With things to attend to, Li Youzhi no longer had the heart to eat.
After casually bantering with his classmates and settling the bill with the restaurant owner—even prepaying five hundred yuan for future drinks—Li Youzhi stuck a toothpick in his mouth, said goodbye to his group of unfilial peers, and returned to his graduate dorm, which featured a bathroom measuring a grand total of seven square meters.
As soon as he stepped inside, he quickly whipped out his phone and logged into Weibo, an account he hadn't operated in ages. His private inbox was already stuffed with spam messages like "Hot model [airplane]," "High-paying telephone operator side hustle," and "New mom quick cash project."
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