Bian Junyi lives alone in the old house is very comfortable, sleeps until three poles in the morning every day, orders a takeaway, reads some books that will be learned in the next school year, immerses himself in the ocean of programming, and enjoys cruising for a while, and then at night, his computer configuration is not high enough, and he is not good at playing games, so he goes to a small Internet café nearby, and plays all night passionately, until 67 o'clock the next morning, he drags his tired pace home, and falls down on the bed to sleep in the dark.

Xing Su'e would occasionally come back to help with household chores and wash her son's clothes. Bian Jun has also grown so big, he has never cooked a meal for himself, he has not washed a coat of his own, and his underwear is still when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, he understands the difference between men and women, and he watched some films with a little color, and then he is embarrassed to let his sister wash it, so he started to wash it himself, as for the coat, he has never washed it from beginning to end.

Does he need to do such things as housework himself? Now he has a mother and a sister, and he will have a wife in the future, he is a man, and it is natural to be served by a woman.

If it was before, his son's lifestyle of reversing black and white and damaging his body would have been severely reprimanded, and he would have been nagged like Tang Seng until he changed his life, but with the birth of his little grandson, Bian Jun's status in the family has plummeted, not to mention that his lifestyle is healthy and unhealthy, no one cares, I'm afraid he will starve to death at home, and Xing Su'e will only find his already rotten corpse when he comes back. He simply indulged to the end, anyway, he was tired after pretending to be a good child for so many years, and it was not his style to suppress his nature and live.

On this day, Bian Jun also pulled his slippers and carried a bag of fruits to the Internet café downstairs. More than 10 years ago, the Internet café was full, but now I am afraid that it will not be seen. With the popularization of the Internet, the acceleration of the replacement of notebook and desktop configurations, and the decline in the price of both, it cannot be said that every household, at least more than half of the families, have the conditions to access the Internet at home. There are basically three kinds of people who come to Internet cafes: migrant workers, who have no fixed place to live in the local area and have no conditions to install stable Internet access equipment; Minors, who are more strictly controlled at home, are not allowed to play games at will, and have a deeper Internet addiction; There is the last one with the least number, that is, like Bian Junyi, who is bored and idle, and simply thinks that the machine configuration of the Internet café is higher, and it is more cool to play games, so he gives up the boredom of being alone at home, and comes to the Internet café to feel the passionate atmosphere of everyone playing games online.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the source of customers in the Internet café near the community is relatively stable. As soon as he came in today, Bian Jun also saw the girl who looked innocent and charming, who seemed to be less than twenty years old, in a familiar position.

He has been paying attention to her for a long time, this girl comes to the Internet café and doesn't play anything else, just watches all kinds of romance TV series episode after episode, and cries when she sees the climax.

Dressed in a white dress, with long hair fluttering, delicate and lovely, a little melancholy between his eyebrows, and the charm of pear blossoms like rain when crying, Bian Jun also felt that his heart had never moved, and suddenly it was like a deer pounding in it.

It turns out that this is the so-called heart-pounding feeling. Bian Junyi couldn't take his eyes off this girl from the first sight. He always came to the Internet café under the guise of playing games and sat behind the girl, quietly watching her while she was not looking. The girl stayed up all night, and he followed every day all night, and when he played the game, he was always the loudest and the loudest, hoping to attract the attention of the girl behind him.

He also knew that his behavior was quite naïve, what age was it, his age was completely enough to fall in love, what else to be shy, and went directly to ask, what is your name, do you have a boyfriend, can I have this honor to be your boyfriend, agree to agree or not, then shoot it in two, stop being delusional, what a simple and rude way.

But Bian Jun just can't open his mouth, he is afraid of being rejected, and when others say no to him, he always feels very depressed, and even hopes that he will never see this person again. He was reluctant to see this girl, he wanted to see her every day, even if maybe the girl would never know how much the shy boy behind her wanted to come up and sit beside her.

