Just as I was preparing for the college entrance exam, my childhood sweetheart awakened the Wa-senpa

Chapter 4 Eat My Food

Even the toilets in high-end hotels are designed to be exceptionally comfortable.

Of course, this is not the reason why Chen Chen lost track of time while watching videos in the cubicle.

It's purely because of some videos; after all, their quality is so high that describing them as works of art would be an insult!

[After ten years of depression, "Zero Zone" cured my mental exhaustion.]

[True cultural export! Foreign expert XXX watched the plot of "The God of Death" 5.9 and cried his eyes out at the end, saying that there will never be such a profound and beautiful story in the world again!]

Why is "Mimi: Mimi Mimi" considered a god-tier game? A million-word analysis of the past and present of the 6A-level legendary game "Mimi: Mimi Mimi"!

No, Yabai! Yabai is dead, I can't watch anymore! It's so annoying! These videos are so great, if I keep watching them, I'll definitely become an idiot who can't live without them!

Sigh, I miscalculated this time. I should have cached it and watched it like the Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve. Now that I've already watched it, what am I going to eat during the Spring Festival Gala?

Uh... but it's not a big problem. After all, today is the Lantern Festival, and we can watch it again at the end of the year after we've forgotten everything.

Such quality is unforgettable.

With that thought in mind, Chen Chen ignored his meager data allowance and pressed the cache button.

Immediately, the brows that had finally relaxed turned into a fierce expression.

[Insufficient storage space. Please free up storage space and try again.]

"Damn it! Damn it! Why?!"

His fingers frantically tapped the screen, but all that popped up was the same cold, impersonal notification. He exited the cache page and went to storage management—the red progress bar was glaringly bright; 255GB of the 256GB storage had been used, leaving less than 1GB of free space.

His eyes were fixed on the pitiful 256GB storage space of the basic phone, while his heart was filled with resentment that he had barely managed to suppress with the joy brought by those few high-quality videos. Like a sinner being baptized who suddenly discovers that what is poured on him is not holy water but sticky lubricant, the boy, who was filled with self-reproach and regret for a fleeting thought a few tens of minutes ago, was now pounding hard on the door of the cubicle.

"Thump, thump, thump!" Three muffled thuds echoed in the cramped cubicle, making the hooks on the door panel tremble.

But he continued to mutter self-deceiving ramblings pointlessly—

"If I had money, I wouldn't be this pathetic!"

……

"Sigh... I should have just not confessed..."

After calming down, Chen Chen pushed open the stall door, walked out of the restroom, and then ran into Niu Zibin at the door.

Niu Zibin had obviously been standing there for a while. When he saw Chen Chen come out, his lips twitched as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.

"What a coincidence, are you here for an extra meal too?" Chen Chen asked casually.

Niu Zibin shook his head: "No, brother, I came to find you."

"What? The ones inside aren't good enough? Want to try mine?" Chen Chen leaned against the toilet wall, arms crossed, with his usual nonchalant smile.

Niu Zibin leaned against him: "Stop joking around, I know you're not feeling well right now."

"Why am I not feeling well? I'm feeling great! What makes you think I'm not feeling well?"

"Heartbreak," Niu Zibin said solemnly. "Brother, no matter how I think about it, I don't think being rejected in public feels good."

Chen Chen turned his head away, his teeth scratching and biting restlessly on his dry lips, without uttering a word.

The corridor was quiet, and the laughter coming from the hall in the distance was muffled, as if through a layer of cotton. In an inconspicuous corner, there was a potted green ivy that was about to die, with its yellow leaves drooping, and no one paid any attention to it.

"Looks like I was right."

"You're talking nonsense. I'm just regretting not being able to hook up with a rich woman. Are rich women so easy to hook up with that they're not even rich? When I went to confess my feelings, I was just thinking about taking a chance, even if it didn't work out."

Niu Zibin shook his head: "I don't believe it."

"You have to believe it whether you want to or not. You've never even confessed your feelings, so how do you know what heartbreak feels like?"

Now it was Niu Zibin's turn to be silent.

Chen Chen chuckled inwardly. This Binbin was such a loser. He was clearly innocent himself, but he had an insatiable urge to give advice. He suggested Binbin play a few galgames before he started talking.

He glanced at Niu Zibin's profile—the guy was staring down at the tips of his shoes, his expression a mix of grievance and helplessness.

The next second—

"Who...who said I've never confessed my feelings?"

Niu Zibin suddenly spoke up, his voice timid but his manner imposing. It was as if he had suddenly stopped eating his usual four-yuan braised beef noodles without beef and instead ordered a super deluxe instant noodle with sausage, egg, beef, pork knuckle, and even abalone, along with a one-liter bottle of iced tea. His posture instantly straightened.

"Uh?" Chen Chen glanced sideways at Niu Zibin, his eyes narrowing slightly. "When did this happen?"

"Don't tell anyone!"

Why am I bringing this up?

"Just a few days ago." Despite looking a little shy, Niu Zibin said earnestly, "I...I confessed my feelings to Yan Yiyan."

"Huh? No way, I didn't recognize you two today..."

Chen Chen's mind raced through Yan Yiyan's every move at the banquet today—she was as boisterous as ever, sharing a rib with Niu Zibin and even stepping on his foot, showing absolutely no sign of having just been confessed to.

Chen Chen paused halfway through his sentence, noticing Niu Zibin's downcast head and helpless expression. He clicked his tongue and looked at him with a sympathetic gaze.

"Okay, I understand."

"Sigh..." Niu Zibin sighed, "We're both in the same boat..."

"Chen Chen!"

Suddenly, a shout interrupted their online musings.

Without even looking up, you could tell it was Lin Jianlu. Her voice had a rather androgynous husky quality, and if you only listened to that voice, you would always get the impression of "You brat, you've ruined your voice at such a young age?"

Surprisingly, the owner of the voice was a girl, and she was very beautiful.

Chen Chen turned around and saw a tall girl standing not far away at the bottom of the steps, her hands behind her back. Her black hooded sweatshirt was wrinkled and clung to her body. Her cheeks were flushed, her golden hair was slightly messy, and her dark eyes kept glancing to the side from time to time before quickly stealing a glance at him.

"Finally found you!" Lin Jianlu shouted from afar as he saw him turn around, just like always, "Going to the toilet is such a hassle, are you afraid you won't get enough to eat?"

Niu Zibin glanced at Lin Jianlu, then at Chen Chen, his lips twitching:

"Wait, how come you two, a man and a woman, even speak in the same tone?"

Children shouldn't interrupt adults.

Niu Zibin rolled his eyes and tactfully moved two steps to the side.

Lin Jianlu beckoned to Chen Chen: "Come with me."

"What's wrong? Is there something you have to hide from everyone?"

"You...you just come here, why are you making so many demands!"