Future Phone Author: Fu I Zui Genre: Urban Life
Book Introduction After buying a knockoff mobile phone and dialing his own number, he unexpectedly establishes a cross-time communication with his down-and-out son fifty years in the future, and so…
“Son, do you know the winning numbers for the next 6+1 lottery?” Hao Yunyang asked on the phone while standing at the ticket sales point.
“Who knows about something from decades ago? Dad, be realistic.”
“Then, who will win the next World Cup?” Hao Yunyang continued to ask.
“Dad, I don’t watch the World Cup…”
“Then what use are you as a son?” Hao Yunyang felt hurt.
“Mom said you’ve never amounted to much in your whole life, and I never believed her until now…”
“And now?” “I believe it.” “…”
PS: This work will present a seemingly reasonable grassroots success story, step by step… The author’s character is quite solid, everyone knows… The old book “Rebirth as an Immortal” was 1.4 million characters and never stopped updating, so please bookmark and recommend.
PS: The synopsis was written casually, so don’t take it too seriously!
Chapter One: Overview
The suitcase had a pair of wheels, and dragging it on the ground wasn’t tiring. Although Hao Yunyang had left most things related to his girlfriend in the rented room, including her unwashed smelly socks, he didn’t throw away the suitcase. Hao Yunyang didn’t believe that discarding all memories after a breakup meant truly letting go. Well, or maybe he was reluctant to part with the suitcase that cost him over a hundred yuan.
From the rented room to Hao Yunyang’s workplace was nearly a twenty-minute walk. After leaving the messy immigrant village where he originally lived, not far out was a not-so-wide road. At this time, during the rush hour, the road was completely congested, with car horns honking chaotically. Hao Yunyang suddenly felt elevated, as if all worldly matters had nothing to do with him.
Dragging the suitcase through the crowded flow of people, Hao Yunyang’s uniform occasionally drew some strange glances.
“They must be envious of how good my clothes look,” Hao Yunyang thought, unconsciously revealing his usual gentle smile, already accustomed to it.
When he first left school and chose to come alone to this small town on China’s east coast, Hao Yunyang had sworn to himself that he would send at least five hundred yuan home each month to support his sister’s high school education. As for college, Hao Yunyang truly had no confidence.
In the blink of an eye, two years had passed since leaving school. Hao Yunyang had changed several jobs, but on the 15th of every month, he would punctually mail money home. His father worked on the farm, his mother at a local feed factory, and the family’s total monthly income was barely two thousand yuan. Hao Yunyang felt he had grown up and could now support his family.
Hao Yunyang, a high school graduate, was like a purposeless small fish in this relatively small but extremely developed industrial town that ranked among the top in the country. He wandered around seeking higher-paying work, but after two years, he now earned just over a thousand yuan a month. Fortunately, meals were provided, and now that he’d broken up with his girlfriend, he could also live in the staff dormitory.
With thirteen hundred yuan a month and accommodation solved, Hao Yunyang felt he could save at least several hundred yuan each month for the future.
Although he didn’t know where his future lay, he understood the principle of being prepared. Living paycheck to paycheck wasn’t suitable for someone from his financial background, especially since his sister was a good student with hopes of entering a top-tier university.
Saving money meant that if his sister got into a top university, she wouldn’t lack funds for education.
Gradually approaching his workplace, Hao Yunyang’s mind was preoccupied.
Chapter Two: Payday
Liu Lixin was Hao Yunyang’s first girlfriend. During their three months of cohabitation, Hao Yunyang had only been intimate with her three times, averaging once a month – quite shocking.
But Hao Yunyang was inexperienced, and the delicate Liu Lixin was a ten-out-of-ten beauty in his eyes. Hao Yunyang wasn’t handsome, just moderately good-looking, so after confirming their relationship, he was over the moon.
For Liu Lixin, Hao Yunyang quit his previous job as a supervisor at a Western restaurant earning eighteen hundred yuan a month, and instead became an ordinary order-taker at the hotel where Liu Lixin worked, earning eleven hundred yuan monthly plus an average of two hundred yuan in order commissions. He would wait until nine or ten to return to their rented room with Liu Lixin, always massaging her back and tidying up, without a single complaint.
He had hoped to bring his beautiful girlfriend home for the New Year and show off in the village, but unexpectedly, a week ago, Liu Lixin quit her job without a word. When Hao Yunyang rushed back to their rented room after hearing the news, all her clothes, shoes, underwear had vanished, leaving only a note on the desk where he usually slept.
The handwriting was delicate, typical of a soft-spoken girl from southern China. The content was simple, too simple for Hao Yunyang to believe: Let’s break up.
Just those five words! Five words without reason, process, or even a hint of reluctance – and Hao Yunyang’s first love was officially over.
Liu Lixin was three years older than Hao Yunyang and had seemingly been a virgin when they were together, even bleeding during their first intimate encounter. But one day, after living together for over a month, Liu Lixin accidentally left her usually locked cabinet unlocked. Hao Yunyang, as if possessed, opened it and found a medical record. Despite the doctor’s messy handwriting, he clearly saw the words: Hymen reconstruction.
Fortunately, Hao Yunyang was broad-minded to the point of being heartless. He rationalized it as an accident, returned the record, and never mentioned it, unwilling to shatter his last remaining illusion.
Now, Hao Yunyang suddenly found the words Liu Lixin often used to make him feel good were now so harsh and hurtful: “I gave you my first time, what more do you want!”
This was Liu Lixin’s trump card, especially effective when dealing with Hao Yunyang’s occasional male chauvinistic reluctance to do things like laundry or cleaning.
Liu Lixin was gone, and Hao Yunyang’s heart felt somewhat empty. The hotel was located by the roadside, with the owner purchasing a three-star rating. Apart from the luxurious exterior decoration, Hao Yunyang didn’t find the hotel particularly impressive.
Rats scurrying, cockroaches everywhere – he wondered if the health bureau officials had been bribed. A three-star hotel? Ha!
Internally criticizing, Hao Yunyang smiled and stepped onto the red-carpeted stairs, greeting a security guard about his age with slightly dark skin who was sweeping garbage near the entrance: “On duty today?”
“Yes, weren’t you on leave today? Why are you here?” The guard looked up, curious. “I heard Liu Lixin broke up with you? What happened? Everything was fine.
“Hehe, it was me who broke up with her, not her breaking up with me.” Hao Yunyang clarified again, then naturally laughed: “When we felt bored together, we broke up. What else could we do?”
“What a pity.” Hao Yunyang’s relationship with this security guard wasn’t particularly close, and they didn’t have much work overlap. He greeted him and walked towards the main door. After walking several steps, he heard the security guard mumble something, though it was unclear what he was lamenting.
