"It's raining all the time, and the atmosphere is not harmonious......

According to the current judging standards, Li Yeshi is actually quite an old-fashion person.

Although he is said to be squatting at home, a NEET, a dead house, and the only thing he likes to do is play games, watch animations and have fun for himself in the virtual, but this does not prevent him from liking some old things at the same time.

Like the CD he's playing in his room right now.

In fact, not to mention the song he's playing right now, even the CD player is already quite an old-fashion thing.

But there is a saying that says it well.

Retro is fashionable.

Maybe I don't know when, these old antiques will be taken out by a group of young people full of style or businessmen with ulterior motives to stir up again.

'Ding-'

The sound of a microwave oven heating up sounds in the room.

"Huh?" When Li Yeshi heard this voice, he subconsciously turned over on the bed.

The sound is not coming from a real microwave oven.

In fact, even the most old-fashioned people would not use something as outdated as a microwave oven in this day and age.

It's like no one would ever use the in95 system every day in the in10 era.

Of course, this is not a generalization.

It's just that if someone is still willing to use in95 every day in the in10 era, then that person is either forced to do so or crazy.

The sound of this microwave oven is actually the prompt sound of Li Yeshi's mobile phone.

"Someone is still looking for me, it can't be 10085." Li Yeshi laughed self-deprecatingly, and then reached out and took down the mobile phone he had placed on the table.

He expertly unlocked the lock screen, and then saw a short message on the screen.

"It's strange, it's not 10085." Li Yeshi frowned, he had always thought that no one would send him a text message except for the bill notice.

Displayed on the screen is a long and unfamiliar list of phone numbers.

In the spirit of curiosity about the unknown and the doubt of 'who would be so boring to text me', Li Yeshi opened the text message.

And when he just saw the content of the text message, his face instantly froze.

Because on the screen of the phone, there are only four small words at the moment.

"Back to work."

……

Li Yeshi knew why he was idle.

Depression is just a façade.

He didn't have depression at all.

But because he knew something he shouldn't know, he was forced to take a break.

Although for him, this is a disrespect for him as a human being, but for the sake of paid leave, he is willing to accept it.

After all, his essence is still a NEET.

For him, having money to spend even if he doesn't work is the ultimate goal of life.

And now that he has achieved this ultimate goal, he doesn't care if he is idle or whatever.

"But what does it mean to suddenly call me back?" Li Yeshi frowned, staring at the small words on the mobile phone screen.

It was clear that it was a text message from his company.

And the words 'back to work' can't have any other meaning.

But this almost commanding tone always made Li Yeshi feel a little uncomfortable.

"Should I go or not?" Li Yeshi pondered and collapsed on the bed again.

The old-fashioned CD player next to the bed was still playing those old-fashion songs, which made Li Yeshi a little unable to concentrate on thinking.

"Sparrows outside the window, mouthing on telephone poles......"

"Okay, don't talk too much." Li Yeshi rolled his body to the side of the bed, and then reached out and turned off the CD player.

He needs to be quiet now.

He needs to think about the risks behind it.

"What happens if you don't go?" Li Yeshi lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and asked himself silently.

For him now, perhaps the worst outcome is to be directly fired, and then he can no longer take paid leave and live a life of eating and waiting for death.

But is that really the case?

If the consequences of not going are really that simple, then he would be happy to find a new job.

But he knew that if he didn't go, the consequences might be even worse than he had imagined.

After all, this is not just a game company.

The power behind it is far from what a wasted person like Li Yeshi can imagine.

Therefore, if Li Yeshi rejects this text message, then the most likely result he will get is not to be fired, but to evaporate from the world.

Well, that still seems to be a dismissal.

It's just that he was fired from the perspective of life.

"It's not good to think about it anyway." Li Yeshi sighed.

The current situation can probably be said to be very difficult for him to choose.

Go, probably nothing good will happen.

If you don't go, nothing good will happen.

"Death is death now, and death is death for great plans; Waiting for death, what about the dead country? ”

Li Yeshi thought of this sentence that didn't matter much.

After all, he always failed his Chinese when he was a student.

But although this sentence did not matter, he felt that this sentence was actually very suitable for his current situation.

"What should I say?" Li Yeshi looked at the ceiling and pondered, "Do you feel like you're about to go to the execution ground?" ”

"Rather than living in the world and being pulled out of my home, I would probably prefer to be cut down in a dignified manner, right......?" Li Yeshi's mind was already thinking nonsense.

"No, who the wants to be cut." Li Yeshi patted his head, "Isn't it good to live?" ”

If this sentence was said to him in the past, then he probably would not be in the predicament he is in today.

'Ding. ’

At this moment, his microwave phone made another beep.

For the first time, Li Yeshi felt that his mobile phone was about to be baked.

"What."

Li Yeshi picked up the mobile phone placed next to the pillow with his backhand, and then glanced at the information on it.

It's the same number again.

"It's over, it's over." Li Yeshi wiped his forehead, "They must have come to urge me, I probably can't go this time." ”

The sound of cooking could be heard in the kitchen outside the door.

"Is this almost time to eat?" Li Yeshi looked at the time on his phone, which showed 11:45.

"I feel, I'm a little sorry for my mom." He sighed thinking about the busy figure in the kitchen, and finally decided to open the text message on his phone to see what the company had sent again.

"The big deal is that it's here to kill, can there be anything worse than this?" Li Yeshi sighed and opened the text message page.

Underneath that long string of numbers is another short text.

"Now go downstairs immediately, the car is already downstairs in your house."

'Didi-'

The honking of the car's horn came from outside the window.

"Well, I guess there is."