Chapter 2: The End of Silver Gull

When Zou Yameng limped out of the bathroom, the ending theme of “My Love from the Sun” was playing. Lu Li changed the channel and made room for his sister.

“Sister, I have something to discuss with you.”

“Hmm?”

“Some time ago, I reported our situation to the government. They were very nice and asked me to collect statistics on the current situation of unattended minors in our low-rent area. They also said that they would solve the problem for us as soon as possible.”

“Why report to those guys with big brains?”

“Since they asked, I just told the truth.”

Zou Yameng took the remote control and turned down the volume of the TV. Then she looked at Lu Li strangely: “Is this official you are talking about the parents of your classmate? The parents of your class monitor?”

“Hmm. So what he said is still credible.”

Zou Yameng felt bad: “Haven’t we, my sister and I, survived all these years? Do we still need them to worry about us?”

“We survived, but others didn’t. The kid who used to live next door to us, the one who fought with me every day, was said to have been sold to Southeast Asia to have his kidney removed. He is one year younger than me.”

This topic was a bit heavy, and Zou Yameng couldn’t help but sit up straighter.

“ ... What did they do earlier?”

“...”

Seeing that Lu Li didn’t answer, Zou Yameng leaned on Lu Li’s shoulder and stared at the TV blankly: “Then go ahead. My brother has grown up after all and has his own career. It has nothing to do with me, my sister.” Lu Li hugged her with a smile: “What career? It’s just a job. Sister, you haven’t told me about the Six Provinces League yet? How did you hurt your foot?”

“I fought too hard with He Ping and didn’t make it to the finals. A blessing in disguise. Although I, your sister, am the runner-up, my treatment is better than the champion.”

“Oh?”

“The champion only received an invitation letter from the provincial team, but I, your sister, received an invitation letter from the national team the night I played the finals.”

Zou Yameng proudly opened the mailbox on her mobile phone, and an invitation letter from the Shenzhou Women’s Table Tennis National Team appeared in front of Lu Li. The other party sent the letter in an official capacity, first praising Zou Yameng’s wonderful performance in the six-province league, and then inviting her to join the second team in the capital after the New Year, and specifically told her to take good care of herself.

“Why is it only the second team?” Lu Li deliberately tilted his mouth.

Seeing his funny look, Zou Yameng laughed so hard: “Silly, I’m just a newcomer. It’s amazing to be able to skip the youth training camp and directly enter the second team. This is also thanks to Coach Dan’s relationship. Although she didn’t say it, I heard the coach calling her old teammates at night and asking to try to arrange me into the second team...”

“Let’s go to thank him someday.” Coach Dan has always taken special care of my sister. My sister can go so far in the field of table tennis, and Coach Dan has made an indelible contribution.

“Yeah. Listen to you~” She rubbed like a cat.

Lu Li couldn’t help but close his eyes, sighing that everything was finally on the right track. His sister got the ticket to the world championship early, he didn’t renew his relationship with An Baili, and the production of the game was beginning to take shape. If only life could be so smooth forever.

October 4th. Good morning.

The morning mist had not yet dissipated, the air was a little humid, and the high-rise buildings in the distance were hazy in the morning mist like reflections in the water. Compared with the empty and idle urban area, the low-rent area was obviously much busier. People walked numbly towards the city with indecent, pilling needle hats. This was October 4, 2017. There was no alcohol limit in the pub, the plane to Sanya had not yet fallen into the Pacific Ocean, and the amendment bill to the marriage bill was still in Congress. Nothing had happened yet, and everything was still left room.

He knew very well that everything he did would have a profound impact on everyone in this low-rent area. Including himself.

Deep in the low-rent area is Chuanhai’s “urban village”, with crowded buildings and dirty roads. Next to the cart selling rice rolls is a sewer without a manhole cover. The fragrance of rice rolls and the stench of the sewer are mixed together, and the taste is hard to describe. Lu Li went to the cart and looked at the young face of the stall owner: “Give me a portion of rice rolls and two eggs.”