Returning to my senior year of high school before college, I became addicted to dating.

The car stopped at the entrance of Huanan Vocational High School, and Sun Xiaoli slowly unbuckled her seatbelt.

"Um..." she said, her head bowed, her voice barely audible, "You'll come looking for me, right?"

Looking at her timid, submissive demeanor, Lin Feng's heart softened, and he reached out to ruffle her hair.

"Don't worry, baby, I'll contact you by phone."

Sun Xiaoli looked up, her eyes sparkling, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up: "Then it's a deal, no lying."

"I'm not lying to you."

She kissed Lin Feng, then opened the car door, got out, waved, and jogged into the school gate.

Li Na also got out of the back seat and waved to Tiger, saying, "Tiger, remember to call me!"

Tiger nodded with a silly grin, and Lin Feng stepped on the gas, and the Audi sped off.

Once the car had driven far away, Tiger, who was still grinning foolishly, suddenly froze. He slapped his forehead:

"Holy crap! I don't have her number!"

Lin Feng glanced at him in the rearview mirror and was speechless.

"You two did that last night, didn't you exchange phone numbers?"

Tiger's eyes widened: "Holy crap! I forgot..."

Lin Feng laughed, "Li Na probably forgot too, and even asked you to call her. Birds of a feather flock together!"

Tiger said anxiously, "What should we do then? Feng, could you ask Sun Xiaoli for me and have her tell Li Na?"

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Okay, I'll ask around for you later. Let's send you back first, or to the Black Gate, shall we?"

Tiger nodded absentmindedly.

Soon, Lin Feng dropped Tiger off at the entrance of the Black Gate Internet Cafe and drove towards his grandmother's house.

Huanan County is not a big town; it only takes about ten minutes to walk from one end to the other.

His Audi A6 was quite eye-catching in the small county town at that time, and many people turned around to look at it along the way.

Lin Feng parked his car at the entrance of his grandmother's house.

His maternal home is in the old town of Huanan County, in a row of bungalows with red brick walls and tin roofs.

There were a few scallions and a small patch of chives planted in the yard. Several pots of roses and a pot of aloe vera were piled up at the base of the wall.

Grandma was squatting in the yard washing vegetables, holding a bunch of chives in her hand, with an enamel basin next to her filled with water.

"Whose car is this...whose car is this?" The old lady's eyes widened as she pointed at the black Audi parked by the door, her voice trembling.

"You drove this back? When did you learn to drive? Do you even have a driver's license? What if you crashed!"

Before Lin Feng could explain, his grandmother continued:

"Oh right. Where's my bicycle?"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment.

Holy crap! The bicycle is still downstairs at Zhang Min's house! I was so busy running that I completely forgot about the bicycle.

His mind raced, and a brilliant idea struck him:

"I traded my bicycle for an Audi A6."

The air was silent for three seconds.

Grandma stared at him for three seconds, then suddenly her face contorted in a ferocious expression:

"You little brat! Do you think I'm senile? Trading a bicycle for an Audi? You're kidding me!"

She stood up, her hands still wet from picking vegetables, wiped them on her apron, and with her hands on her hips, began to speak:

"Tell me! Where's my bicycle?"

"And what's with this car? What mischief have you been up to this time? You didn't steal this car, did you?"

Lin Feng opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but his grandmother didn't give him a chance at all:

"Your parents work in Kyoto and left you with me. Children from poor families usually learn to be independent early, but you brat, you don't treat your home like a home at all!"

Grandma got more and more excited as she talked: "Look at you! One small trouble every three days, one big trouble every five days, are you a troublemaker? Can't you let me live a few more days? I'll drive you to your death sooner or later."

Grandma's mouth was like a machine gun, spewing words out in a "da da da" sound, with spittle flying everywhere.

If it were in the past, Raymond Lam would have already left.

But this time is different.

He looked at his grandmother's wrinkled face, her gray hair tied in a small bun, and her lips pursed as she spoke, looking as if she was disappointed in her grandma.

His maternal grandmother passed away when he was twenty-eight years old.

He was still working overtime in Beijing when he left, and we didn't even get to see each other one last time.

