Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Ji Wenfeng sent the third girl away after teaching her basic movements such as riding a horse, trotting, mounting and dismounting, etc. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and started to think about what he was doing under the scorching sun.
He looked around, and there were all the girls who had surrounded the small horse racing field. They were all in darkness, and they were holding horse number tags in their hands.
Not far away, Zhao Yihuan dutifully built a hand bridge and lifted a 140-pound girl onto the horse: “Good job, come on~”
As a reward, Zhao Yihuan looked at Ji Wenfeng provocatively with the girl’s sweet smile. With one glance, he pulled down his cowboy hat.
Ji Wenfeng: “…”
Ji Wenfeng looked down at his dusty school uniform and his arms that were burned by the sun. He suddenly realized that he, a western cowboy who once committed murder and arson in the wilderness, washed his hands and retired to the farm, had become a sex-selling horse farm laborer, and he was also involved in a complicated office struggle because of another stupid cowboy on the farm.
Just as Ji Wenfeng gradually regained his consciousness and realized his situation, he saw Lu Rong walking out of the horse dealer’s hut and standing lazily against the cabin, with his arms folded around his chest.
Ji Wenfeng looked at the lazy Lu Rong and decided to close the stall and go home. He was going to ride back to the tavern, order a glass of whiskey, and pick up the hottest gypsy boy in the whole town.
He rode towards Lu Rong, his horse’s tail swaying from side to side.
At this time, the horse dealer suddenly appeared out of thin air and stopped in front of him: “Are you leaving?”
Ji Wenfeng: “Yeah.”
The horse dealer: “Haha, it turns out you are not as good as him.”
Zhao Yihuan was holding a fat girl in his arms as he rode a horse on the racecourse, among the company of mortals, he looked so carefree and unrestrained, and he won great honors. When he passed by Ji Wenfeng, he looked at him with disdain: “Look, isn’t this the sissy Ji Wenfeng who can’t bear the sun~”
Ji Wenfeng threw off his school uniform on the spot. He took off his clothes, tied them around his waist, and hooked his hands: “Next, get out of the queue!”
He swore to Zhao Yihuan: “I will teach them to ride horses and jump through the fire hoop today, just wait.”
Zhao Yihuan: “We’ll see.”
Horse dealer: Plan pass.
The horse dealer returned to Lu Rong and said thoughtfully: “They are easier to tame than my horses.”
Lu Rong watched Ji Wenfeng help the girl get on the horse and let her sit behind him, and said with a serious smile: “Who says it’s not the case? Here.”
He took the horse dealer’s 600 yuan deposit and left without looking back.
Lu Rong left the racecourse and walked aimlessly along the road and met Lao Wang unexpectedly. Lao Wang was driving an electric tricycle around to sell the remaining popsicle and mineral water. When he saw Lu Rong, whose face was as heavy as water, he stepped on the brakes, set up a big parasol, took out a plastic pedal, and removed the towel on his shoulder. Then he swept the towel over the stool and said, “Please.”
The electric tricycle was instantly transformed into a Japanese ramen food stall.
Lu Rong tiredly sat on the plastic footstool, ordered a bottle of iced Coke, and leaned against the foam box, gulp gulp gulp.
Lao Wang: “Aren’t you happy after making so much money?”
Lu Rong: “I only have money left.”
He had felt this way since he was a child. Adults always talked about how it was not easy to make money, but he seemed to have a natural talent and could do this with ease, which was not easy for most people.
But correspondingly, he also paid an extremely heavy price.
For example, he had an unreliable mother; later it was discovered that this unreliable mother was fake, and his mother had simply abandoned him entirely.
Lu Rong firmly believed that energy was conserved, luck was conserved, and everything in the world was conserved.
While he was blessed with a lot of money, he was also lonely and alone. This was also conserved and would not change because of anyone.
Lao Wang: “I also want to experience the feeling of having only money left.”
Lu Rong said nothing.
Lao Wang: “Tell me, what happened?”
Lu Rong said deeply: “I just sold two people to the racecourse.”
Lao Wang: “…”
Lao Wang stood up straight unconsciously and rushed to Lu Rong in awe and said: “You’re not talking about the kind of human traffickers, are you.”
Lu Rong shook the ice coke in his hand and said absentmindedly: “One of them is still mine…” The nominal brother, the nominal sponsor.
Lao Wang looked at Lu Rong’s absent-minded look and gasped: “You didn’t sell your sweetheart, did you?!”
Lu Rong glanced at him lightly and corrected: “He is not my sweetheart.”
He hadn’t finished his homework yet, so he wasn’t worthy of talking about love, but Ji Wenfeng made him think that there was a different connection between them.
Ever since Ji Wenfeng suddenly appeared in his life, they had been inseparable, and Lu Rong almost forgot that he was a lone star. Being knocked back to his original form in an instant, Lu Rong came to his senses. In fact, he was not that special to Ji Wenfeng.
They were just two ordinary high school boys. Ji Wenfeng was also a popular school idol. There were not those endless bloody dramas between the two of them. They were all acting.
Fake plays could never become real. After singing this play, there would be others around Ji Wenfeng, but he was still separated from the others around him.
He didn’t like those fake shows full of weird tricks at all, but that didn’t stop him from feeling as lonely as snow when the song ended.
