At the intersection, he stopped a taxi, gave the address of the hotel, and went back.
He sat in the back seat of the car.
This time, the taxi driver was quite talkative, chatting with the passengers along the way.
Lin Feng only responded half-heartedly.
His expression was so calm that not much could be seen, but there was an indescribable sense of helplessness and bitterness in his heart.
Back at the hotel.
He took the elevator upstairs, swiped his room card, and entered the room.
He sat on the edge of the bed.
He took a light breath and couldn't help but recall the scene of him reuniting with his old friend at the supper stall. He remembered the smile on the other's face as if he was a stranger, and the cold final word spat out.
Lin Feng smiled bitterly.
Actually, this was something that was expected, and the result was expected.
The events of that year were still vivid in his mind. Compared to his other friends, there was no doubt that the one he met tonight was the one who hated and angered him the most.
Everything was actually his own doing.
He had gone too far back then, and now he naturally deserved the same cold and merciless response.
Six years.
A whole six years.
He finally made up his mind to muster the courage to apologize, but after saying it, he realized that the word "sorry" was actually so weak, even laughable.
Shaking his head, Lin Feng's gaze fell on the phone beside him.
His phone had just rung. It was a message from Sister Xue. She was concerned and curious about his situation in Xia City, whether he had seen the so-called "friend", whether he had eaten dinner, or whether he was already happily drinking and chatting with his friends.
Lin Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly again. Of course, this was the situation he had hoped to see the most.
But reality had mercilessly shattered his extravagant hopes.
With Qiu's temper …
This kind of thing, even in his dreams, could not really happen.
He picked up his phone and sent a simple message back to Sister Xue, telling her that he had arrived safely and that there was no need to worry. Suddenly, Lin Feng paused, his gaze falling on the profile picture of his childhood sweetheart on his WeChat friend list.
After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head and put his phone aside again.
Then.
He stared blankly out the window again, watching the night view of Xia City in the distance, silent.
He had found her.
But he had only said four sentences in total, and those four sentences were enough to completely ruin his original plan.
On his first night in Xia City, he seemed to have already reached a dead end. The cold attitude of his former companions didn't leave him any room to fight or maneuver.
So —
What should he do now?
Lin Feng took another deep breath.
Perhaps he had already made up his mind on this issue before coming to Xia City.
…
The next day, nine in the morning.
As usual, Mu Qiu arrived at Le Cheng Internet Cafe on time. He pushed open the curtains and entered the lobby of the internet cafe. His gaze swept around casually, but he suddenly paused.
In the corner of the internet cafe's lobby, a familiar figure sat at the last seat of a row of computers along the corridor.
Mu Qiu's expression turned cold.
He didn't have the intention to go up and ask directly. He just went to the front desk and was about to change shifts with another colleague. Then, he asked casually,
"That guy at the corner of the corridor, when did he come?"
His colleague glanced in the direction Mu Qiu pointed at and answered casually, "That's right.
"Oh, you came early in the morning."
"Around seven o 'clock, I think. They opened a free day."
"Seems like he also plays League of Legends. Tsk, tsk. Our official press release two days ago is really awesome. Recently, there have been more new customers coming to the shop than usual."
His colleague seemed quite happy. After all, according to the rules of their internet cafe, the better the business, the more benefits and bonuses they could get.
But Mu Qiu, as the young master of the internet cafe, naturally didn't care about this kind of benefit.
After listening to his colleague's explanation, he just nodded and glanced at the figure at the corner, then quickly withdrew his gaze.
No matter what that guy was planning.
Just let him be.
Then more than an hour passed.
Mu Qiu sat at the front desk, busy with his own work. Occasionally, he would enter the identity information of the customers and turn on the computer. Someone at the corner of the corridor seemed to have no other plans. He just concentrated on operating the mouse and keyboard, playing his own ranked match in Summoner's Rift.
An Internet cafe manager.
A customer.
There seemed to be no other interaction between the two.
At about 10: 30 pm, the curtain at the door of the shop was opened. Xia Ziyou, Sun Zheng, Wu Tian, and several others came again.
As planned yesterday, in the following period of time, whenever they had free time, they would come to Le Cheng Internet Cafe for preparation training.
After entering the shop and seeing Mu Qiu at the front desk, they also greeted him, but their attitude was very respectful and cautious.
Logically speaking, after last night's supper, the atmosphere of getting along with everyone was very harmonious. They were all about the same age, so there was no need to be so polite.
But …
It was also because of the accident at the end of last night's supper that these people inevitably felt a little more awe when they saw Mu Qiu's other side for the first time —
It was better to be careful. Otherwise, they didn't want Brother Mu's anger to be vented on them.
Mu Qiu just nodded casually and said,
"You guys go to the private room first."
"I'll come back later at noon to help you guys check."
Sun Zheng and others also nodded subconsciously. There was no other objection.
Only Xia Ziyou couldn't help but look at Mu Qiu. Thinking of what happened last night, he was still a little concerned and worried.
…
At the front desk, they were helped by Mu Qiu to open the computers in the private room. Then, they took back their IDs and walked in the direction of the private room yesterday.
While walking through the corridor, Wu Tian casually glanced at the rows of computers next to him.
Most people were also playing League of Legends, or they were playing matchmaking or ranking.
Then, they passed the corner.
In front of the last computer in the corner of the row, a person sat alone, wearing headphones and operating the mouse and keyboard. The screen of the computer monitor in front of him was also the battle interface of Summoner's Rift.
When they walked here, they happened to see on the screen of this monitor, the blue support robot from the first-person perspective used [Blink] to rush forward.
The "Mechanical Grappling Claw" shot out like lightning.
It accurately hit the ADC Verus in the back row of the purple formation not far away.
It was suddenly pulled back.
"Beautiful!"
As a support player, Zhu Ming's eyes widened and he couldn't help but exclaim.
This wave of operation was absolutely sharp and decisive, and it was to directly take the head of the enemy's general in the midst of thousands of enemies. Only a robot player with top-notch proficiency could be so calm and confident.
The purple ADC Verus, who was pulled back by the robot's Q skill, was unsurprisingly killed in an instant.
Zhu Ming's eyes couldn't help but subconsciously turn to the controller of the support robot sitting in front of the monitor.
And with one look.
Zhu Ming was instantly stunned:
"You, you are —"
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