"Can you teach me how to fight?" The timid boy placed the cooked instant noodles in front of Han Fei, also bringing him a grilled sausage and a bottle of drink, "This meal is on me."
"I'm not used to being treated by high school students." Han Fei was really hungry, devouring the noodles in big bites.
"Thank you for helping me today." The boy sat next to Han Fei, the two looking out at the street through the convenience store's floor-to-ceiling windows.
"If you really want to thank me, then hurry back to school. Although studying doesn't guarantee that you will stand out in the future, it can bring you more choices and opportunities." Han Fei ate his noodles without looking up, his voice nevertheless warm, "You're still young, the future is filled with various possibilities. If you don't like this city, you can choose to go to a university elsewhere, start a new life, and make new friends."
