Chapter 81
Bian Lu returned to the house he rented in District D in a daze.
It was very cheap and simple, a space separated by wooden boards. The house could accommodate about ten people.
As soon as he stepped in, he heard snoring from next door, the noisy sound of swordplay, and bursts of flattering laughter from someone he didn't know.
This is a place that kills dreams, Bian Lu felt.
It is called a youth hostel, and the people who stay there are all immigrants. They all say they want to create a world of their own, but after a while, they are assimilated into the day-to-day life and only their decadent nature remains.
Bian Lu felt that he was almost there too. He was tired. He was exhausted by this kind of effort with no clear future. He had finally worked hard to graduate from the military academy and thought he could settle down in District D, but he heard gossip that his place had already been taken.
Move yourself to Area A—
Bian Lu knew that District A was a second-tier city. Although it couldn't compare to District D as a political and cultural center, it was still better than District F. This meant that he had to endure hardships and put down roots. It was hard to say whether this would last forever.
Professor Tai is right. This is exclusion and suppression. You will never be promoted again in your life.
He paid the fee, packed up his things and finally set off for Area A. On the way, he called his parents.
Bian's mother: "Since you are not satisfied with that job, then come back."
Bian Lu: "No, compared to Area F, Area A is more worthy of my persistence. Don't worry, Dad and Mom, I can take care of myself."
Dad Bian: "Didn't you say before that you don't get along well with your roommate?"
"Can you please not bring this up?" Bian Lu rubbed his brow. "I've already graduated and I don't interact with them anymore. They're just random strangers. Why should I care about their attitude towards me?"
"That's right. I'm just worried that since you don't like dealing with people..." Bian's mother sounded worried.
"Work is work, life is life," Bian Lu replied. "I just need to maintain basic etiquette at work. You are my life. You are the harbor where I will always remember to come home, no matter who I become."
Bian Lu said gently, "You two are the typical type who smile to outsiders and then go home to digest your frustrations. No wonder our family always quarrels."
"..." The father and mother on the other end of the voice were stunned.
"Let's hang up if there's nothing else." Bian Lu realized that the conversation was dead, so he ended the topic first. He was mentally exhausted and seemed to have no interest even when riding in the only high-speed rail sightseeing tunnel in the underwater base.
He was bored and opened his bracelet, only to see that An Jing had sent him a message, which was the price list for his luxury car, Shadow Light, which had been hit.
You can afford it if you grit your teeth.
Bian Lu felt even more annoyed, so he made two OK gestures and didn't want to have too much interaction with him. He opened the balance and loan software to prepare to pay him back in one go.
An Jing: Sir Bian, we just want to be friends. You don’t have to rush to pay me back.
The problem is, wasn't it you who bumped into the back of that car? Bian Lu rolled his eyes angrily, remembering the young man who quickly got out of the car and apologized that day. Yeah! He should be asked to pay, why is this blamed on me?
By the way, isn’t this An Jing a double?
Obviously, Bian Lu was the type who couldn't keep his secrets, so he boldly spoke up and typed: "What do you mean? Teacher An, are you planning to engage in some kind of power-for-sex transaction with me?"
Good news doesn’t travel far, but bad news travels far and wide.
Teacher An, who was speaking seriously on the other end, was completely confused.
An Jing: I really just want to chat with you. Do you remember your last speech at Lan University? I think your views are very cutting-edge and I'm very interested.
Bian Lu frowned, feeling puzzled, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said: Is your gay way of chatting up people so elegant?
An Jing felt a surge of anger in his heart.
"I'm serious." An Jing clicked on the voice message and said in a resentful tone, "Lv. Bian, I'm talking to you as a normal person."
Bian Lu then realized that he had been rude. He coughed twice, put the joke behind him, and replied, "Sorry, it was just a joke. Sorry, I will pay you back for the repairs."
"Don't worry, or you don't have to pay me back." An Jing said, "I need a like-minded friend."
This is crazy, Bian Lu thought to himself, if you want to be gay, just be gay, why do you have to find a high-sounding reason?
However, Ren Anjing was truly immersed in his own self-congratulation and suddenly chattered, "Hey, are you from the Ocean Party or the Land Party? Have you joined the party yet?"
"I don't." Bian Lu was bored and chatted with him.
An Jing: "So, what are your thoughts on the Blue Island Base? What do you think of the current government's governance policies?"
