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

Lin Feng got out of the taxi and stood at the bank entrance.

The ATM is on the right side of the entrance. There's only one, and it's dilapidated with all sorts of little "GG" stickers on it.

"For infertility issues, come to Wanxiang."

Red Romantic Hair Salon: Big Head, Small Head – All Washed Together.

A wealthy socialite seeks a son for a hefty sum.

Driver's license: cash on delivery.

Want to regain your masculine vigor? Try Hundred-Bian Wine; drink it and you'll be 18 again.

Lin Feng looked at these young guys and smiled disdainfully. "I'm 18 now."

However, he did need a driver's license. He took out his phone, wrote down the phone number for the license application, and then continued to wait in line.

The tender moments in the video arcade were still lingering in my mind.

Being young is fucking great!

More than twenty minutes later, it was finally Raymond Lam's turn in line.

He took a deep breath and pulled the debit card out of his wallet.

He stared at the card for three seconds, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

Damn, why think so much!

Even if he has no money in his account, he can always find a way to get it. He remembers every money-making opportunity clearly.

When I inserted the card, the ATM made a "creaking" sound. That lousy machine was incredibly slow, nothing like the ones from 2026.

Lin Feng entered the password: 888518.

He's been using this password for 20 years; it translates to "Get rich, get rich, I want to get rich."

The screen loaded for three seconds, then a pop-up window appeared:

Account balance: 6,245,332.53 yuan.

Lin Feng's eyes widened, his heart pounded, and he felt like it was going to jump out of his throat.

"Holy crap! It's true! This time we're really going to strike it rich."

Seven hundred thousand two hundred and eighty-three yuan and fifty cents.

He then inserted the spending card again:

Account balance: 6,245,332.53 yuan.

Eighty-three thousand four hundred and twenty yuan.

The two cards together amount to 78.3 yuan.

This was all the wealth he had accumulated over 20 years of hard work in Kyoto, which he brought back with him after time travel.

The older woman behind him in line slapped him on the shoulder:

"Young man, what are you doing! Are you going to withdraw it or not? Hurry up, I'm waiting to withdraw money to pay my daughter's tuition!"

Lin Feng was so excited that he kissed the ATM machine, leaving a drool mark on the screen.

Raymond Lam turned around, grinning like a flower: "Hehe, go ahead and get it!"

The older woman looked at her with disgust: "Are you mentally ill?"

"Why is this kid so happy? Did he steal a credit card from home?" people in line behind him murmured.

"I think so. These kids nowadays are all lazy and good-for-nothing, ruined by internet cafes and arcades."

Lin Feng ignored their chatter, walked to the roadside, took out his Nokia 3100, which showed two unread text messages, both from Tiger.

"Where is Brother Feng? I've already turned on my computer, numbers 32 and 33."

"New Century Internet Cafe, hurry up, I bought instant noodles and iced tea."

Lin Feng retorted, "Damn! Did the sun rise in the west? Where did you get the money from, you guy who picks up cigarette butts to smoke?"

Tiger replied instantly: "Damn it! You dog, who are you insulting? Didn't you smoke?"

"Well, my second aunt's family went to Hainan! I took down their radiators and sold them."

Lin Feng was taken aback, then replied, "Holy crap! That's awesome! I'm heading that way! I'll be there in a minute."

After replying, he put his phone in his pocket, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag.

There weren't many people on the street at the moment. An old man was riding a bicycle with a bundle of green onions, and a woman was carrying a vegetable basket containing potatoes, eggplants, and pork.

From afar came the shouts of "Sharpening scissors... Sharpening knives..."

Lin Feng smiled.

This is what a small county town in Northeast China was like in 2006; this is what his youth was like.

----

Six o'clock in the evening, at New Century Internet Cafe.

Tiger was wearing a floral shirt, jeans, and sneakers, with a cigarette dangling from his lips. His hair was slicked back and had half a bottle of hairspray on it.

Seeing Raymond Lam arrive, Tiger went up to him: "Damn, what took you so long? I've been waiting for ages!"

Lin Feng glanced at his phone: "Isn't it only six o'clock?"

Tiger put his arm around Raymond Lam's shoulder and led him inside.

"I arrived at four o'clock! Staying at home is boring, my mom keeps nagging me, it's so annoying."

"Come on, I've turned on the machines. Numbers 32 and 33 are by the window, so they're well-ventilated."

Lin Feng said, "It's not time for an overnight stay yet!"

Tiger said arrogantly, "Damn! How dare you say such a thing."

"The owners of this internet cafe are all friends and acquaintances. Give them an extra two yuan, and we'll consider it an overnight stay in advance."

Raymond Lam laughed and said, "Okay, Tiger."

New Century Internet Cafe is considered the best in Huanan County, with over a hundred computers, 17-inch flat-screen monitors, XP system, and professional-grade desks and chairs.

Upon entering, the room was filled with smoke, a mixture of instant noodle smells, cigarette smoke, and sweat that was intoxicating.

The clattering of keyboards and the shouts of players mingled together.

"Quickly, gather at the entrance of Shabak! I'll go first!"

"Wait for me, I just bought this pack of medicine, I'll teleport right away!"

"Mage squad, unleash Ice Roar and pressure their respawn point!"

"Taoists, keep up with the poison defense! Don't let the warriors get instantly killed!"

"Fuck you! Where's the war song? Play the war song!"

Lin Feng doesn't come to New Century often because it costs ten yuan to stay overnight there. He often goes to Black Gate, where it only costs five yuan to stay overnight.

But the atmosphere in that big internet cafe is just different; it's really lively.

The bartender, dressed in a red uniform, in her early twenties, with her hair in a bun and light makeup, smiled at Tiger.

"Tiger, what are you doing wandering around like that?"

The younger sister glanced at Raymond Lam again: "Is this your friend?"

"My brother, Lin Feng, is the top dog at No. 4 Middle School." Tiger Brother's tone was full of pride.

Lin Feng smiled and nodded without saying anything.

Tiger stopped going to school and wanders around aimlessly every day. There's no place he doesn't know where to eat, drink, and have fun.

Actually, the title of "top dog" in the four schools originally belonged to Tiger, but because he stopped attending, it fell to Lin Feng.

The younger sister glanced at Raymond Lam a couple more times, her eyes holding a rather meaningful look:

"You're quite handsome! Do you have a girlfriend?"

Tiger was displeased: "What, am I not good-looking?"

The younger sister rolled her eyes: "You? You're some kind of bear spirit."

"Hahahaha!" Lin Feng laughed mockingly.

Tiger, looking utterly frustrated, said, "Damn it, this is what it means to be a man! I'm the kind of guy who makes me feel safe! What the hell do you know?!"

The two found machines number 32 and 33.

Upon powering on, the XP system's startup music plays, and the desktop displays a blue sky, white clouds, and grass.

Lin Feng stared at the desktop for a moment, lost in thought.

How many years has it been since I last saw this desktop background?

It's been more than ten years, hasn't it?

Tiger has logged onto QQ.

His online name is: 【绝恋～萧俊】.

My personal motto is: "I won't offend others unless they offend me; if they do, I'll kill them."

Lin Feng also logged into QQ and saw his username and signature at that moment, which made his scalp tingle.

His online name is: 【葬爱～冷少】.

My personal motto is: "One day when I achieve glory, I'll lead my brothers in a wild celebration."