There is a saying that goes "Failure in love, success in business", and it actually came true for me.
While my relationship with Ling Hanfeng plummeted to freezing point, my jewelry reselling business had a significant improvement. The cost of 10,000 yuan was quickly recovered. I immediately transferred the money back to the public bank account of the Student Union External Relations Department, fulfilling my promise.
After that, I sent Ling Hanfeng a text message, but he didn't reply. The next day, I saw the notice on the student union bulletin board that I was expelled from the External Relations Department. Many people were surprised and talked about it. Lu Yuxiang even came to ask me what was going on. I just shook my head and said nothing.
Life returned to its original track. Apart from attending classes, I was trying my best to make money. Ling Hanfeng was still a popular campus idol and the president of the student union. Wherever he appeared, girls would always look at him and stop. Occasionally, when we met on campus, we treated each other as strangers, passing by each other without seeing each other, like two parallel lines that had never intersected.
As for my family, I made enough money from reselling jewelry and my mother raised the money to raise the required amount. I thought I could get rid of them, but a few days later, they came back again, claiming that what we paid was only the principal, and we still need to pay a high interest.
"Junjun, let's go."
When my mother finally said this on the phone, I was not surprised at all. Those debt collectors were so aggressive and unreasonable that we couldn't send them away or afford to offend them, so we could only flee and move away to seek refuge.
After all, it was not a glorious thing, so I asked my teacher for a long vacation, did not say hello to any classmates, quietly packed my luggage and left the school.
Moving is not an easy task. What should I take with me? How much money should I prepare for the trip? Which city should I go to? After a lot of thinking, I found that the biggest difficulty was money. There was no extra money at home, and I couldn't even afford a ticket. Seeing my frail mother running around to raise money for the trip, I gritted my teeth and finally decided to use my last asset.
——The batch of online game accounts belonging to “Gentleman Studio”.
To be honest, I really didn't intend to target these accounts unless it was absolutely necessary. On the one hand, they have always been a relatively stable source of income for me, not affected by time and region, and have strong sustainability; on the other hand, the impact of the false accusation is still there, and if I sell the accounts now, the price will probably be very low, which is not cost-effective. But now my family is in urgent need of money, so I didn't care so much. I went to the Internet cafe the next day and started to deal with these accounts.
I hadn’t logged into “Ao Shi Fei Xian” since something happened at home, so this time I logged in again after a long absence. To sell an account, I needed to clear all my existing friends. I cleared all my accounts one by one, and nothing unusual happened. But when it came to the account “Zui Meng Chi”, I was startled by the constant ringing of notifications as soon as I logged in. I opened my inbox, and dozens of messages popped up.
"Didn't come to class ?"
"Are you sick? Why didn't you show up today?"
"Your teacher said you took a long vacation, what's going on?"
"Your phone is turned off."
"Anyway, please reply."
"Are you there?"
"Are you there?"
…
All the news came from the same person—"Ao Hantian".
The Internet cafe was filled with smoke and was extremely noisy, but at that moment, I felt that the whole world had quieted down. I could hear nothing, feel nothing, and the only thing that remained in my field of vision, emitting light in the darkness, was this name.
Obviously, our relationship had become so strained that we were like strangers when we met by chance, but when I quietly left, the only person who cared about me was him. I suddenly thought of a sentence that was once popular on the Internet - "If you disappear, at least I will find you." I should be thankful that in my turbulent student life, there is at least such a person who did not treat me as a passerby. It is a blessing for me to be remembered and missed by others.
--Thank you.
——But, I’m sorry.
Click the "Delete Friend" button with your mouse, and the system will immediately pop up a prompt:
[Are you sure you want to remove this friend from your friend list? After removing a friend, your name will disappear from the other party's friend list, and you will no longer receive any messages from this person. ]
I stared at the screen for a long time, blinked gently, and then clicked "OK".
