"Regular?" The disheveled man was also a bit drunk, his eyes bleary. He rubbed his bird's nest-like hair and then said, "I'll tell you, I live right here!"
Fang Ze: .....
Curious, Fang Ze asked, "Then, don't you have to work usually?"
The disheveled man waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "It's fine. I work at the library."
Speaking of this, he winked, "Official department, you know. Very leisurely."
Fang Ze was halfway between belief and skepticism, but he pretended to have a sudden realization on his face.
As the disheveled man took another drink, he casually mentioned, "When I graduated, I didn't want to work, and I was lazy, so I was looking for a job that was a bit more laid-back."
"As it happened, I casually met a friend from the library."
"I saw him lounging around every day, not having to work, just playing and causing a stir outside."
"I was envious."
"I asked them, don't they need to work?"
"They said, playing outside is their job."
