After the breakup, I was taken in by a group of trendy young women.

Bai Xiaojing tucked the unlit cigarette behind her ear. The hem of her Lolita dress brushed against the edge of the coffee table, knocking over an empty beer can. The can rolled halfway across the table before she caught it.

"Once you're done with your work, we'll take you out to hang the wall!"

The tattooed man also stood up and stretched.

What is a hanging wall?

The six girls laughed at the same time.

Hua Tui sat up from the yoga mat, her legs crossed, the rose tattoo on her leg trembling slightly with her laughter: "Brother, you don't even know what a 'Hanging Jade' is? It's just taking you shopping, eating, and strolling around, and incidentally making us look good."

"Yeah," Green Hair poked his head out from the corner of the sofa, his green hair covering half his face, "Before, when we walked down the street, people looked at us like we were... you know. Today is different, today we have a big brother."

When she said "Big Brother," she held her chin up very high.

Pink Hair nodded vigorously beside her. Most of the pink in her hair had faded, revealing the bleached base color underneath, but she nodded with an air of pride.

Lin Ye nodded.

Tattooed arm: "Bro, let's go to that newly opened night market. There's a place with really delicious grilled squid."

Lin Ye took his phone out of his pocket.

The moment the screen lit up, his pupils dilated slightly as the string of numbers appeared.

The balance page on the bank's app is clearly displayed in black text on a white background.

170640.00.

170,640 yuan.

His thumb hovered over the screen for two seconds, then he scrolled down and tapped on the transaction details. He looked at them one by one.

From yesterday evening to this morning, there were four rebates totaling 170,000 yuan.

My ex-girlfriend's location on her WeChat Moments was a Japanese restaurant with an average price of 588 yuan per person. She was leaning on the shoulder of a man in a shirt and laughing like she had found a long-term meal ticket.

just now.

He had 170,000 yuan in his pocket.

Lin Ye put his phone back in his pocket.

That feeling that surges up from deep within my chest.

It's a kind of exhilarating feeling, like "I must have accumulated so many useless coins in my past life, and now it's finally my turn."

He had never seen so much money in his life.

This isn't a metaphor; I've genuinely never seen anything like it.

The largest amount of money he had in his bank account during his four years of university was 12,000 yuan on the day he paid his tuition. It was deducted from his account by the school in less than five minutes.

After graduation, I shared an apartment with my ex-girlfriend. My monthly salary was a little over 5,000 yuan. After paying rent and utilities, there was just enough left for food.

He swiped his finger and exited the bank app.

Lin Ye held up his phone and took a picture of the group of young women.

It was posted directly to WeChat Moments without any caption.

For the past three years, every single post he made on WeChat Moments was related to his ex-girlfriend. This is the first one that has nothing to do with her.

After sending the message, he put his phone on silent and put it back in his pocket.

To gain without effort.

He had seen this word countless times in Rotten Persimmons, and had seen countless protagonists use various systems to get rich in all sorts of ways.

But only when you become the protagonist yourself do you realize the weight of those four words.

In the evening, the six girls took Lin Ye to the night market.

Lin Ye was surrounded by six young women as he walked into the night market. His first thought was: This place is like the backstage area of ​​a concert.

My second thought was: the guy with the tattooed arm was really strong when he grabbed his arm.

"Bro! Over here! Grilled squid!"

The tattooed arm grabbed his left arm and shoved him forward, while the tattooed leg hooked his right arm and pulled him in the other direction: "Let's drink milk tea first! Last time I passed by this place, I lined up for half an hour but couldn't bring myself to buy any!"

Green-haired and pink-haired boys were already squatting down in front of the third stall, pointing with all four fingers at the grilled gluten sign and shouting in unison, "This one, this one, this one!"

Qi Liuhai followed at the back, carrying a cat. The stray cat was dressed in a pink pet outfit she bought from a street stall, with the words "The prettiest in the whole village" printed on the back.

Bai Xiaojing walked directly in front of Lin Ye, walking backwards, the hem of her Lolita dress flying up as she twirled.

She had a freshly lit cigarette dangling from her mouth, the smoke carried by the night market wind, drifting past her blond hair and the dense array of stall lights behind her.

"Brother, didn't you ask me what 'Guabi' was before?"

She took the cigarette out of her mouth and pointed to the street with the finger that had been holding it.

"This is fucking amazing."

Lin Ye put his arm around Bai Xiaojing's waist.

Her waist was very thin, and the fabric of her dress was very thin; you could feel the warmth of her body against her waist.

Bai Xiaojing paused for a moment, then she smiled.

His eyes narrowed, gleaming with triumph.

"Brother, you learn pretty fast."

She put the cigarette back in her mouth, took a deep drag, then tiptoed to Lin Ye's ear and whispered something close to his ear.

The ex-girlfriend turned her head to look around, scanning the crowd and then the woods.

Her gaze froze. First came surprise, then confusion, as Lin Ye's hand rested on the waist of a blond-haired girl. Next came disdain—only two days after their breakup, she'd already found this kind of scum? Then she saw six different people: tattooed arms and legs, green hair, pink hair, and bangs.

Her face turned pale. Why?

And what about her? The man in the shirt next to her was arguing with the vendor over the chili sauce bottle for the grilled squid, and from her angle, his hairline was clearly receding.

Lin Ye made a move at that moment.

He didn't walk over, didn't wave, and didn't even glance in her direction. He simply lowered his head and looked at Bai Xiaojing.

Bai Xiaojing was looking up at him, the lights of the night market shimmering in her eyes.

"elder brother."

She spoke softly, her lips curving upwards, the cigarette already discarded sometime earlier.

"What are you waiting for?"

Lin Ye grabbed the blond hair at the back of her head and leaned down to kiss her.

It smells of mint smoke and strawberry shampoo, with a hint of cumin from grilled squid.

The lights of the night market exploded around them.

The tattooed arm whistled beside them, the tattooed leg covered its mouth and laughed, the green-haired and pink-haired cats let out a shriek like boiling water, and the cat with bangs covered its eyes while its own eyes were wide open.

Lin Ye did not close his eyes.

His peripheral vision passed through Bai Xiaojing's blond hair, across the lights and crowds of the night market, and saw his ex-girlfriend frozen in place.

Her lips were trembling.

Her fingers gripped the shirt-wearing man's sleeve, her knuckles turning white.

Her face was filled with disbelief, anger, and disgust, but at its core was resentment.

Lin Ye let go of Bai Xiaojing.

She tilted her head back, her breathing slightly unsteady, her deep brown pupils filled with light.

The ex-girlfriend had already let go of the man beside her, while the man in the shirt was still agonizing over the hot sauce bottle for the grilled squid, completely unaware of what was happening.

She took a step and walked towards Lin Ye, her steps slightly unsteady.

Lin Ye spoke first: "Zhang Qian, what a coincidence."

He used a declarative sentence tone.

Then he smiled, pointed at Bai Xiaojing, and then at the other girls beside him: "These are all my friends. I have a gathering tonight, so I won't chat any longer."