I will be a boss in the future world

When I walked out of the bar, it was still drizzling outside.

Fine raindrops fell from the sky, wetting the city's streets and buildings. The lights emitted a soft light through the rain, casting flickering reflections on the wet streets.

The high-rise buildings along the streets of the East District appear even more dazzling against the backdrop of the rainy night. The neon lights shine with colorful light in the rain, illuminating the entire block.

As they walked, Yu Ying realized that she had forgotten something very important - why did she forget to continue asking Sha Feiran why he knew Ji Jingxian?

The person has left. There is no point in thinking too much. We can only wait until the next time we meet.

I found my motorcycle in a secluded corner and prepared to start it.

For some reason, at this moment, her thoughts suddenly flew back to that equally hazy rainy night five years ago.

At that time, Shi Yuan was not yet a famous hacker, and Wen Yuying was not yet a member of TOX.

They struggled in the corners and abandoned buildings of the city, without a stable residence or a warm home. They lived together in the poor West District and depended on each other, living like weeds for ten years.

It was a place that was out of tune with the gorgeous steel world.

It was pitch black, with no bright neon lights or realistic billboards. The streets and alleys were filled with dirty garbage, and chaotic graffiti covered the walls. Wandering on the streets were people who were wearing or installing bionic prostheses but were skinny, dirty and smelly.

As the city expands, it is also accompanied by dark, tall buildings, messy electrical conduits, dirty sewers, tight, narrow streets, and slums filled with crowds and smoke.

The poor are densely populated, and the buildings they live in are very close to each other. The environment is dark and damp, and chaos and crowding are the norm. Those who resist often occur among the lower classes.

The most complicated streets and alleys in the West District are Wen Yuying's favorite places to go.

There are all kinds of small shops, and people from the lower class often gather here.

Although this place is dilapidated and crowded, it is full of life.

"Go away! Go away!"

"You have to pay for this! You can't take it without money! Do you understand!?!"

The shop owner's scolding voice came from not far away. A little girl was standing pitifully in front of his stall.

He looked like a homeless child. His clothes were tattered, covered with dirt and stains. His hair was long and messy and had not been trimmed or combed in time. His face was covered with dust and dirt. He could not stay clean because he had no access to water and bathing facilities. He was skinny all over and seemed to have been hungry for many days.

The vague memories of childhood quietly stirred up, and Wen Yuying couldn't help but think of his own childhood.

She frowned, took out her wallet, and was about to walk over.

"Give it all to her."

A man threw down a few bills with disdain and said in a deep voice, "Give all of this to her. Is the money enough?"

The shop owner's angry face suddenly turned into a smile, and he replied to the man in a flattering tone: "Enough! I'll wrap it up right away! Hehehehe!"

Yuying stopped in surprise and couldn't help but look at the man a little more carefully.

It is really surprising that there are still people willing to lend a helping hand to the weak.

The man was very young, with clear and deep facial features and a cold expression. He didn't look like someone who lived here. Was he just passing by?

The little girl happily took the bag, looked up at the man with sparkling eyes, and said happily: "Thank you, brother!!"

The man nodded and forced a smile: "Take it, don't go hungry anymore."

The little girl ran away happily. Yuying observed for a moment and found that the man's steps were abnormally shaky.

The rain wet his hair and collar, and he looked a little lost.

Yuying stood there, looking around curiously, and before she knew it, the man had walked up to her.

The alleys are crowded and the passages are narrow.

He had been walking with his head down, and suddenly he stumbled.

"...!!!"

The man accidentally bumped into Yuying, but he was quick to catch her when she was about to fall.

The two of them stared at each other for a moment in a very close position.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice there was someone in front of me."

"..."

The man let her go very politely, then slowly lowered his head and turned away.

Yuying came to her senses and realized that there was something strange on the back of her hand and the corner of her clothes. It felt wet and sticky, as if it was caused by her bumping into him just now.

Blood……

Are you injured?

No wonder he walks a little strangely.

With so much blood, he looks seriously injured, but he still has the energy to help others?