As soon as the "Junzi Studio" posted the account sales, it immediately caused a stir on the "Ao Shi Fei Xian" game forum. In just one night, the post had more than ten pages of messages. The news immediately spread to the game, and many people openly discussed it on the world channel. The reason why it caused such a big impact was not only because it was too close to the previous reputation crisis of "Junzi Studio" , which gave everyone something to talk about, but more importantly, there were two very special accounts in this batch of accounts for sale.
One is "drunken dream late".
The famous god-level account in the whole server, although it fell out of the top ten masters due to level drop, did not affect the high-quality points, high growth attributes, and high-level equipment on the account. For a studio, this god-level account is the absolute core competitiveness, but it has also been put on the sale table. Does this mean that "Junzi Studio" will close down and disband completely?
Another one is "Shan Shan Lai Chi".
This is obviously a small account, the level is not even fully trained, and all the attributes are very ordinary. But compared to "Zui Meng Chi", this "Shan Shan Lai Chi" has caused the most heated discussion. The reason is very simple. In the character equipment column, this character has a set of god-level equipment that makes everyone stunned - the "Bi Yi" suit.
At present, everyone in the server knows that the only person who owns the "Biyi" suit is "Ao Hantian". Why does this unknown trumpet also have a suit? Is this suit the same as the one in Ao Hantian's hand? If so, what is the relationship between the behind-the-scenes boss of Junzi Studio and Ao Hantian?
For a time, there were many different opinions and speculations.
"There are a lot of people watching the fun now, and there are also many people offering bids, but the prices are generally kept very low." Yao Feifei told me about the situation on the forum these days. Because it is not convenient to go online, after posting the post to sell the number that day, I contacted this friend using a public phone and asked her to be my agent for the sale. My mobile phone was shut down due to arrears, so I used a public phone to contact her afterwards, and agreed to talk at a fixed time every day.
"Junjun, selling accounts in large quantities like this is not a wise choice." Yao Feifei said earnestly, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that you are in urgent need of money. Taking advantage of others' misfortunes is what these account dealers love to do. If you continue like this, you will suffer heavy losses."
I smiled bitterly and said, "I'm in urgent need of money, so let them press on if they want. I can't care about that now."
There was silence over there.
"Junjun, how much money do you need? I can lend it to you."
"Thank you, Feifei." Although the other party couldn't see, I still shook my head, "You know me well. I won't borrow money from friends unless it's absolutely necessary, and right now, it's not that time yet."
"Junjun, your self-esteem is too strong. Helping and giving are two completely different things."
"I understand." I paused, "I'm just... not used to receiving such kindness."
Yao Feifei sighed: "Since you insist so much...Okay, I respect you. I will try to find a way to sell these accounts better. In fact, I already have an idea now."
"Um?"
"Let's hold an auction." Yao Feifei's tone was firm and she was determined to win.
"The account is up for auction, the highest bidder wins!"
With the connections Yao Feifei had accumulated in the gaming forum, the news of the "account auction" spread quickly, and the auction notice was highlighted by the moderator and pinned to the top of the page in the most prominent position, attracting countless people to watch.
I wanted to watch the live broadcast online, but I had to go out for something, so I didn't have time to contact Yao Feifei until the next day after the auction. On the phone, Yao Feifei said that the auction was much better than she expected, and the identities of the final buyers of the two most popular accounts in this batch were very special.
The one who bought "Zui Meng Chi" was "Hu Han Sha Shan Yu"; and the one who bought "Shan Shan Lai Chi" was "Han Qing Mo Mo".
"Junjun, do these two people know you in real life?" Yao Feifei asked, "When I contacted them, the first thing they sent me was to ask where you were going. They seemed very concerned."
"Calling What Shanyu" is Lu Yuxiang. Since we are not in the same class, he probably saw the news of "Junzi Studio" selling accounts on the Internet, and then found out that I was not in school. It is reasonable for him to ask about my whereabouts by taking the opportunity of buying the account. And "Han Qing Mo Mo" is Mo Qianjing. My relationship with her is completely incompatible. She should be gloating over this auction, or even taking the opportunity to make trouble. Why did she spend so much money just to buy a small account of mine? Is it because...she really wants the "Biyi" suit?
