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

During break time.

Lin Feng went to the restroom and ran into Liu Jiaqi in the hallway when he came back.

She was carrying a stack of textbooks and walking with Feng Nan. They were talking when she looked up and saw Lin Feng.

The two exchanged a glance.

Feng Nan also saw Lin Feng, rolled her eyes, and grabbed Liu Jiaqi, saying, "Jiaqi, let's go, ignore him."

But Liu Jiaqi didn't move.

She looked at Lin Feng for two seconds, her gaze falling on the gauze on his head. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something.

Someone walked by and glanced at them.

Liu Jiaqi did not speak.

Lin Feng spoke first: "The head injury is fine now, don't worry."

Liu Jiaqi hummed in agreement, lowered her head, and walked past Lin Feng.

Lin Feng stood there, watching her walk away, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Then he turned his head and saw Song Yan.

Song Yan stood at the classroom door, holding a water cup in her hand, looking at him.

She must have seen what just happened.

"What happened to your head injury? Did you get into another fight?"

"No, I bumped into it by accident, it's fine now."

Song Yan nodded, her expression complex. There was worry, heartache, jealousy, and a little anger.

She didn't say anything more and turned back to Class 5.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and returned to Class 3.

Soon, the school bell rang.

Lin Feng had just left the classroom when Song Yan was standing at the door waiting for him: "I'll go home by myself today, you don't need to take me."

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just want to take a walk by myself."

Lin Feng looked at her, but Song Yan lowered her head and refused to look at him.

"Okay, then... be careful."

"Um."

Song Yan turned and left.

Lin Feng stood at the classroom door, watching her walk away, feeling a tightness in his chest.

Chen Qisheng walked over from behind: "Brother Feng, what's wrong with your wife?"

"fine."

"Did you two have a fight?"

"no."

"So what happened to the injury on your head? I've been asking you all day and you still won't tell me."

Lin Feng patted him on the shoulder: "Don't ask anymore, knowing too much is not good for you."

Chen Qisheng swallowed and stopped asking.

Lin Feng didn't go home; instead, he drove to the Black Gate Internet Cafe.

The internet cafe was filled with smoke and the clatter of keyboards filled the air. A few young men were playing Counter-Strike, shouting until their voices were hoarse.

Tiger was at the innermost machine, wearing headphones and listening to music, chatting with Li Na on QQ, his face all wrinkled from smiling.

Tiger typed: [Really? You can cook? Don't poison me...]

It's said that women in love have zero IQ. But when men fall into the whirlpool of love, their IQ drops to -100.

Seeing his expression, Lin Feng shook his head, walked over, and slapped him on the back of the head.

Tiger shrank back, his face full of anger. He turned around and saw Lin Feng. He grinned and said, "Damn, Feng's home from school again!"

"If you ask me, you're already driving a big Audi, you'll be the big boss of an online entertainment center soon, what's the point of going to school!"

Raymond Lam replied, "Going to school doesn't necessarily mean studying! You don't understand the joy of school. You'll regret it when you're old."

He didn't really listen to what Lin Feng was saying. He told Li Na, "I'll come find you later! Brother Feng is here," and closed the window.

Then he noticed the gauze on Raymond Lam's head, paused for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! Did someone split Feng's head open?"

Lin Feng sat down on the chair next to him, his face dark:

"Damn it! You have the nerve to say that? Those four guys you called in were really ruthless! They almost sent me to my death with one blow."

Tiger slammed his fist on the table: "Didn't you say it had to bleed, that I'd crack your skull open? You can't crack it open without using force!"

"But you can't kill them!"

Tiger pointed at Lin Feng: "You still think he was ruthless? You went up and gave that guy a slap on the nose, almost smashing it in. He can't even blow his nose now."

"And that over-the-shoulder throw of yours almost cracked the yellow-haired guy's tailbone, and he even complained to me about it."

Lin Feng took out a cigarette from his pocket and offered one to Tiger:

"I was just angry because I saw them bullying Liu Jiaqi, and I lost my temper!"

Tiger rolled his eyes: "Damn! Wasn't that something you arranged for people to bully? And you said you wanted it to look realistic."

Lin Feng stopped talking and took a deep drag on his cigarette.

Tiger leaned in, his face full of gossip, and asked, "By the way, after this heroic rescue, how did Liu Jiaqi treat you? You didn't actually do it with her in the hospital room, did you?"

Lin Feng laughed and cursed, "Get lost! I'm not that kind of animal. The time isn't right yet! We can't rush it."

Tiger chuckled and said, "You're nothing but an animal. I don't believe you two spent the whole night in a private room at the hospital and didn't do anything."

Lin Feng waved his hand and said, "Alright, stop with the nonsense. How's the inquiry going with Wang Yu's family?"

Tiger nodded: "Wang Yu's dad is in the building materials business. He's got some money and some connections. Be careful."

"Okay, I understand."

"Oh, right," Tiger pulled a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, on which several addresses were scrawled in crooked handwriting.

"I've looked at a few storefronts, and these three are in good locations, all in the center of the county town with high foot traffic. Shall we go check them out this weekend?"

Lin Feng took the paper and glanced at it:

"Okay, let's go on Saturday."

"Then I'll come see you on Saturday morning."

"OK."

Lin Feng stood up, stubbed out his cigarette, and said, "I'm leaving."

"Hey, not booking overnight anymore?"

"Don't worry about it, you have school tomorrow."

Tiger chuckled and said, "Your head's practically cracked open and you're still going to school? You're really something."

Lin Feng ignored him and left the internet cafe.

----

Standing at the entrance of the internet cafe, it was already dark.

Lin Feng leaned against the car door and lit a cigarette.

My phone vibrated.

Sun Xiaoli's text message: "Why haven't you contacted me these past two days? Tiger Brother has gone to see Li Na. I'm so envious of him."

Lin Feng glanced at it and replied, "He doesn't go to school or work, and I'm busy these days. I'll come find you tomorrow."

After a dozen seconds, Sun Xiaoli replied: "It's a promise, you can't lie."

Lin Feng did not reply.

He finished his cigarette and got into the car.

He started the car, and the headlights illuminated a short stretch of road ahead.

Jay Chou's "All the Way North" came from the stereo, the sound not loud, flowing slowly through the carriage.

Lin Feng steered the wheel with one hand, thinking:

Liu Jiaqi, Song Yan, and Sun Xiaoli are three intertwined threads; none of them can be loosened, and none can be tightened.

And the online entertainment center needs to be set up quickly; we can't delay any longer.

Lin Feng sighed and stepped on the gas.

The Audi drove through the hazy night in Huanan County, its headlights illuminating a short stretch of road ahead.