Chapter 2

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Beef noodles, soup dumplings, oden, octopus balls, fried rice noodles... Xie Yang ate while walking and all the lights turned on as the sun went down.

His stomach was swollen but he felt satisfied.

Pollution was serious after the apocalypse and all the foods he had seen before the end of the world became luxury products. Xie Yang didn't remember how long it had been since he tasted these artificially seasoned flavours.

He walked out of the lively night market with the barbecue he had just bought. Then he found a flower bed to sit down on and he opened a bottle of beer.

The phone had been quiet for a long time and it should be out of power. The street lights were a dim yellow and mosquitoes flew under the lights. The night market nearby was full of people and the aroma of barbecue and crayfish filled the air. Cars came and went on the road. The night was deep and the city was still sleepless.

This was what life should be like.

Xie Yang moved the beer to his lips, paused for a long time before moving the beer away.

He patted his face. What was going on? He was away from the apocalypse. Why was he still so afraid of losing soberness?

The sudden ringing of his mobile phone disturbed his leisure. The ringtone came from the backpack behind him and the system music obviously didn't come from the old mobile phone where the original owner of the body had carefully set various ringtones. Xie Yang put down the beer and pulled his backpack over. He found a new mobile phone where the protective film on the back hadn't even been pulled off yet.

The screen of his phone flashed with a call from 'that person.'

In the novel, the name on the phone that Xie Yang gave to Qiu Xing was 'that person.' After discovering this, the female protagonist suggested that the cannon fodder Xie Yang should change it for a more respectful name. The cannon fodder Xie Yang refused and told the female protagonist to stay away from the villain. The conversation between the two happened to be heard by the villain and the result was naturally bad luck. The female protagonist succeeded in attracting the villain's attention.

In a world of fiction, what was the probability that a passerby happened to have the same name as the cannon fodder and called someone 'that person' like the cannon fodder?

Zero.

Xie Yang asked himself this, refused the call and took a sip of the beer. Two minutes later, a pair of feet in leather shoes appeared in front of Xie Yang.

"Mr Xie."

Xie Yang slightly lifted his fingers and looked up. The serious man with a bodyguard's appearance stooped slightly and motioned to the back car parked on the side of the road. "The boss is here to pick you up."

Xie Yang glanced toward the car. The door was closed and he couldn't see who was sitting inside. There was no information in his mind that told him who 'the boss' was. He reasoned speculatively and thought that if he was Xie Yang, there were only two people who could be the boss. One was Xie Yang's father, Xie Xiu and the other was his cheap husband, the villain Qiu Xing. The former sold his son while the latter caused endless troubles for his spouse. Neither one was a good choice.

He squeezed the beer can. "You came too early." At least let him enjoy this new night before coming with bad news.

The bodyguard was polite but his tone contained a warning. "Mr Xie, the boss has already been tolerating you. Don't continue to be capricious and get in the car."

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