"Did you tell them where I was?" I asked.
"I just said you had something urgent to do, so you were in a hurry to cash out your account." Yao Feifei paused for a moment, and then added, "'Calling What Shanyu' was quite straightforward. He asked me several times, and I didn't elaborate, but he still transferred the money in the end. But 'Han Qing Mo Mo' asked me to tell you to wait for her behind the student activity building after school this afternoon. She wants to exchange money with you and the goods with you."
I frowned slightly: "She has such a request?"
"Well." Yao Feifei's tone became slightly serious. "To be honest, there are many players who are interested in the 'Winged Suit', and this 'Lovely Momo' quoted a very high price at the beginning, and raised the price very aggressively afterwards, as if she was determined to get it. The final transaction price is very considerable, which is also a good thing for you. But if you really don't want to go to school, I will negotiate with her and cancel the transaction."
After thinking for a moment, I spoke slowly.
"I, Chi Junjun, never have a problem with money." I said, "You tell her, I'll go."
In the evening, the wind started to blow.
When I stepped into Tianyin Academy, the school bell had just rung. The leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides of the corridor were rustling in the evening breeze, sounding like cold crying and low mockery.
There was a buzzing sound coming from the teaching building. I walked downstairs and listened attentively, feeling a little nostalgic. It has been more than a week since I left school. I thought that before I went through the formal withdrawal procedures, this might be the last time I walked in the college.
Behind the student activity building is a beautiful flower garden, and next to it is a small pavilion made of stone. When I arrived, it was empty. I sat on a stone bench in the pavilion, staring at the fiery clouds in the sky in a daze.
I don’t know how long it took, but I heard footsteps behind me. It must be Mo Qianjing.
"This is the account card. The account and password are written on the back." With my back to the person, I stretched out a hand , shook the character account card between my fingers, and said lightly, "However, you specifically called me here, it shouldn't be just to take this dispensable account card, right?"
The footsteps stopped, and after a moment, the man's voice was heard.
“Are you really planning to sell this account?”
All the blood in my body seemed to freeze at that moment. My fingers trembled, and the account card slipped out from between my fingers, falling gently to the ground, splashing a small piece of dust.
The man walked over to me, bent over to pick up the account card, and asked again.
"…Are you really going to sell it?"
My throat felt like it was clogged with cotton, and even breathing became difficult. I closed my eyes, then slowly turned my head and looked at the person standing next to me.
"It's my own stuff, I can do whatever I want with it, do I need your permission, Senior Ling?"
Yes, the person who appeared in front of me was not Mo Qianjing, but Ling Hanfeng. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the boy standing against the light had a dark expression. He looked down at me and squinted his eyes slightly.
"I really don't have the right to interfere with you." He said calmly, "But I want to know why."
"what why?"
"Why did you suddenly leave school? Why did you suddenly sell your account? Why are you suddenly in a hurry to get such a large sum of money?"
I clenched my fists at my sides slowly, but I didn't say a word.
"What exactly happened to you?" he asked. "Is it so difficult to talk about it? How long are you going to be stubborn?"
Is it that difficult to say it?
of course not.
It's just a matter of talking, it's not that difficult. I don't want to be a tragic hero, hypocritically and alone to bear all the pressure.
——But the question is, what does it matter if we say it?
What else can I do except satisfy your curiosity and gain a sigh?
It's not that I really look down on your kindness and good intentions, but because I have been through so much, I can already foresee the ending. Many people may not understand this kind of reserve and pride, but for me, it is my last dignity. I hate any look of pity and sympathy, especially... from you.
I took a deep breath and lowered my voice.
"This is my own business, and it has nothing to do with you."
