Today is July 15, 2021, and the second sunny day has finally ushered in after a week of rain in the magic capital.

It hasn't rained for two days in a row, and if you don't go out again, I'm afraid your body will become moldy.

Luo Yang didn't want to get up yet, because getting up meant facing a constant life every day, as well as an unchanged subscription fee.

Ah, he's been living on his savings for half a year. It's impossible to sit and eat, but you can't just go on abandoning.

Therefore, after a long time, Luo Yang also began to sleep lazily, and he could get up one minute later if he could get up one minute later, and it seemed good to be able to delay for one minute. But he was not happy in his heart, and even his little yellow cat could not get used to him, thinking that he was a useless owner. I don't even want to sleep at his feet.

When no one loves you, even the cat doesn't bother to look at you.

Since he failed the graduate school entrance examination, his life has fallen into a complete sad urge, he has read a lot of books on success and chicken soup, and he has said that everything is just a thought, as long as you are willing to change, change from now on, everything will be fine.

It's a joke that an undergraduate graduate majoring in educational psychology has to rely on success to forcibly inject himself with chicken soup, and such days are really enough.

There is a disease called lack of interest, weakened mobility, and social apathy. In some areas, there are more and more such people, and gradually these people do not go out, and those who can shop online are all online, and if they really want to go out, they will wear wide hoodies to wrap themselves.

Contact with living people?

What a terrible thing!!!!!!

Luo Yang knows that although he is not completely out of the house, he is also hovering on the edge of such a life, except for insisting on updating novels every day, there is not much hard work and positive shadow in his life.

Not a single thing left.

The powerlessness of life is like milk poured on your hands, flowing through your fingers. You don't even have the strength to hold onto.

But today, God didn't seem to want to give Luo Yang a chance to sleep anymore, and the little yellow cat jumped on his face and kept licking, and kept biting on his neckline.

Luo Yang turned over and hugged the little yellow cat in his arms. He murmured: "Van Gogh, don't make trouble, sleep again, sleep again." ”

Van Gogh refused to give up, struggling to stretch out his immature paws and grab Luo Yang.

Luo Yang was scratched like this, and finally woke up most of the time.

I only heard the sound of the phone vibrating in my ears.

Domestic low-end mobile phones, the vibration sound is the same as the impact drill of the house decoration, yesterday should have forgotten to mute, no wonder Van Gogh couldn't stand it and jumped on the bed.

This bed is no match for its own nest in its eyes.

Luo Yang opened his eyes in a daze, and what caught his eyes were three unread text messages.

SPD Calendar Reminder: Today is the payment day for your telecom bill/number ending in 8215, log in to SPD mobile banking to pay immediately, which is fast and convenient. 【Shanghai Pudong Development Bank】

Warm reminder from SPD calendar: Today is the payment day for your Pudong Veolia tap water tail number with 8376 bill/number, log in to SPD mobile banking to pay immediately, which is fast and convenient. 【Shanghai Pudong Development Bank】

SPD Calendar Warm Reminder: Today is the payment day for your Shanghai Power bill/number with a tail number of 4871, and it is fast and convenient to log in to SPD Mobile Banking to pay immediately. 【Shanghai Pudong Development Bank】

It's okay, it's just the utility bill, it's okay, it's okay.

Luo Yang turned over to the sky, the light-proof curtain is really the most suitable thing for otaku in the world, the otaku gospel is not a goddess at all, it is simply a light-proof curtain, it is the thing that makes you feel secure, allowing you to control the day and night freely.

If you want to sleep, it can be a dark night at any time.

Luo Yang, who is a little obsessive-compulsive, draws the light-blocking curtains tightly, only the top of the curtain will show a little light, but from the position of Luo Yang's bed, that little bit of light is just blocked by the balcony partition.

What light, what sun, what is not, there is no need in this life.

Just when I wanted to sleep again, the phone rang again, and the vibration sound was to pry open the earth and shatter the core directly?

Luo Yang stretched out his hand to cover his head with the quilt, who knows, Van Gogh didn't know when he got into his quilt, and at the moment he was licking Luo Yang's face repeatedly with his tongue covered with small thorns.

Cats are liquids, and they can be found anywhere.

As soon as the vibration of the mobile phone stopped, Luo Yang wanted to continue to sleep with Van Gogh in his arms for a while, but Van Gogh's claws grabbed his chest.

It hurts!

Now Luo Yang woke up completely, and he couldn't sleep anymore.

I turned on the bedside lamp and saw that it was already 10:45 in the morning.

At this time, the evil mobile phone rumbled again, and I wanted to shake the whole room upside down.

What the hell is going on, why is there so much news.

Helplessly, slide the screen, enter the password, and open the text message on your phone.

A few lines of dense words made Luo Yang's brain ache sharply.

Your SPD personal credit card account has a statement of RMB7586.99 for the current month, with a minimum repayment of RMB379.35. The repayment due date is 08/03. Reply to ZDFQ (space) 6158 to repay your current bill in 12 installments, the specific application result is subject to approval, please inquire through the self-service channel for account details. 【Shanghai Pudong Development Bank】

Why is the repayment day the 15th!!!!!

How can there be so much money, oh my.

What else, come along. Luo Yang has a heroic spirit that sees death as home, and he can't wait to let all the bills be smashed against him, bury himself under the bills and don't get up.

Van Gogh finally quieted down, stretched out his four legs and stood beside the bed like a wolf, looking at Luo Yang with fierce eyes.

"What are you seeing, I haven't eaten either?"

"Meow. Van Gogh exclaimed.

Luo Yang didn't bother to talk anymore, such a credit card fee seemed to be a bit beyond his imagination, and it was true that he had paid a few times in advance for Lin Guo's video shooting, mainly for meals and venue concessions, but it didn't seem to be that much.

Could the credit card center miscalculate?

Luo Yang shook his head, no, the probability of an error in the credit card center is much lower than the probability of his own mistake.

It's like if you failed in the college entrance examination, and your usual score is very stable and you only scored 85 points in English, you can't believe yourself, so you start to wonder if the computer made a mistake when grading, and the computer will also make mistakes?

But it immediately occurred to me that the results of the score check were meaningless, and the probability of filling in the wrong form was countless times higher than that of the computer's miscalculation.

Good things will not be wrong to you, only bad things will be wrong to you.

This is the reality, such as failing the graduate school entrance examination, such as writing that no one reads.

While Luo Yang was calculating how to get the money back to the bank, suddenly his phone vibrated again.

Van Gogh snorted in fear and hid under the covers.

Luo Yang angrily turned on the phone, and this time, there was nothing in the phone, not a text message prompt, not a missed call, not WeChat and QQ.

Is there a mistake, is it the system?

Oh my God, will such a small probability be his turn?

Luo Yang shook his head, looked up and down the bedroom, back and forth, and found nothing.

He looked at his phone again, but there was still nothing unusual.

Lie, even if the things in those novels really existed, they wouldn't have happened to me.

But Luo Yang still held on to a glimmer of hope, he forgot who said it, a writer who can't even dream, he basically won't be a good writer.

So, he ran to the computer, quickly turned on the computer, checked the screen, and still didn't have it.

No interface, no system tone, nothing.

At this time, he suddenly heard Van Gogh scream, got out of bed, and hid in his small grass hut.

The quilt kept rolling on the bed, as if some monster was hiding underneath.

Luo Yang mustered up his courage, after all, it was his own family, could he suddenly give birth to Cthulhu?

He tiptoed to the edge of the bed and lifted the covers.

Dumbfounded, dumbfounded!

Is there any mistake!!!!

It's a cub??????

Moving cubs??????