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

DJ music has started playing on the bus.

The music was deafening; it was the DJ version of "Mice Love Rice," with drumbeats so heavy they seemed capable of shattering car windows.

The twenty brothers sat in their seats, leaning back in their chairs, panting heavily, and still boasting to each other about their victories.

Wang Lei stood in the aisle, dried blood still on his face, holding up a half-empty bottle of Budweiser he'd somehow managed to smuggle: "That was fucking awesome! Let these guys be so arrogant! Hahaha!"

A guy next to him chimed in, "Wang Lei, you hit that watermelon rind spot perfectly! You got it all over that kid's face!"

Wang Lei grinned and said, "Of course! I was second in the whole school at shot put in junior high!"

Another guy said, "Tiger's microphone is really something else. One swipe of it and Baldy's farting was utterly awful!"

Tiger sat at the front, leaning against the window, lit a cigarette, and smiled with his eyes narrowed.

His hands were covered in blood, and his knuckles were cut, but he was smiling like he had won the lottery.

Lin Feng sat in the last row, with Huo Shanshan in his arms.

Huo Shanshan huddled in his arms, still trembling.

Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes trembled violently, and her hands were tightly gripping Lin Feng's clothes.

Lin Feng stroked her back, his voice gentle:

"It's alright now."

Huo Shanshan opened her eyes, her eyes red-rimmed, and looked at Lin Feng, her voice barely audible:

"Lin Feng...will they call the police?"

"Won't."

Why?

"Because they're more afraid of the police than we are." Lin Feng tidied her hair. "In places like KTVs, fights are common. Calling the police is just asking for trouble. With all those tattoos, Hua Bao is way more nervous about going to the police station than we are."

Huo Shanshan was still worried and asked, "What if they retaliate against you?"

Lin Feng smiled and patted her head: "They have no idea who we are. There are more than a dozen counties around Jiamusi, big and small. They can't find us."

Huo Shanshan nodded in relief and closed her eyes again.

Her breathing gradually calmed down, and her grip on Lin Feng's clothes loosened a little.

"Raymond Lam".

"Um."

"Why...why did you stand up for me just now?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment: "Because you are mine now."

Huo Shanshan didn't speak, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

The bus sped along the dark highway, and the DJ inside changed the song to "Two Butterflies".

Everyone on the bus started yelling, but no one was in tune.

Wang Lei stood in the aisle, using the half-empty bottle of Budweiser as a microphone, singing with all his might, like a pig being slaughtered.

The fingernail marks on Lin Feng's arm from Huo Shanshan's pinching still stung. But he had a smile on his lips.

Two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

On the third day of the opening of the online entertainment center, the queue at the entrance was a little shorter, but the inside was still full.

All ten tables in the billiards area on the first floor were full. A young man with a cigarette in his mouth squinted as he aimed and smashed the ball out.

"Snap...!" Black Eight went into the hole.

He patted his companion on the shoulder with a smug look on his face: "See that? Damn... learn from this."

The arcade area was even more lively, with several young people surrounding the King of Fighters '97 arcade machine, slamming the buttons loudly, while Iori Yagami and Kyo Kusanagi on the screen fought like they were having an epileptic seizure.

The second-floor internet cafe has 120 LCD screens, with an occupancy rate of 98%, and it's packed to capacity.

The roller skating rink on the basement level was the most crowded. It was summer vacation, and students had nothing to do, so they came in groups of three or five to roller skate.

The girls' knees were covered in bruises from falling; anyone who didn't know better would think they had done a lot of exercise that night!

Lin Feng stood at the window of his second-floor office, looking down at the crowd queuing below. Tiger walked up from behind, holding a notebook with yesterday's accounts written on it.

"Brother Feng, yesterday's card issuance revenue was 22,000. Including individual customers, the total daily turnover was 25,000."

Lin Feng took the notebook and glanced at it: "It's alright."

