Wang An's life these days is quite comfortable, if you have to describe it, it should be a pig with irregular work and rest.

He wakes up every day, about 1 o'clock to 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and after waking up and eating, he begins to fill the Internet with water, and the amount of water basically depends on the height of the sun. The farther away from darkness he is, the more he waters, and vice versa, the less he waters. When night falls and the evening breeze is gentle, after Wang An has eaten his second meal, he will suddenly realize that he is wasting his time, and then immediately after, he will play games while thinking about life and the future. Of course, thinking about life and the future is the main aspect.

When Wang An is thinking, his attention has always been very concentrated, so unconsciously, he will play games from dark to dawn. He plays all single-player games because they are free and theoretically not very addictive. In order to enhance the fun in the process of thinking, Wang An usually plays single-player games to the extreme.

For example, in "Heroes of Heroes 3", you must occupy all the castles, upgrade all the buildings to the maximum level, explore all the maps, collect all the obelisks, and get all the treasure combinations; Wang An usually chooses the monarchicide mode, after tearing down the walls of the computer, he will build another wall to surround the only remaining hostile monarch, so that the computer wants to surrender but cannot.

But if others think that this is the end, it is too naïve.

After besieging the monarch, Wang An really started this game.

He'll pick up all the forest resources on the map - no passwords, no catapults. Rather, it simply relies on human collection, and. The map is generally the Black Forest.

After the completion of the strong wall and the clear field, Wang An will follow his own plan. Design various city modules on the map.

In the middle is the "administrative district" where the king's castle is located, on the left is the large "agricultural area" built in a boxy area, on the right is the "industrial area" for all kinds of military production, on the north is the "cultural area" where monasteries, universities and arsenals are placed, on the south side is the "commercial area" where the market is located, and then another enclave is carved out as a god knows what area for the wonders of the world.

If he played from the beginning to the end in an orderly manner, when he got up from the chair, the sky was basically bright.

In light of this. Every morning before going to bed, Wang An would be filled with a deep sense of self-blame, and then while blaming himself, he would recall all kinds of shameful things in the past, until he was physically exhausted, and then he would fall into a deep sleep, until he was woken up by some strange dreams - and then he could live a new day over and over again.

Su Tang's text message to Wang An yesterday finally made Wang An restrain his muddy life a little.

Wang An fell asleep at 3 a.m. for the first time last night – thanks to the typhoon's widespread power outage in the city – and woke up "early" at 11 a.m.

No doubt. Wang An attaches great importance to this matter.

And in fact, the moment he saw the text message, he was still very angry.

Since returning from the kebab shop on the day of the fight, Wang An has always been haunted by the defeat to Qin Feng.

He felt that he had fallen into Qin Feng's trap, because Qin Feng didn't give him a chance to play at that time. And Wang An decided that Qin Feng played both the referee and the athlete in that confrontation, so it was an extremely unfair competition.

Under the grievance. Before going to bed these days, Wang An also re-simulated the situation several times by the way. And in these simulations of consciousness. His state is always extremely violent, and all kinds of golden sentences are simply jumping out without money. This made Wang An deeply aware. It's not that he can't say that Qin Feng can't, he just wasn't ready. If God could give him a chance, he would definitely be able to say to Qin Feng: "High school students are just like that. And if one more ancillary condition can be added, Wang An hopes that there will be an audience at the scene!

With anticipation and nervousness, Wang An put on clothes that could "meet guests" after eating the first meal of the day, and then waited quietly at home.

He waited, waited, waited,

Taking off your clothes is like taking off your shackles.

Wang An habitually turned on the computer again, and as usual, went around looking for people to discuss the darkness of society and the distortion of human nature. Time flies by in this meaningless activity, and when Wang An was scolded by a netizen and wanted to scold his mother, he inadvertently glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the screen, and suddenly a trace of complicated emotions suddenly appeared in his heart.

"It's 5 o'clock, shouldn't you come?" Wang An muttered secretly, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, wanting to send a text message to ask, but he couldn't mention it. He whispered, subconsciously as if the enemy had retreated unilaterally, and unconsciously, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's ......better if you don't come."

For the first time in so many days, I turned off my computer before dinner.

Wang An leaned back in his chair in a daze, he tilted his head and looked at the ceiling, and some fragments in his mind, like collecting debts, jumped out one after another.

The first girlfriend in college, she was so good, so good that he was reluctant to touch her.

On graduation day, she said she was going to give herself to him, but he didn't agree because he didn't feel the responsibility.

Then, she got married, got married, had children, and her husband seemed to be a very good man, young and promising, very reliable, and very good......

The college counselor, she is so forgiving and always tolerates the mistakes she makes.

On graduation day, she told him that he was the most aura student she had ever led, and he believed him because he felt he was.

Then, he was unemployed, he didn't achieve anything, he didn't even know what he could do in this life, and if the counselor knew that he was like this, she would be disappointed, right? Or maybe she didn't care at all......

And those former friends, classmates, and partners......

Wang An sighed deeply, and suddenly, another face stopped in his mind.

Xie Yihan.

Su Tang's homeroom teacher is so beautiful, but it's a pity that she doesn't have the confidence to chase him, besides, she probably can't look down on him, right?

"If only there was money. Wang An thought in a daze.

Then thinking about it, the picture began to become a little inappropriate......

Just as the reverie in my mind was at the critical point, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Do you still have dinner?" asked the old lady standing at the door, startling Wang An.

The psychological trauma caused by this feeling of being interrupted in sexual immorality is not a joke.

"Mom, you knocked on the door before you entered!" Wang An sat up straight with a tumbling motion, and by the way, he covered up his part that was unusually vigorous because of association.

"What is there to knock on?" Wang An's wife was very unimpressed.

Wang An was a little angry, and when he opened his mouth, it was the old saying: "Do you know what respect is?"

"Respect?" Wang An's old lady snorted coldly, "You are such a big person, eat me and live in me, do you still have the face to talk to me about respect?"

"I ......" Wang An instinctively wanted to retort, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he stopped.

He wanted to say that I had earned tens of thousands of dollars over the years, but something called self-esteem grabbed his throat tightly.

Wang An felt that his mother's words were too vicious.

It's like a group of unsympathetic bastards laughing at a certain scumbag who scored zero in the exam, but the scum can't retort with all the confidence: "Fart! I obviously got twenty or thirty points in the exam!"

Wouldn't it be even more humiliating to say that?

Wang An looked at his mother stupidly, and the humiliation in his heart was infinitely magnified at this moment.

Even my own mother dislikes herself, what's the point of being forced to live?

He gritted his teeth, didn't let the hot tears roll down his eyes, quickly got dressed, grabbed his phone and wallet, and rushed out of the house without even the keys.

"Eh, why are you going?" asked Mrs. Wang An, who hurriedly ran out.

In the living room, Wang An's father's angry shouts sounded: "Let him go, fooling around outside is better than being a pig at home!" (to be continued......)