It's a simple infatuation. Bian Jun also didn't know when this girl might not come again, and disappeared into the vast sea of people, no matter how he walked through the streets and alleys of Q City, it would be impossible to see the girl with long hair and white dress in the dim lights, he didn't want to wait a few years to recall this scene, leaving behind a lot of regret and remorse, to think about if he had been braver, whether the ending would have been different.

"Network management, open the machine." Bian Jun also threw down 20 yuan with ease: "Old rules." Then Shi Shiran sat down in his old seat.

At that moment, the closest distance between him and the girl was about 60 centimeters, and he could even clearly smell the refreshing fragrance emanating from the girl's body, which seemed so out of place compared to the smell of instant noodles and cigarettes in the Internet café. She wasn't meant to belong. She is too clean, too simple, and seems to need someone to protect and love her.

He pressed his wildly beating heart, logged into the game, and while absentmindedly doing some routine tasks, he kept looking for every opportunity to look back at his beloved girl. She seems to have changed a TV series today, and what she watched yesterday was a Korean drama that has been very popular recently, Descendants of the Sun. Almost every time she watched an episode, she was crying, and Bian Jun also clicked on the TV series and watched two episodes with curiosity, but found that he couldn't stand this kind of romance bubble drama anyway, although this theme is very fresh compared to Korean dramas in the traditional sense, but it is still not his thing. What life and death, what responsibility is supreme, in Bian Jun's opinion, is pure bullshit. It's just a group of young men and women who have eaten enough and have nothing to do, and under the boredom, they take creating misunderstandings as fun, and they sublimate what they should have done to the height of heroes.

He looked down on the Korean stick in his heart, and as far as the ordinary Korean people listened to it so closely, they always felt that they were the supremacy of the Republic of Korea, and China had always stayed at the level of poverty and backwardness in the sixties and seventies, and had never seen toothpaste, had never used a flush toilet, and could not even afford to eat meat.

There is nothing wrong with lewdness, but it is your fault to run in front of others and be arrogant. In fact, Bian Jun was completely disgusted by a few Korean students in their school. He had a big pie face, ugly like something, and ran to him on a special trip, saying that he was just a cream boy at best, and his tone was extremely arrogant. Therefore, he did not have a good impression of Koreans at all.

However, the goddess in his mind likes it, although he can't see it, but he doesn't want to depreciate it too much, and now the girl has changed to a relatively relaxed ode to joy, the story of five urban white-collar workers, very inspirational.

The girl laughed as she watched, and the way she laughed was ten thousand times better than when she cried, and when she pursed her lips, lowered her head, and smiled, all with a fatal attraction. Bian Jun also knew that he was hopelessly trapped.

Sometimes love comes so suddenly, when you are completely unprepared, that person suddenly appears in your life and hits you by mistake.

In recent days, he has been struggling with contradictions, confessing or not confessing, which is a very serious issue. He didn't want his abruptness to scare the other party, so he reflexively rejected him, and then things would never turn around, and the two of them would gradually drift apart in the future like two intersecting lines, and that kind of ending was not something Bian Jun was also happy to see.

When he inadvertently turned around again, he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart, at the bottom right of the computer screen that the girl opened, there was a small character avatar that was constantly beating, and she was actually on QQ for so many days!

Bian Jun also immediately minimized the interface of the game, taking advantage of the network management not paying attention, from the cloud disk down a few small programs that he wrote casually in his spare time, the computers in the Internet café are in a small local area network, in order to facilitate management, each machine is specially installed with an Internet café management system. This kind of low-end LAN, for people who study computer science, the firewall is as fragile as paper paste, and it only takes about 10 minutes to overcome it from the inside, and the poor craftsmanship only takes about 10 minutes.

