Chapter 48 of 100
Chapter 48
12 min read2,933 words
Lin Xiao picked up the phone, and seeing those familiar names, a smile involuntarily curved at the corners of his mouth, and he was once again lost in his memories.
Four years of university, those were the beautiful memories of everyone, the years of unregretful youth, the age of pouring out passion, the age of daring to think and act, the age of impulsive love.
Deep in Lin Xiao's memory, the university years were always a beautiful experience, something he could proudly say, "I did not waste my youth; I am right where I should be."
At that age when most people's worldviews were just maturing and their understanding of society was still naive, you might have done many things that now seem childish, or you might think that you could have done better back then.
However, these things are not important. What matters is that you were once crazy, laughed, cried, and felt tired.
Lin Xiao's university life was also colorful. He was rated as one of the influential figures by a group of troublemakers, and the happy troubles followed one after another.
Most importantly, he gained the friendship of those three brothers. In the unregretful youth, words are superfluous; what remains is the indelible memory.
He still remembers the first time they met in the dormitory. The leader's generosity, the second's introverted nature, and the fourth's lively personality—each had their own characteristics and personalities.
At least in Lin Xiao's eyes, the other three brothers in the dormitory were like this, and he didn't know what he looked like in their eyes.
True pure friendship may only be experienced in school. In society, the scheming and intrigue make everyone strive to live better, and before they know it, they become slaves to money.
Fortunately, during his university years, Lin Xiao met these three compatible brothers, which stirred his calm heart. For Lin Xiao, it was the first time he experienced such a bond.
From the three brothers in the same dormitory, he sensed that their backgrounds might be extraordinary. As an orphan, Lin Xiao had a keen eye, observing the small details they might not have noticed themselves.
However, friendship based on background is never long-lasting; it is just superficial.
The leader, Chen Chong, was from the south but had the generosity of a northerner. He was not拘小节 (particular about trivial matters), and his most distinctive feature was his wide-open mouth when he laughed.
The second, Zhao Xing, was particularly introverted. Born into a family of scholars, his favorite phrases were a few lines of poetry, but they were always the same few lines. Lin Xiao had asked him why, and his response was unique: "Don't you think this makes me very distinctive? It makes people remember me, especially girls, ohahahaha. I'm talented, right?" Lin Xiao still remembered Zhao Xing's tone and expression when he answered, and he smiled in agreement.
The third is himself, and there's no need for a specific introduction.
The fourth, Li Shu, was a naturally high-spirited and lively person. His lively personality combined with his self-high spirit could make you laugh out loud. He often did things that made people chuckle, and as long as he was around, he could make you laugh.
There are countless specific examples. For instance, when he saw a message online asking to use the words "老大, 老二, 老三, 老四, 老五" (leader, second, third, fourth, fifth) in a sentence, he immediately came up with "老五对老四说老三的老二老大了" (Fifth said to Fourth, Third's Second is the leader).
Another example is that he would run to the outside of the girls' dormitory, see the sign that said "No males allowed," and paste the words "盒饭" (boxed meal) next to it, pat it to make sure it wouldn't be blown away by the wind, and then leave satisfied. Everyone who saw it stopped to laugh.
The words "盒饭" (boxed meal) could make you think of many things, and Li Shu's choice of these words became a term with deeper meaning on the school's BBS, causing a sensation.
His lively personality made Li Shu the joker of the dormitory. He would surprise you from unexpected corners, hitting your funny bone and leaving you both laughing and crying.
At the final graduation ceremony, the few of them, drunk and unconscious, finally shared their family stories.
It was quite peculiar. The best friends in the dormitory were the generous son of a businessman, the introverted son of a scholar, the lively son of a mayor, and the carefree Lin Xiao. It was a perfect combination.
Gradually, Lin Xiao woke up from his memories and pressed the number on his phone that he hadn't dialed in a long time.
"Beep" "Beep"
"Which brat is disturbing my sleep? Don't you know my rule? No calls before ten in the morning. If I find out it's not important, I'll cut you and throw you into the sea."
Lin Xiao heard the familiar voice and a glint of excitement flashed in his eyes.
"Hello, who is it? If you don't speak, I'll hang up." The leader, Chen Chong, continued in his bold voice.
"It's me, leader." Lin Xiao couldn't hold back any longer.
"Huh, this voice sounds familiar." The leader's drowsy voice continued.
"Damn, it's the third. I was still sleeping, and I was half-asleep. I only recognized you when I saw the number on my phone." Chen Chong said in a dramatic tone.
On the phone, Lin Xiao smiled in agreement, wondering how the leader had been recently, as they hadn't seen each other in a long time.
"Actually, this time I am..." Lin Xiao stammered.
"Speak up, what happened that made our proud little prince ask for my help?" The leader, Chen Chong, said teasingly, secretly delighted.
"It's like this..." Lin Xiao recounted the events of the past few days.
"HAHAHAHA." Chen Chong laughed loudly.
"Leader, can you give me an answer? Why are you laughing?" Lin Xiao was a bit angry.
"Don't... don't... I'm laughing because you finally asked for my help. You don't know, every time I wanted to help you, the second one would stop me. Now I can finally be of use, I'm happy." Chen Chong explained quickly.
"By the way, although the fourth one was sent to some corner by his father, his father became the mayor of H City a few years ago. I'll make a call, don't worry, your matter is in our hands." Chen Chong continued.
Lin Xiao felt a warm current in his heart as he listened to the caring voice on the phone.
Chen Chong and Lin Xiao chatted for a few more sentences and then hung up. He got up from the big bed, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and laughed, his posture resembling a certain second, with his hands on his hips.
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On this side, just after hanging up the phone, he suddenly saw his phone ring again.
"Hello," Lin Xiao said.
"Brother, you didn't tell me about the trouble. Are you looking down on me?" Ye Ding called.
"Not at all, I just didn't want to trouble you, Brother Ye. I can handle it." Lin Xiao was moved by Ye Ding's concern, as true friendship in society is rare, and even rarer is someone who would help in a time of need.
"Although I don't have a big business in Z Province, I'm still a strong dragon. It's a waste not to use such good resources." Ye Ding said with a self-deprecating tone.
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