For some reason, she seemed to have lost control of her steps, and Yuying slowly followed the figure in the distance.

Maybe the streets are too noisy, the rainy nights are too cold, and life is too boring.

She suddenly wanted to see whether that fleeting warmth was an illusion.

Who is he? Why is he injured? Will he die?

The doubt in her heart was greater than her curiosity, and she unknowingly followed the man to a secluded corner.

He was sitting weakly against the wall...

His clothes were soaked in mud and water, blood was flowing from his body, and he looked very miserable.

The surroundings were dark and desolate, with dim lights and cracks and damage on the walls. In the silent air, only the man's rapid and irregular breathing could be heard. The intense pain made him unable to support himself, so he could only sit silently in the corner, struggling to maintain his balance.

Sensing someone approaching, he slowly opened his eyes, and his distracted gaze immediately became alert.

Yuying hesitated and said, "You are injured."

"..."

"Just now, your blood rubbed against me."

The man was slightly stunned, and looked at Wen Yuying who was not far away in a daze, then slowly relaxed his vigilance. He smiled tiredly and said helplessly: "Really? I'm sorry..."

"If you want me to compensate you, I can give you money."

As he spoke, he began to search his body laboriously.

But after searching for a long time, I suddenly remembered that I had given all my money to the little girl to buy food.

His hand paused stiffly for a moment, and he raised his head awkwardly, trying to make amends: "Um..."

Suddenly, a faint sound of a police siren was heard in the distance. The man turned around alertly and tried to struggle to stand up, but it was obvious that he could not do it.

He stumbled and fell to the ground again. Yuying looked at him nervously and shouted, "Hey!"

"Are you okay? Hey!"

The man frowned, curled up on the ground in pain, and murmured softly: "I'm sorry... I'm so useless..."

After saying these words in a daze, the man on the ground gradually became motionless.

Yuying bit her lip and began to hesitate.

Want to save him?

But I don’t even know who he is, so wouldn’t that be a bit too hasty?

Are you going to just leave him alone?

But judging from his actions just now, he shouldn't be a bad guy, right?

A scene from my childhood came to my mind vaguely.

Yuying hesitated for a long time, then sighed and shook him, "Hey, hold on..."

"My home is nearby, can you help me stand up?"

After helping the man back home, Yuying first treated his wounds.

Fortunately, the wound was not serious, but he delayed too long and lost too much blood, causing him to faint.

It looked like he was severely scratched by a sharp weapon, but Yuying didn't want to ask too much.

"Why save me?"

"Because I don't like people dying in front of me."

"You can go away."

Yuying looked at his closed eyes, sighed quietly, and put away the medicine box.

"If you want to express your appreciation, you can say thank you or give money."

"..."

"Oh, and your money is used to be a good person. So just shut up and don't ask stupid questions."

She looked at the man's bloodstained clothes and reminded him, "If you want to take a shower, the bathroom is on the left."

"Just remember not to let water get on the wound."

"..."

She didn't know why she cared so much about a stranger.

Perhaps it was the man’s kind behavior that moved her.

Perhaps it was the injured look of the man that reminded her of her father.

But more is…

If there is still a trace of warmth between people in this world, she doesn't want it to disappear.

Yuying had just finished cooking dinner and the people in the bathroom had finished showering.

The man walked out with his chest exposed. He buttoned his shirt and whispered, "Wear your boyfriend's shirt. Will he be angry?"

He looked at his body and muttered quietly, "I didn't expect it to fit him so well... He should be in good shape like me."

"Cough cough..."

Yuying quickly avoided her gaze, gritted her teeth speechlessly, and retorted: "I don't have a boyfriend, that's my shirt."

"!?"

Seeing the surprise on his face, Yuying felt a little numb.

"I just like loose men's shirts, what's wrong with that?"

A strange smile flashed across the man's eyes, and he shook his head with his lips curled. "Nothing, I'm fine..."

He straightened his expression and said in a tone full of desire to survive, "Forgive me for taking back what I just said."

"..."

Hearing this, Yu Ying's face still showed no expression. The next second, he showed a pitiful expression, sniffed and said angrily: "Is there anything for me in dinner?"