His mother was crying on the phone and couldn't speak a complete sentence. He remembered his mother saying to him:

"Your grandma was still talking about you when she passed away!"

"Your grandma said you've always been a worry since you were little, and she doesn't know if you're doing well in Kyoto. You're getting on in years and still can't find a partner, and she'll never see you get married..."

At that moment, his grandmother stood in front of him, scolding him with a strong voice.

Lin Feng's nose suddenly felt a little sore.

He couldn't help but step forward, bend down, and kiss his grandmother's weathered face.

Grandma, who was in the middle of a fierce verbal battle, was completely stunned by this sudden display of affection.

Her mouth was still open, her eyes were wide open, and she was frozen in place as if she had been paralyzed.

The courtyard was quiet for about five seconds.

Grandma came to her senses, her expression shifting several times before finally sighing and softening her voice:

"Tell me, just how much trouble have you caused? I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Feng interrupted her:

"I really didn't cause any trouble. Just wait and see how I take good care of you! I won't cause you any more trouble in the future."

Grandma stared at him for three seconds.

Then I slapped him on the back of the head:

"Go to hell!"

Raymond Lam was knocked forward and stumbled.

Grandma's voice rose again:

"It's Monday! You skipped class again! And you said you wouldn't cause me any trouble! You haven't come back for two days and two nights, I thought you'd died out there!"

She grew angrier as she spoke, and without saying a word, bent down, took off her shoes, and held them in her hands:

"You're driving me crazy, and you still won't get me into trouble?"

Upon seeing the sole of the shoe, Lin Feng reflexively took two steps back.

His grandmother had a really strong grip; every time she hit him, she went all out, afraid that he wouldn't learn his lesson if she didn't hit him hard enough.

It seems that trying to win her over with love won't work; Grandma isn't buying it. Without thinking too much, I ran away first!

"Grandma, please don't get upset. You go ahead with your work, I'll be going now!"

Lin Feng turned and ran, jumped into the car, started the engine, shifted gears, and accelerated in one smooth motion.

The Audi A6 sped off with a "whoosh," and in the rearview mirror, Grandma stood at the alley entrance, holding a slipper, stomping her feet in anger.

"You little brat! Slow down!"

Raymond Lam originally wanted to come back and change his clothes.

Yesterday, there was only one shoe vendor near the train station. He bought a pair of sneakers to wear, but his pants were still the same jeans—two big holes in the knees, like ripped jeans, but they looked pretty good. His shirt was the same one from the internet cafe, and it didn't fit him either.

Well... I'll buy some clothes before going to school.

Lin Feng drove to the largest shopping mall in Huanan County—the Department Store.

This place is considered the most bustling commercial center in Huanan. It's a five-story building that sells all kinds of things.

Lin Feng went inside and took a look around before heading straight to the fourth-floor sports and leisure area.

What do students like to wear most these days?

Nike and Adidas are top-tier brands, while Metersbonwe and Semir are mainstream, and Yishion and Jeanswest are also popular choices.

He wasn't short of money, so he just bought a set of each item.

Nike – white T-shirt and black sweatpants, white Air Force 1 shoes, classic style.

Adidas – a blue trefoil sweatshirt and gray sweatpants, paired with shell-toe shoes.

Metersbonwe – hoodies with big logos and jeans were super popular back then, endorsed by Jay Chou.

Semir – for a simpler look, black casual pants, a white shirt, and black sneakers with white trim – looks clean and neat.

Four outfits and four pairs of shoes cost less than two thousand yuan in total. Prices in 2006 were so cheap that Lin Feng almost cried. If this were in 2026, a pair of Nikes would cost at least two thousand yuan.

He changed into the Nike outfit in the fitting room, tore off the tags, and stuffed the rest into the trunk.

I checked my watch; it was a little past one o'clock. Class was about to start.

Lin Feng looked at himself in the rearview mirror. He was wearing a white Air Force One suit, black sweatpants, and a white T-shirt.

With the face of an 18-year-old and the eyes of a 38-year-old, he looked at his younger yet more composed self and suddenly felt a little dazed.

How the hell is he so handsome?

He smiled faintly, shifted gears, accelerated, and the car headed towards the Fourth Middle School.