasn't even held a girl's hand. He's a typical frustrated loser. Lin Xu patiently waited for Yang Tianyuan to finish speaking before ending the call.
The phone "dinged" again, and when he looked, Yang Tianyuan had actually rushed to transfer 100,000 yuan to his bank card, with a note saying "Love fund sponsorship, no need to return."
Then he sent another text: "A solemn reminder to Mr. Lin: A woman can cure all ailments. If one doesn't work, then get two."
Lin Xu twitched at the corner of his mouth. This second-generation ancestor is really generous. He wants to use the energy he has on himself to chase girls, and the child should be crawling all over the place.
Returning to the Go classroom, the boss and the boss's wife were not there, and the rolling shutter was closed. Bai Jiachen also didn't know where she had gone, and her little bicycle was not at the door.
Because it was past dinner time, Lin Xu decided to take a nap and then eat dinner directly after waking up.
On the third floor, there were two extra plastic bags in the hallway. Lin Xu squatted down to take a look. The large bag contained pet supplies with colorful foreign words. The small bag was filled with various snacks, including Jay Chou's "Kerby" potato chips, a plastic bottle of Pepsi Cola, pickled pepper chicken feet, dried tofu, and marinated eggs, with a few genuine lollipops at the bottom.
Someone really treats themselves like a child, thinking that a little thing like this can buy them?
Lin Xu disdainfully picked up the thing, thinking about how they had never eaten sweets in over twenty years, but their hand uncontrollably unwrapped the orange flavored lollipop.
I just couldn't taste anything, and when I opened the door, a strong smell of urine almost made me vomit.
Xiao Huang the cat was full of energy, playing on his bed and circling its tail. There was a half-dried water stain on the pillow, obviously its handiwork.
No wonder Bai Jiachen wants to keep the cat here—
Lin Xu lifted the neck of the one who started it all, and although the person had already left, they came back, squatted down, and gently placed it in a shoebox.
He stroked the furry head of the cat.
In his heart, he thought it was despicable that he, a human, was getting upset with a cat that didn't understand anything.
In the end, only the pillow was thrown away.
Lin Xu slept on a down jacket as a pillow all night and woke up with a sore neck in the morning.
But today is not the time to be sentimental. It's the boss's first day back at work, so I have to make a good impression no matter what.
Therefore, Lin Xu solemnly changed into the black shirt and white suit pants that he only wore for competitions, looked in the mirror for a long time until he found his most spirited expression, and then confidently walked downstairs.
The roller shutter on the first floor was already open at this time, and the sunlight pierced through the glass, solidifying on the floor.
Boss Song Qinghui sat at the front desk, looking at the freshly printed chess manual with a transcendent expression.
Lin Xu saw that it was the game where Chess King Yang Tianyuan reversed the situation against Zhou Yue, standing a step away from him and watching along.
After half a game, Mr. Song finally noticed that there was a living person next to him.
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