The man looked at her pitifully: "I'm hungry..."

Forget it, save the people to the end, Yu Ying sighed and said: "Sit down..."

However, "I don't like people watching me eat."

The man nodded and smiled: "Thank you..."

After dinner, this guy showed no sign of leaving.

Thinking of the injuries on his body, Yuying couldn't bear to ask him to leave.

But this guy looked at me curiously, as if he was an invited guest.

He touched the artificial potted plant on the windowsill and suddenly turned around.

“Do you like flowers?”

"Well, it's a pity that I haven't seen it with my own eyes." Yuying paused, "I mean, the real flower."

"I have seen."

"!?" Yuying raised her head suddenly.

The man looked nostalgic and spoke in a soft voice, "When I was very young, I saw real flowers, trees, and grass."

Yuying immediately denied it: "Impossible, there is no such place now."

He raised an eyebrow: "Don't believe me?"

"Although the old world has been destroyed, there are always lives that can survive tenaciously. I saw such a place when I was a child, but it's a pity that it doesn't exist now."

Her curiosity was aroused by the man, and even Yuying herself couldn't understand why she was so obsessed with everything in the old world. Yuying couldn't help but put down the book she was reading and stared at the man as if wanting him to continue.

The man received the hint from her eyes and continued, "The trees in the old world are tall, big, and upright."

"They grow close together, forming a dense forest, with leaves intertwined with each other, and the breeze makes the sound of waves."

"The grass is like a velvet carpet, lush green and thickly spread out below. Dewdrops occasionally hang on the grass, twinkling like stars hidden in the dark night."

"And the flowers that grow in the grass..."

He stared at the simulated potted plants in front of him in a daze. "There are red, yellow, white, pink and purple ones..."

"The sun shines down, and there are butterflies and bees flying above, which is very beautiful."

Yuying listened to him speaking slowly, and a moving scene seemed to be depicted before her eyes.

Immersed in fantasy, Yuying couldn't help but blurt out: "What do they taste like?"

For some reason, her expression became a little nervous, and she asked again: "I mean, what do those flowers smell like?"

The man thought for a moment, "It smells good... but not particularly good..." He frowned and added, "In short, it's a kind of... refreshing smell..."

"What does it smell like? Can you be more specific?"

Hearing Yuying's anxious tone, he turned back with amusement, "If you want to know so much, I might as well give you one. Just as a thank you for saving me today and giving away your shirt."

"When my seeds sprout, I will grow a flower for you."

When it comes to seeds, the fantasy picture is instantly broken by reality. Yuying sighed and lowered her head, "No need..."

Any normal person knows that it is impossible to grow flowers, plants and trees in this mechanically constructed wasteland world.

"Heal your wounds first before you dream."

The man was stunned when he heard this, but he burst into laughter at Yuying's frustrated expression: "Haha..."

"Don't disbelieve me, I mean what I say."

"..."

Yuying raised her head and looked at him, as if she could feel the seriousness and passion in his eyes. She heard the man say, "My dream is to collect all kinds of seeds and plant a large forest..."

"Sooner or later, you will all see..."

“I recreated nature with my own hands.”

Unfortunately, he disappeared the next day after that night.

He didn't leave his name or phone number, didn't say a single word, and even took off his shirt.

I thought it was just a chance encounter...

But who knew that fate would be so fickle, and five years later the two would meet again in this way.

The memories left by the original owner involuntarily emerged in Yuying's mind, as if Yuying had experienced them personally.

Even... the person in her memories made her feel that it was herself, and that was the choice she would make.

Yuying sighed silently and stepped on the accelerator.

It was just a chance encounter, a chance meeting.

Today, he has shed his youthfulness and become more mature, and the innocence in his eyes can no longer be found.

That unintentional promise, that flower that I want to give to myself.

He probably forgot it a long time ago.

Thinking that tomorrow is Monday, my mood becomes even worse.

Fortunately, the director kept his promise and let Shi Yuan return home safely. I could only accept my fate and work for him.