On a weekend morning, after breakfast, Su Zelin and the folks from room 302 headed to the internet cafe in a grand fashion.
The campus network application had been submitted, but it hadn't been activated yet. Word was, it would take until next week to sort it out, so for now, the only way to go online was to hit the internet cafe.
Even once the campus network was connected, trips to the internet cafe weren't going to stop, because there's no soul in a dormitory that doesn't move as a unit.
There were plenty of internet cafes near the finance college, and they soon arrived at one of them.
They set up the computers, following the old habit, lit a Liqun cigarette, and opened Winamp.
Through the headphones came Zhang Xinzhe's uniquely recognizable, delicate voice. Some people who hadn't heard of this singer might even mistake him for a woman upon first listening.
...
Whenever I hear the melancholy notes
They stir up memories of pain
Whenever I see the white moonlight