Because, even he would long for the feeling of being accompanied by someone in his heart.
Lao Wang looked at his sad look and became surer of his suspicion. He also took out a bottle of Coke and opened it up: “Who would sell the person they like to a racecourse? I have only read such heartbreaking scenes in martial arts novels. Lu Rong, before this, I thought you were just an ordinary kid who was better at making money than others; but now, I am beginning to think that you are the leader of the Demon Cult.” As he spoke, he lifted the towel on his shoulders and threw it onto the foam box.
“Then stay away from me.” Lu Rong raised the ice Coke, gulp, gulp, gulp.
Lao Wang looked up at the sky while holding the foam box and thought for a few seconds: “But this doesn’t make sense at all. This is obviously a modern background. How on earth did you sell your sweetheart to a racecourse? The racecourse you are talking about is a real racecourse. Or…”
Lu Rong looked at him deeply: “A real racecourse.”
Lao Wang had a hundred thousand reasons in his heart. What could a real person do if he was sold to a real horse farm? Dress up as a horse for thousands of people to ride on? This was too ridiculous… But inexplicably, he felt that this was very similar to what Lu Rong would do…
Lao Wang: “Why did you do this?”
Lu Rong: “He does not belong to me.”
Lao Wang: “She does not belong to you. So you just sold her to the racecourse?!”
Lu Rong: “He had a lot of fun there.” After a pause, he added, “With a lot of girls.”
Lao Wang: “She was playing with her besties at the racecourse. It doesn’t mean that they want to be a horse!!!… Oh, you are saying that he is not a her, right? He is the young master of the Ji family that I saw last time, right?”
Lu Rong gave him a sinister look: “You know too much.”
Lao Wang: “…If you are not happy with him playing with other people, you should tell him that you don’t like him playing with others, instead of selling him to the racecourse! – Is he pretending to be a horse there?”
Lu Rong recited a poem: “Sometimes your destiny must be there, but when it is not your destiny, don’t force it.”
Lao Wang: “You haven’t even fought for it, how do you know? Are you lucky?”
“People are different from money. Money can be earned, but how can people be earned?” Lu Rong shook his head.
Just like no matter how hard he worked, could he have a happy family with both parents since childhood?
Lao Wang couldn’t help but touch his head: “You may not be able to choose your family, but you can still fight for your sweetheart -“
“I said, he is not my sweetheart.” Lu Rong sighed, “…he is mine. Yes, family.”
He drank the last sip of Coke in the bottle and silently held the empty Coke bottle.
Only he knew what kind of obsession this word family was to him.
They were connected by blood and would never be separated. Even at the end of life or at the trough of failure, they would never leave. They could suffer and rely on each other as much as they wanted…
How wonderful this was.
Just because it was so beautiful, but he didn’t have it, he would get sucked into it at the slightest temptation, and he would feel betrayed by any trivial and boring thing. It was really ugly.
“I made you laugh.” Lu Rong was silent for a while, collected his thoughts, and returned to his usual calm and self-possessed appearance.
Lao Wang saw that he was not very interested and took out the only box of sushi from the foam box: “I spent most of the day making money, and the remaining half of the day I went out to play.”
Lu Rong: “Give me a pair of disposable gloves.”
Lao Wang snorted, “Look at how cool you are.”
Under the scorching sun, Lu Rong ate sushi in silence at Lao Wang’s stall.
At the end of the road, Fang Chang rushed out like a small cannonball wearing a camouflage uniform and holding a paintball gun.
“Lu Rong! Are you going to live CS?” Fang Chang asked happily.
Lu Rong raised his head, and Fang Chang felt that Lu Rong’s expression was particularly deep today. He also slowed down and stood not far away, awkwardly holding his helmet.
“Go.” Lu Rong said simply.
Fang Chang opened his mouth and smiled happily: “Then come on, come on! Our class is short of people!” He waved to him to follow.
Lu Rong stuffed the last piece of sushi into his mouth, jumped off the plastic footstool, walked to Fang Chang, and nodded lightly: “Thank you for playing with me.”
“What are you talking about, let’s go, let’s go!” Fang Chang said stupidly. Then he put his arm around his shoulders. Not far away, Xiao Yi and Li Nanbian were waiting for him fully armed.
In the racecourse, a new student, said thoughtfully to Ji Wenfeng: “Um…Ji, can I sit in front of you? I’m so afraid I’ll fall.”
Through keen observation, the girls discovered that Zhao Yihuan did his best without thinking about anything. But Ji Wenfeng just led the horse while sitting in the front. He really couldn’t teach it, so he sat in front of them and led them to run around, acting seriously as his equestrian coach. He was so aloof and cool, they really wanted to sit in his arms.
Hearing the girl’s request, Ji Wenfeng turned half of his face and lowered his cowboy hat apologetically: “Sorry, there is already someone in my arms.”
Girl: “In your arms… oh, I understand, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ah!”
Although she was not that person, she still made a chicken cry.
Ji Wenfeng: “If you still can’t learn it, just run ten laps to strengthen your legs.”
The girl yelled: “Ji classmate…”
Ji Wenfeng raised his eyebrows and scolded sternly: “Who is Ji? Classmate?!”
Girl: “…?”
Ji Wenfeng: “From now on, call me Coach Ji!”
Girl: “Yes… Coach Ji…”
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