"Not bad?" Tiger's eyes widened. "Those run-down internet cafes in Huanan County can't even earn 25,000 yuan in three months!"

At that moment, a taxi stopped at the entrance of the online entertainment center.

The car door opened, and Huo Shanshan got out.

Today she was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, a dark blue knee-length skirt, her hair tied in a low ponytail, and light makeup, with a thin layer of pink lipstick on her lips.

She stood at the door, looked up at the five large characters "Galaxy Entertainment City", took a deep breath, and pushed the door open to go inside.

At the bar on the first floor, Zhao Lulu was processing a customer's membership card. When she saw Huo Shanshan enter, she paused for a moment, looked her up and down, and thought to herself, "Who is this woman? She's really pretty."

"Hello, may I ask...?"

"I'm looking for Lin Feng," Huo Shanshan said.

Zhao Lulu pointed upstairs: "The boss is on the second floor."

Huo Shanshan went up to the second floor and walked inside. She saw the words "Finance Office" on a door and knocked on it.

"Come in."

Huo Shanshan pushed open the door and went in.

The finance office is small, about ten square meters, with a desk, a chair, and a filing cabinet.

There was a new computer on the table, and next to it was a potted green ivy, which Lin Feng had specially bought from the florist yesterday. He didn't know why he bought it, he just thought it would look nice to have a potted plant in the office.

When Lin Feng saw Huo Shanshan enter, he stood up and smiled:

"Teacher Huo, you're here?"

Huo Shanshan looked at him, her lips moved as if she wanted to say, "Don't call me teacher anymore," but she opened her mouth and didn't say it.

She glanced around the office, her gaze lingering on the potted green ivy for a moment, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"This office... is quite nice," she said.

"It's a bit simple since we just set it up, but you'll have to make do with it for now." Lin Feng pointed to the chair behind the desk. "Sit down, I'll teach you how to keep accounts."

Huo Shanshan sat down, and Lin Feng moved a chair to sit next to her. The two were very close, with less than half a meter between them.

Lin Feng opened the accounting software on his computer. It was a very simple Excel spreadsheet, a template he had made himself. The income, expenses, and profit were clearly displayed in three columns.

"Daily revenue is divided into three parts: membership card sales, individual customers, and food and beverage sales. Membership card sales are recorded in a separate table, categorized by card type."

Lin Feng explained one by one. His fingers tapped on the mouse, and Huo Shanshan leaned over to look at the screen, her hair falling down and brushing against the back of Lin Feng's hand, tickling him.

She shrank back a little.

Lin Feng continued speaking calmly.

Huo Shanshan nodded, took out a small notebook from her bag, and began to take notes.

She was very focused when she wrote, her brows slightly furrowed, and the pen tip made a scratching sound on the paper.

"Did you understand?" Lin Feng asked.

Huo Shanshan closed the book: "That's almost done. It's just that the card application process is a bit complicated; I need to familiarize myself with it a bit more."

"It's okay, take your time. I'll go over the accounts with you for the first few days."

Huo Shanshan hummed in response, without looking up.

Lin Feng stood up, walked to the filing cabinet, took out an iron box from it, and opened it.

Inside were neatly stacked bundles of cash. He placed the box on the table and pushed it in front of Huo Shanshan.

"This is yesterday's revenue. Please check it and deposit it into your bank card."

Huo Shanshan stared wide-eyed at the box of money: "So much?"

"Not bad, a little over 25,000."

Huo Shanshan swallowed.

She earns 1,300 yuan a month as a teacher, and this box of money is more than her annual salary.

She took a deep breath and started counting the money. Her fingers trembled slightly, and it took her three tries to count it all.

"Twenty-five thousand three hundred and twenty-six dollars," she said.

"Oh, right," Lin Feng said with a smile, "Teacher Huo, you'll be my accountant from now on. You'll be in charge of the money."

Huo Shanshan looked at him with a complicated expression. She opened her mouth, as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.