Those Years in the Southern Dynasties
Su Yuan, a wage slave of modern society! One day, when he opened his eyes, he discovered he had arrived in a dynasty never recorded in history—the Southern Dynasty. As a new chapter of life unfolds, w
At 1:43 a.m. on Saturday, Su Yuan, who had just taken a taxi home from the company, shrugged off his jacket and shoes and crawled straight into bed. Recently, a sudden urgent demand from their client had forced Su Yuan’s team to work overtime day and night for more than half a month. As a junior employee, Su Yuan naturally bore the brunt of the hardship. But at last, today’s delivery was complete, and the company, showing some humanity, had granted an extra day off to those who had worked over ten consecutive days.
On his way home from work, Su Yuan had already made plans: to catch up on sleep during the day on Saturday, stroll through the nearby university town’s food street in the evening, and then continue developing his own game at night. On Sunday, he’d go to the library to read “Seven Weapons” by Gu Long. As for the additional day off on Monday, he’d cook a couple of dishes for himself in the morning with a couple of drinks, rest in the afternoon, and prepare for the new week.
Lying in bed, Su Yuan opened a short video app and scrolled a few times, watching scantily clad women sway their alluring bodies to catchy music. Living alone for so long, Su Yuan found a faint comfort in these videos.
Drowsiness swept over him like water, and Su Yuan could no longer resist. He vaguely heard a voice from his phone: “Sometimes one must take shelter under the eaves, bear a little frost and snow, and then wipe it clean for spring. One day, I’ll bring good wine, and you’ll carry your sword. The world is vast; the noise on the table is always from copper coins, b