Hello everybody, it’s me, Fan Tong. Nn, yes, it’s still me. Don’t blame me for such a short greeting; I just feel that if people talk too much, it’s easy for the tongue to slip, which would incur bad luck. Not to mention, no matter how little I speak, I will still slip up. Therefore, this year my New Year’s resolution is to be taciturn and also improve myself by acting cool and looking handsome.
However, I felt hopeless on the first day of the new year. It’s hard to change a person’s nature. Even if I shut my mouth and stay silent, my thoughts will be too messy, and my face will still betray me. Nobody will think that I am dignified. What is the point of living such a difficult and halfhearted life? I should just change my New Year’s resolution.
The time that I’ve spent since arriving at the Eastern City can’t be called long or short, yet a few months have already passed, and the year is over.
I’ve already undergone brainwashing after encountering the Luo Yue Magic Sword Guard and completed my first memory release. Everyone’s tassels have already been upgraded, but I’m still stuck at grass green, just because I didn’t have the guts to go challenge the Wushu Tractor Teacher… Wu.
In a more or less peaceful atmosphere, we all happily sat on a grassy slope outside of the Eastern City, watching a meteor shower during New Year’s. The starry sky was very beautiful, the mood was great, the food was delicious, and Yue Tui also looked very happy, so it was an excellent night.
But… people say that, no matter whether you’re rich or poor, you should get a wife to celebrate a good year. The year has already ended, but where is the wife?
I’m not saying that I have no qualifications, okay! Looking at the reflection of my respectable face, I feel that, although it isn’t so incomparably handsome that people would drool over it, at least it’s a notch above tasteful and good-looking, right?
Staring at the mirror to judge my looks first thing in the morning, I really feel that there is something wrong with me. But every time I look back at Yue Tui’s face, I once again feel inferior and ashamed to show my face. Sigh, staring at the mirror is better; if there’s nothing better to do, I shouldn’t abuse my own self-confidence.
But who decreed that you have to be like that to get a wife! If that was the case, then there must not be many men in the world who have married!
My New Year’s resolution is to date a girlfriend with the expectation of marriage! It’s decided!
But actually, repaying my debt might be a more realistic wish…
Proofreaders: Sherry, Dinoj