In late July, during the peak of summer heat, the temperature remained high, and it felt like an oven outside during the day, making it unbearable for people.
No wonder Old Su liked to go fishing by the wild rivers in the suburbs. After all, finding a shady spot by the river was indeed cool, not only providing a way to escape the heat but also cultivating one's spirit through a hobby.
However, this was just a pastime for fishing enthusiasts. Most young people nowadays still prefer staying home in the air conditioning, playing games.
But even such simple pleasures aren't achievable for everyone.
"Damn, hurry up, turn on the air conditioner!" In a one-bedroom apartment, Su Qing lugged his suitcase up to the sixth floor.
"Are you okay, weakling?"
Wang Xing gave him a disdainful look and then dropped his huge suitcase heavily onto the living room floor.
"Don't show off your two ounces of muscle to me, it's like a tadpole with a frog tattoo (stop showing off, damn it).
