"Qu Wanqiu: Where did these no-name nobodies come from to dare give me attitude?"
"Lin Li: Bro, everyone, I just set up an amazing four-person group chat. All the heavy hitters are in it, but guess what? Who didn’t get an invite?"
"Qu Wanqiu: We already made a four-person group chat without you during National Day, haha."
"Ding Sihan: Don’t say it out loud @Qu Wanqiu."
"Qu Wanqiu retracted a message."
"Qu Wanqiu: We didn’t make a four-person group chat without you, I remembered wrong @Lin Li."
"And you guys still hang out with someone that dumb?" Lin Li pointed to Qu Wanqiu’s message on the screen and said to the other three, "She exposed the whole isolating me thing right away."
Lin Li suddenly realized it seemed like he really was being isolated.
Maybe they really did set up a chat behind his back, how sad.
But there was no time to wallow, the taxi arrived, and Bai Bufan quickly took the front seat.
Ding Sihan was next to jump into the backseat, and when Lin Li tried to do the same, Chen Yu Ying pulled him out, making him sit on the outside.
"This chicken drumstick is so delicious. I suggest biologists research crossbreeding chickens with centipedes to create a centipede chicken!"
It was already noon, so the taxi’s destination was a lunch spot, not a gun club.
Bai Bufan couldn’t stop praising today’s choice of restaurant and was thoroughly enjoying the meal.
"What did you say, a centipede chicken?"
"Don’t rope me into your fantasies."
Bai Bufan shifted a bit in his seat.
"This is the most reliable Xiaodingding has ever been."
"I’ve mostly picked places that were above the baseline, alright? The times it went wrong, I was fooled by the internet!" Ding Sihan retorted.
"This place is really good. How about we come back here for dinner?" Lin Li asked.
"Sure." Chen Yu Ying nodded.
"These spicy wings are good too. We’re all eating them, aren’t you having some?"
Getting a response, Lin Li grinned and pointed at the remaining red chicken wings on the plate, asking Bai Bufan.
"Too spicy for me, I can’t handle it. You eat my two." Bai Bufan shook his head. There were eight wings on the plate, two per person was perfect, but they’re called spicy wings for a reason—too spicy. Bai Bufan didn’t want to end up with a stomach ache.
Learn from past mistakes, learn from Bao Wei’s mistakes.
"But you haven’t even tried a bite, how do you know if they’re spicy or not?" Lin Li persisted.
"I could tell just from the smell."
Seeing Lin Li about to keep persuading, Bai Bufan held up a hand to stop him, saying in a low voice, "Don’t try to turn me into a gay."
"What the heck, what does this have to do with being gay?" Lin Li frowned.
"Persuading someone to eat spicy food and trying to get someone to be gay are fundamentally the same."
Alright, Bai Bufan indeed made him lose the desire to persuade him.
When it comes to persuasion, Bai Bufan was pretty good.
"I’m going to the restroom." The spicy wings could wait, Lin Li got up and told the three others. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel·fiɾe·net
"Wait a minute, I’m coming too." The ever-clinging Bai Bufan, still gnawing on a drumstick, looked up.
Lin Li didn’t bother acknowledging him.
Thus, when Bai Bufan got to the restroom, Lin Li had already washed his hands and was coming out.
As Bai Bufan passed Lin Li, Lin Li happened to be shaking his hands.
"You just splashed water all over my face," the soaked Bai Bufan cursed.
"What water? It’s pee," Lin Li joked with a smile.
Bai Bufan cursed before going into the restroom.
One small step at the urinal becomes a big step for hygiene; aiming at the deodorant ball in the urinal, he opened the floodgates and started peeing precisely.
Afterwards, like rinsing tripe in hotpot, he gave a few firm shakes.
Bai Bufan headed to the sink.
Turned on the faucet.
The faucet made a scratchy sound, but no water came out.
Bai Bufan tapped the faucet, still the same result—it seemed there was no water.
Deduct points from the restaurant for this.
Oh well, no water in the restroom, but he hadn’t splashed anything on his hands, so wiping them with paper would do.
So Bai Bufan reached for the paper on the wall.
His hand suddenly froze in mid-air.
Bai Bufan licked his lips and then his tongue stopped.
The pupils in his eyes slowly but steadily moved downward, and a sense of horror gradually filled them.
If there was no water in the restroom, then what was on Lin Li’s hands just now!?