[Since I'm already here, might as well take a look,] Xu Qingfan mused to himself.
In this life, he no longer kept in touch with his elementary school classmates, and as he recalled the names of those he had known in his previous life, he wondered if they were currently surfing the web in the internet café.
Walking along the riverside for seven or eight hundred meters, the familiar black-market internet café soon came into view.
Sitting at the entrance was the owner's son, who looked to be around eighteen or nineteen. In his previous life, Xu Qingfan was scolded by him for secretly downloading "Love Apartment" to an MP4, causing the internet speed in the café to slow to a crawl.
He pushed through the convenience store's door, and with a wall in between was the café. Having been there before, Xu Qingfan didn't say a word and just twisted the doorknob, a small, dark room of about twenty-something square meters quickly came into sight.