After saying that, before Ling Hanfeng could react, I had quickly pulled the account card out of his hand, turned my head to look in another direction, and raised my voice.
"Senior Mo, why don't you come out?"
There was a rustling of grass leaves, and Mo Qianjing came out from behind the bushes. She didn't feel embarrassed at all for being caught eavesdropping, but instead glanced at Ling Hanfeng meaningfully and smiled faintly .
"I didn't expect you to be faster than me."
Ling Hanfeng looked at her expressionlessly and said nothing.
"I've got the money." Mo Qianjing didn't mind Ling Hanfeng's indifference. She readily took out a bulging paper bag and waved it at me. "Miss Gold Rush, you haven't changed your mind yet, have you? Can we trade now?"
I subconsciously clenched the account card in my hand and nodded.
I passed Ling Hanfeng and was about to walk towards Mo Qianjing when I was stopped by an arm.
I turned my head in astonishment and saw a similar paper bag stretched out in front of me.
"This is the same amount of money as hers." Ling Hanfeng looked into my eyes and spoke each word with emphasis. "If you really need money, I can help you. All you need is a word."
I was completely stunned. Mo Qianjing also showed a surprised expression, staring at Ling Hanfeng in amazement.
"Ling Hanfeng, is she worthy of you doing this?" Mo Qianjing's voice was extremely sharp.
Ling Hanfeng didn't say anything, just kept looking at me. His eyes were very calm, as calm as the deep and quiet sea before a storm, and no one knew what kind of storms were hidden inside .
I understand what he means.
This "Shanshanlaichi" account is different from other accounts in the studio, even "Zuimengchi" can't compare with it. Not because of its level, not because of its equipment, but because it represents a kind of emotion, a memory. If this account is sold, it is not only a break from the past, but also a blasphemy to that relationship.
As a witness of that period, he could not allow such a thing to happen. He would rather believe that I was forced to sell the account because I was short of money. If that was the case, he would rather pay for relief just to keep this account.
On this side, it is a well-intentioned gift and help, and on the other side, it is a fair trade and equal exchange.
How to choose?
That was the hardest minute I have ever experienced in my life.
I stared blankly at the paper bag in front of me for a long time, then gently pushed it open.
I didn't dare look at Ling Hanfeng's expression. My legs felt weak and I almost stumbled over to Mo Qianjing and handed her the account card.
"Thanks." Mo Qianjing picked up the card with her fingers and threw the paper package at me with her other hand, smiling happily and proudly, "Now, it's mine."
The next second, she slowly and forcefully tore the paper card into pieces with her hands.
"Hahaha..." The girl laughed out loud and raised her hand. Colorful pieces of paper flew into the air and were blown away by the evening breeze in an instant, scattering everywhere.
I was shocked.
Mo Qianjing clapped her hands, looking refreshed, then she turned around gracefully and smiled at me before leaving.
"You guys continue chatting, I'm leaving first."
This is a humiliation, a naked humiliation.
What was even sadder was that I couldn't fight back at all and could only stare blankly at the figure walking away. When I came to my senses, I found that the hand I was holding tightly around the purse had left deep blood marks on my palm due to my excessive force.
In a trance, I heard Ling Hanfeng's voice again, his tone was so cold that it was almost unfamiliar.
"I used to think that no matter what you did, I could forgive you. But now, I find that I was wrong."
He walked past me without stopping, and like Mo Qianjing, he walked away without looking back, leaving only a sentence.
"I misjudged you. You really disappoint me."
A week later, I went back to Tianyin College to complete the withdrawal procedures. While filling out the documents in the office, I happened to hear two senior high school teachers chatting next door, saying that Ling Hanfeng had already prepared the materials and would be going abroad to study soon.
I listened quietly, as if listening to a distant story. After completing the formalities, I bowed to the teacher, then walked out of the office building, walked out of Tianyin College, and also walked out of... my short high school career.
The next day after I dropped out of school, my mother and I boarded a long-distance train and left the city forever.