Five people were doing drugs..."
"Don't you touch that stuff," I quickly cut in.
"Relax... Don't you know what kind of person I am? Come on, everyone's getting impatient." With that, Long Tianfeng grabbed
my hand, leaving me so embarrassed
that I barely dared to look up at anyone. Just like that receptionist earlier—the look she was giving me now practically screamed boys' love, making every hair on my body
stand on end.
I hurriedly tugged at my hand, only to discover that this guy's grip was ridiculously strong. I couldn't pull free.
And so we walked, with people staring the whole way. I wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, or just grab
a knife and kill myself. This was mortifying.
While those wild thoughts ran through my head, I was dragged to the door of a very luxurious-looking private room. Inside,
people were shouting their heads off:
"Drink!" "Sixes all around!" And things like that.
With a bang, the door swung open, and everyone turned toward us. My face burning as I looked at the roomful of people,
I gave another hard tug and finally pulled my hand
free. Under the gazes of a bunch of rich kids and beautiful women, I silently walked to a corner and sat down.
But... before I could even settle into my seat, that bastard Long Tianfeng came straight over and hauled me up. Pointing at me, he
announced, "Everyone! This is the childhood friend I'm always
telling you about. Please look out for him whenever you can."
Before I could say anything, the crowd started cheering and calling out all sorts of things, thumping their chests and promising they would.
The whole scene irritated me. I shook Long Tianfeng's hand off, picked up a bottle of Sprite from the floor, twisted
it open, and started drinking.
My recollection was interrupted by another strange set of footsteps outside. It sounded like someone walking down the hallway, barely supporting themselves on one
foot while dragging the other
across the floor.
"Slap... scrape~~~ Slap!... Scrape~~"
It sounded... as though something was stuck to their foot. The noise of it scraping against the tiles was piercing. Perhaps it was because I couldn't see in
the darkness, but my
hearing seemed unusually sharp. It was a novel experience.
Of course, no matter how much sharper my hearing became, it couldn't compare to the novelty of turning into a woman.
After all, I was a writer and a shut-in. Nearly half the best years of my life had gone by without me having a proper girlfriend, though I
got along pretty well with the five beauties...
Who were the five beauties? My thumb, of course! My index finger! My middle finger! My ring finger! And the youngest beauty of the lot, my little finger...
Heh... Looking back, it really was a tragic story.
As the footsteps outside gradually faded away, I sat up in a daze. Everything I was facing now felt
unreal.
Was that a person or a ghost outside? What had happened here? Why was everything so quiet? Where was I now?
Was this my body? If
it was... how had I ended up like this? If it wasn't... whose was it? Where was my own body?
Questions swirled through my mind. As a writer, my imagination instantly became as bottomless
as a black hole...
Had aliens invaded Earth? Had I traveled to another world? Or had some organization captured me to use as a lab
rat? Or perhaps...
In short, a writer's imagination was powerful, but a writer's ability to take action was downright pathetic... Just look at those poor editors...
and you could get some idea.
As my thoughts wandered, my mind unconsciously drifted back to that day—or perhaps to what had happened before I fell unconscious...
The cool, sweet Sprite flowed down my throat. A refreshing sensation shot from my tailbone straight to the top of my head, instantly
chasing away the feeling that the sun had nearly baked me
into dried fish.
I let out a long breath and surveyed the room, only to find that nobody was paying attention to me. Long Tianfeng was talking to people
on the other side of the spacious private room, too.
All I could do was sit silently in the corner and listen to these rich kids holding forth. I was already starting to get annoyed. This really wasn't
a good place
for me.
I had no idea how much time passed before a voice suddenly snapped me out of my trance... Apparently, I'd been thinking about my novel's plot and
spacing out for quite a while.
I didn't know how long, but the sight of the mess on the table and Long Tianfeng gently nudging me from beside me brought me
back to my senses. Looking at his slightly tipsy
expression, I couldn't help feeling a surge of envy and resentment. He had a handsome face and a great family background, and on top of that,
he was naturally kindhearted. Once again, I
asked myself how anyone in this world could be so perfect.