"I have no idea. I haven't even found a job yet." Bian Lu frowned, yawned and didn't care much. He didn't know what An Jing was up to.
An Jing: "Have you ever thought about returning to land?"
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Bian Lu finally came to his senses because of his words. Others might say this, but the problem was that he was An Jing, the biological son of the leader of the Blue Continent base.
"You... do you know what you're saying?" Bian Lu sat up straight and lowered his voice, "Is this what your father said, or what?"
There was silence on the other end for a few seconds.
Then An Jing smiled in relief and said, "Yes, that's what my father meant. Otherwise, the land party at the Blue Continent Base would have been wiped out long ago, let alone still exist."
"But your dad..." Bian Lu's heart almost jumped into his throat. After all, if what An Jing said was true, it meant that the Blue Continent Base was about to undergo drastic changes.
"Your father is definitely a member of the Ocean Party. Why are you, oh no, why is he destroying his own job like this?" Lawyer Bian raised his doubts.
"Everything has two sides," An Jing said. "My father also knows clearly that the Blue Island Base is not a place to stay for long. The extinct volcano next to it is like a time bomb. The Ocean Party is certainly a means to maintain government rule, but isn't the Land Party another option for humanity?"
Bian Lu was convinced by him. He was silent for a long time, and finally said: "You... really came here to make friends with me."
An Jing: Hahahahahahahaha.
An Jing: Just because I'm a playboy doesn't mean I don't have male friends. Don't worry, it was consensual. I'm not that perverted.
Bian Lu blinked his eyes, feeling amused and relieved, and typed a reply: Don't worry, I won't spread what you told me.
"No one would take you seriously," An Jing replied. "The Blue Island Base is now basically self-sufficient in resources, and the Ocean Party makes up 86% of the population. Even if you ask them to return to land, they might not be happy."
At this point, Bian Lu's little thoughts came out. He clearly felt that this was an opportunity to change his destiny, so he instantly changed his expression and became very polite.
"Well, Mr. An, I will definitely compensate you for the repair costs. I'm so lucky to have a friend like you. Hahaha, just kidding. Seriously, after chatting with you for a few days, I felt like everything was suddenly enlightened."
Bian Lu spoke in his clumsy official language, but he didn't get any reply from An Jing for a long time. Just when he thought that the relationship between them was over.
An Jing: (Picture)
An Jing: My payment code.
Really talking about money?! Bian Lu's thoughts of trying to curry favor with someone powerful and influential disappeared completely. He nodded in acceptance and handed over the money.
Over here, An Jing, who had received the money, also forwarded the message to the 4S shop owner. Just as he was about to take a break, the quiet Lu Chao appeared, tutted his tongue, and asked, "I feel like you're quite attracted to his looks. Have you changed your ways? Are you really going to be a gentleman?"
"It's different." An Jing stood up and said, "Some people give me the impression of being self-deprecating, like Song Zhishu. But Bian Lu, for example, strikes me as a tough nut to crack. If I did anything to offend him, I'm afraid he would fight me to the bitter end."
"Oh~" Lu Chao said immediately, "You are also a person who looks down on others and bullies the weak and fears the strong."
"But self-respect is something one has to earn for oneself." An Jing gazed out the window of his house, his expression desolate. He said, "Wasn't I also a self-deprecating person in the past?"
Lu Chao understood that he was beginning to reflect and criticize himself. He was being tortured by his morality and chastity. Looking back on his past romantic affairs, he began to cultivate his character and transform himself.
Back here, Bian Lu fell into confusion and trouble again.
Why did An Jing want to be friends with me? Could a Celestial Dragon like him ever be lonely? Was there really no other kind of emotion involved?
Thinking of this, Bian Lu slapped his face. Honestly, he knew he was good-looking. He also wanted to be a son-in-law of a wealthy family. He also wanted to marry a good wife and change his fate. But with his background, how could he cross the social ladder? How could he do that?
He couldn't figure it out.
Such worries burned Bian Lu, making him tired and exhausted, and even making him feel lazy. He even wanted to cling to someone like An Jing, thinking that the resources leaked from them might save him decades of hard work, or even change his fate.
Thinking of this, the train arrived just in time.
Bian Lu got off the car and looked at Area A. It was indeed much brighter than Area F. The depression in his heart also eased a little, so he dragged his suitcase and embarked on his unknown journey.
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