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"Bro, I appreciate your goodwill, but I've never thought about revenge." Wang Chong changed the subject, "I'm treating for lunch today, what do you want to eat?"
Xu Wendong didn't continue to press on the previous topic. He thought for a moment, "How about we go back to No.2 Middle School and eat some noodles?"
There was a noodle shop that had been operating for many years at the entrance of the school. Not only did the food taste great, but they also offered unlimited refills. Back when they had pocket money to spare in school, they would treat themselves to a bowl of beef noodles and would only leave once they were stuffed.
Although life was tough back then, it had become a fond memory in their hearts.
"Alright, today I'll add extra beef for you," Wang Chong grinned. He then walked over to the bike shed, rode a shabby electric bike, and took Xu Wendong to their alma mater, Qingyuan No.2 Middle School, in the light drizzle.
