"That weekend, I told my dad I wanted to go pro, and he scolded me."

Lu Jinyu still remembered his father's exact words—"You want to play professionally? I'd like to beat you up!"

He said he had done his research and that not just anyone can become a professional gamer, so I shouldn't even think about it and should focus on my studies.

"During that time, my relationship with him was particularly bad; he was always at home, but I was never there."

"Later, he had no other choice. He saw an account for an e-sports training base online and said he would take me there to take a test because the person there told him that they could help me quit internet addiction."

Nangong You nodded.

"That's true. If you're not good enough, playing a few games against a professional player can really make you feel depressed."

"Well, then I asked him if I could play professionally if I passed the test."

He countered by asking if I could stop playing the game if I failed the test. We both agreed.

"So you failed the test?" Nangong You asked curiously.

Lu Jinyu gave a bitter smile:

"I passed the test, and all the data were excellent. I even asked Coach Su if I could persuade my dad if I passed, and he agreed."

"But my dad changed his mind. Perhaps in his mind, I have no chance of passing."

"Shameless old Deng, so despicable, he doesn't keep his word," Nangong You complained.

"Yes, this was the first time I met Coach Su, but he kept his promise. He couldn't convince my dad at the training base, so he came to my house, and my dad kicked him out."

Coach Su left with a helpless expression, saying:

"Fifteen years old, 2500 points, your stats are the best I've ever seen for this age."

I really wanted to sign you, but I'm sorry... I couldn't convince your father.

"It's a real shame," Nangong You sighed, then asked, "What happened next?"

"Later, when that path became blocked, I could only study hard and continue to do homework and play games for others in my spare time to earn some pocket money."

"Are you short of money?" Nangong You asked.

Lu Jinyu shook her head: "That's not true. I hardly spend any money, but I try to earn as much as I can."

"That's why Zhou Zixuan said I'm stingy..."

Lu Jinyu recounted Zhou Zixuan's situation.

"I always thought we were friends because she was really nice to me. She was the person I talked to the most, and she even brought me breakfast. But I also treated her to a meal..."

"I just didn't expect her to say that."

In fact, Lu Jinyu is not stingy at all; he just feels that money should be spent wisely.

In their first year of high school, there was a boy in their class who was quiet and didn't like to get along with others.

The family is in dire straits. When they get sick, they can't afford treatment, so they just tough it out. It's just a minor surgery that costs a little over 8000 yuan, but they just don't have the money.

Not having surgery could leave hidden dangers, and could even be life-threatening.

Lu Jinyu gave him all the money she had painstakingly saved so he could get medical treatment.

High school freshmen are always full of emotions.

With red eyes, the boy said that his family was very poor, so poor that Lu Jinyu couldn't even imagine it, that he couldn't repay the debt, and that he didn't want to.

Lu Jinyu said, "How can I, at sixteen, define myself at twenty-six or even thirty-six?"

Nangong You was furious after hearing this: "Where would a high school student get money? What's wrong with a 39 yuan hot pot?"

"Tell your dad not to give her family a loan."

"Ha, her acting is pretty good, this little bitch."

Nangong You, with a cold face, unleashed a barrage of attacks.

She paused, then looked up at Lu Jinyu again: "...You even thought she liked you?"

Lu Jinyu's face flushed slightly, feeling somewhat embarrassed:

"One of the greatest illusions in life."

Nangong You originally wanted to ask—you don't like her, do you?

But she didn't ask.

Lu Jinyu's phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was Zhou Zixuan.

[Zhou Zixuan: Why didn't you come to my birthday party?]

[Zhou Zixuan: I texted you last night but you didn't reply. What do you mean by that?]

[Zhou Zixuan: My friend talked about you, and I even tried to explain for you and was waiting for your explanation. But what have you done? You haven't replied to my messages, and after all this time, you haven't offered a single explanation.]

Nangong You could tell Zhou Zixuan's anger from just one glance at the words.

Lu Jinyu turned off her phone and put it back in her pocket.

"Why keep her if you're not going to delete her?" Nangong You said irritably. "Or rather, you like her and can't bear to part with her?"

"I didn't," Lu Jinyu immediately shook her head.

"I'll go back and do the math. She bought me breakfast, and I treated her to meals. I don't want to owe her even a penny more."

Lu Jinyu was somewhat stubborn; if Zhou Zixuan owed him something, he wouldn't even bother to ask for it back.

If he still owes Zhou Zixuan, he will return every single penny, because he feels uncomfortable about it.

Lu Jinyu didn't want to have anything to do with her anymore.

"That's more like it."

Nangong You said something and started the car.

The two had actually been in the car for a while, but they hadn't driven because they were talking.

Her car was a red Porsche Panamera.

Lu Jinyu wasn't knowledgeable about cars, but she still roughly knew that this car cost at least a million.

"I'm rich, follow me from now on," Nangong You joked as she drove.

"You're going to go hungry for three days and then go hungry nine times, huh?" Lu Jinyu smiled.

The awkward atmosphere of sharing a bed for one night gradually faded away as the two exchanged casual words.

The vehicle arrived at the hospital quickly.

Nangong You was a bit lost because she had almost never been to the hospital. She had been there when she was sick as a child, but her family always took care of her.

Fortunately, Lu Jinyu was very familiar with the process, and by running around, she handled everything almost without Lu Jinyu having to worry about anything.

"Why do you look so familiar?" Nangong You asked.

"When I was little, my mother was hospitalized, and I often went there to visit her," Lu Jinyu replied softly, her eyes lowered.

He was only five years old then, but he will never forget the days he spent with his mother in the hospital.

Nangong You's fingertips trembled slightly. Looking at the boy's lowered eyes, she wished she could slap herself.

"It's alright, Senior Nangong, it's been more than ten years." Lu Jinyu smiled at her.

The boy's smile was exceptionally sunny and handsome.

"I wonder which girl will get lucky in the future," Nangong You muttered to herself.

"What did you say, Senior Nangong?"

"It's nothing," Nangong You said casually.

"Oh, Senior Nangong, it's your turn."

Lu Jinyu pointed to the electronic screen outside the examination room, which happened to display Nangong You's name.

Nangong You took a deep breath and walked into the examination room with a mix of trepidation and complicated feelings.

Lu Jinyu sat quietly on the bench outside, anxiously awaiting the result.

A little while later.

Nangong You came out with a faint smile on her face, the kind of smile that comes from complete relief.

She held the form in her hand, and like most people, although she couldn't understand it, it didn't stop her from staring at the report.

Lu Jinyu quickly went to greet her, asking cautiously, "How...how is it?"

"A young, unmarried woman," Nangong You said.

Upon hearing this, Lu Jinyu finally felt relieved, and a smile finally appeared on her lips.

This was the first time Nangong You had seen such a genuine smile on the boy's face. She was initially happy, but now she suddenly felt a little unhappy.

"You're happy?" She narrowed her eyes.

Lu Jinyu scratched his head, not understanding why Senior Nangong's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Huh? Shouldn't you be happy?"

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