Bian Jun also tapped the keyboard a few times with ease, and released a small program that specializes in cracking the firewall in the LAN, and then soon he found the QQ number hanging on the girl's computer, sent the screenshot to his mobile phone, and then for the first time, he checked out and left after only half an hour on the machine. Only the network administrator of the whole Internet café noticed Bian Junyi's abnormality, and everyone else was playing their own games, and Bian Junyi looked at the girl in white when he was leaving, and found that she was immersed in the joys and sorrows of the TV series, and did not react to the departure of a person who secretly admired her.

Bian Jun was also a little frustrated, all the tricks he had been trying to attract her attention seemed to be in vain. But fortunately, he got her QQ number, as long as he added friends and chatted for a few days, he was very confident in his appearance, and it was natural to meet and start falling in love. As for the fact that after making an appointment to meet, the other party may not look down on him, of course he didn't think about it.

After returning home, he couldn't wait to turn on the computer, hurriedly logged in to QQ, which he had not used for a long time, and applied to add the girl with the screen name Folded Winged Angel as a friend. As a result, the other party added him in seconds.

In the virtual world of the Internet, many people will show a completely different side of themselves in reality, because they boast that they are separated by the screen and the Internet, no one knows who their real identity is, and they can freely show off their personality and vent their resentment without paying any price.

The other party agreed to his verification request, Bian Jun was also ecstatic, and couldn't wait to start chatting with her, he hesitated for a long time, for fear of scaring the other party, and then typed out a sentence: Hello, nice to meet you.

The other party quickly replied with a message, but after seeing this message, Bian Jun's enthusiasm instantly cooled: Which regular customer introduced you to? 300 per hour, 900 overnight, and you can make an appointment tonight. Payment methods support bank card transfer, WeChat payment, Alipay and cash transactions.

Bian Jun is no longer familiar with human feelings, and he also understands what the hidden meaning of this passage represents.

This is impossible, he inadvertently met a girl who looked simple, cute and kind by surprise, and was actually a young lady! So why, for so many days, when he was spending the night in an Internet café, he could see that girl sitting alone in front of the computer, watching a boring eight-o'clock TV series? With her appearance and worth, it is impossible that she will not be introduced for so many days in a row, right?

Bian Jun really didn't have the courage to continue to look at the words beating on the screen, the unique flashing font of QQ members, it was so dazzling in his eyes. It was as if every word was broken and crumpled and he knew it, but the meaning of being mixed together and connected made him unwilling to admit it from the bottom of his heart. A flower of love that has just sprouted suddenly withered before it has time to bear fruit.

Bian Junyi's depression can be imagined, he turned off the monitor, paced back and forth in the room irritably, and finally grabbed the mobile phone and keys, and hurriedly went out again, he wanted to see the girl again, under her icy and jade appearance, how to hide a moment of dirty heart. How could she attract him so irresponsibly, let him not think about it, and suffer from gains and losses, but the truth was so unbearable.

He wanted to run and question her, even if he wasn't one of hers, and he wasn't qualified to interfere in her life, but he just wanted to, thought of being desperate. When his goddess stepped down from the altar and was no longer so high, what else did he have to worry about, the worst result was that he could get her body for 900 yuan.

He had to walk several times a day in just a few hundred meters, but none of them were as long as today, and each step required a lot of courage. He didn't want to face the pain of imminent disillusionment, he would rather believe that the winged angel he had just added was not the white-clothed goddess in his heart, maybe the QQ number was inadvertently pulled down by others before she got on the plane and did not quit.

Just let him keep deceiving himself like this, okay? Just let that unknown innocent girl become a dream in his heart that will never be attainable, okay? Let's just let them pass by, and from now on not appear in each other's lives again, okay? Just let him be an ostrich to escape from his safe nest, not to hear, not to think, not to see all the facts that he does not want to accept, okay?

The door of the Internet café that was close at hand was so quietly open, waiting for guests from all directions, Bian Jun also seemed to be able to see through the wall and know exactly where the girl was sitting, he stood more than ten meters away from the door, and could no longer take heavy steps. (To be continued.) )