No matter how cold Shu Dong was to him, Boss Song still found it amusing, as if he were teasing a little animal. Song Feng could not stop laughing. Somehow, he had developed a bit of a masochistic streak.
The rain outside seemed to have stopped, but the wind was still quite chilly, and the sky was gradually growing dark. The puddles on the street reflected the dim, yellowish glow of the streetlights, lending the chilly autumn air a touch of quiet serenity in the alley.
Around seven or eight o'clock, the people in the internet café left one after another, most of them high school seniors like Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi. Song Feng hadn't rushed them lately, but it seemed they had all unconsciously grown up a bit. Although they didn't know what the future held, even if they were regarded as good-for-nothings in the eyes of their teachers and classmates, they wanted to try their hardest during this final stretch and give it everything they had.
Chapter 19