"Yuxuan... Yuxuan!!"
"Huh? Is it over?" I asked, looking at Long Tianfeng's smiling face.
"Uh... why do you zone out every time we eat together?"
Because you invite so many people who have nothing to do with me every time.
"Nothing... I just like zoning out," I replied irritably.
Long Tianfeng could only watch me stand up, looking utterly baffled.
"It's Sunday... Everyone's free. What's wrong with getting together?" Long Tianfeng seemed a little unhappy, too.
That was why it really was hard for people from different social classes to be friends.
"Whatever you want..." I simply didn't have the energy to argue. With a long sigh, I turned and walked out. Long Tianfeng hurried
after me and slung his arm
over my shoulders. Did this guy have any idea how heavy his arm was...?
"How's your novel coming along? I just got back, so I haven't had time to read it..." Long Tianfeng asked, searching for something to talk about, a broad
grin on his face.
"It's doing okay..." Thinking of my increasingly miserable subscriptions, I managed that halfhearted response and said nothing more.
"Sounds like... not so great, huh?" Long Tianfeng rubbed his chin and suddenly came out with that.
"You... Are you sure you're not the reincarnation of a worm in my gut?"
I raised my head and studied Long Tianfeng from top to bottom for a while before saying that in resignation.
For some reason, this bastard could always guess what I was really thinking. But that only made me more frustrated, because
he knew perfectly well that I disliked these noisy
gatherings. Why did he keep bringing me to places like this and making me feel awkward?
"Have you ever seen a gut worm this handsome?" Long Tianfeng immediately feigned surprise, pointing at his handsome face as he
exclaimed theatrically.
I couldn't help looking him up and down, then nodded. "I've certainly never seen a gut worm this handsome..."
Hearing that, Long Tianfeng declared proudly, "Exactly!! That's what I'm saying..."
"But..." Before he could finish, I added, "Hookworms usually look just like you..."
"Ahem..." Long Tianfeng coughed, completely deflated by my jab. He could only glare resentfully at me and
grumble, "Why do you always have to be
so sharp-tongued?"
"I was born this way. Bite me..." I replied without thinking, leaving Long Tianfeng choking on his frustration again.
"I—!" Long Tianfeng was about to say something else when I suddenly spotted a crowd gathered at the restaurant entrance!
A lighter's clever uses
As someone born and raised in Hua Nation, I shared my countrymen's common failing. I disliked being in crowded places,
but I still had a strong urge to watch a commotion.
So... without waiting for Long Tianfeng to continue, I raised a hand to cut him off and strode
forward.
The moment I opened the door, deafening shouts hit me. The scene outside was chaotic, and I hesitated, a little frightened. Just as I was about
to retreat, someone behind
me suddenly shoved me, sending me tumbling down the steps!
I instinctively covered my head. The world spun around me, and at the same time, I heard Long Tianfeng's frantic shouts...
By the time I regained my bearings, I was already at the bottom of the steps, aching all over. Luckily, the restaurant's staircase wasn't very high, with only
five steps.
It hurt a lot, but I probably wasn't seriously injured.
I jolted upright and felt myself all over. Nothing seemed wrong. Long Tianfeng came rushing down the
steps and grabbed hold of me.
"How are you? Where are you hurt? Do you need a doctor? I'd better call an ambulance!" Long Tianfeng looked at me anxiously,
rattling off a string of questions
like a machine gun until my head hurt.
Seeing his genuine concern reminded me why I would still sit and stay awhile no matter how much I hated these gatherings. Long
Tianfeng genuinely considered
a loser writer like me his friend. I didn't have many friends, so I cherished every hard-won friendship.
"I'm fine..." I shook my head gently and tried to stand. Long Tianfeng supported me from beside me and helped
me up.
Aside from some pain in my right arm and a few scrapes on my arms and legs, there wasn't anything seriously wrong. I moved
my body around to make sure there wasn't
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