In That Future Era (Chapters 1-9) Author: Peter Pei

In That Future Era

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Part 1: A Gift from the Future

"Give up! There's no possibility between us!"

In an ordinary restaurant, the woman in front of me said this, her face full of disgust, without a trace of pity.

"Why? Don't you know I really like you?"

I don't even know why I could ask that, and I felt guilty afterward...

My name is Peter, a 23-year-old white-collar worker. In terms of inner qualities, I'm actually not bad. My IQ is 134, I'm gifted, and I graduated from university a few years earlier than others. It's just my outer qualities... I was an orphan, and it's impossible for me to rely on my father's influence, because I'm extremely ugly and have never received love from anyone. The orphanage director always said that God is fair; even though I'm not good-looking, I still have a smart brain, right? But after entering society, I had no idea who I could fight for, and in the end, I only ended up as a low-level white-collar worker in a small company. This woman was a colleague at work. She wasn't particularly pretty, but what could an ugly guy like me possibly want? I just hoped to develop feelings over time and see if things could progress. I never expected… But honestly, with my looks, I'm not even cut out for a relationship.

"I'm sorry, I was too abrupt. Forget I said anything." We'll see each other at work tomorrow, so I'd better smooth things over and leave quickly.

"Good that you understand. See you tomorrow." She seemed a little surprised. I'd been pursuing her for a while now, and she probably thought I'd keep pestering her, but I'm tired. Over the years, I've been rejected by so many people; I don't want to do these pointless things anymore. If she doesn't love me, what's the point of forcing it?

I turned and left, using my meager monthly salary to go to a bar near my home for a big spender. I'd been to this bar many times; after all, I live alone, and it's easy to get drunk at a bar near my house and go home. The dim lighting and smoky atmosphere attracted many handsome men and beautiful women every day, but I was like a ghost, drinking several glasses of wine in silence without anyone paying me any attention. I glanced at the TV in the bar; it was playing music videos of my favorite female singers.

Her stage name is Ruan Ruan, and she's a typical Asian beauty. She's been on numerous world beauty lists. At twenty-seven, she looks almost exactly the same as she did ten years ago when she debuted at seventeen. She still has a slightly chubby face, skin so fair it's almost translucent, and large, bright eyes that attract many advertisers. She has thick, cute eyebrows, and if she made a funny face, she could even be a comedian. She's a talented singer and dancer, with world-renowned vocal skills. She has the vocal prowess of a powerhouse, the face of an idol, and doesn't mind showing off her slightly protruding belly. Her sexy stage presence is also widely admired. Everyone speculated that she could sing for another ten years without a problem, but when she announced she was in love with a singer younger than her, everyone was shocked. However, whoever he loves is none of my business. In my imagination, she will always be this beautiful and adorable. I waste countless days trying to connect with her in my mind, but I know it will always remain a fantasy.

It was nearly ten o'clock when a man in his fifties entered the bar, dressed in an expensive suit; his watch alone was worth a year's salary for me. But what caught my attention was that he was uglier than me, and in a way that defied description—he resembled me, only uglier. He didn't look around; he went straight to sit next to me. His first question was, "Got rejected by a woman again today?"

I put down my glass, my first thought being that he had suffered the same fate as me. After all, if he were next to me, I'd become handsome too. Men like that, no matter how rich, would only be able to afford prostitutes. Then it dawned on me that even if I worked hard and succeeded, I wouldn't find true love; ugly men were destined for this.

"Today is July 1st, 2014, right? Want me to take you somewhere fun?" I didn't know why he deliberately brought up the date, but he meant he was inviting me to go to a prostitute's. I'd hired prostitutes before, but the high-class places he wanted to go were definitely beyond my budget. But whether it was the alcohol or something else, I really wanted to follow him, eager to see where he would take me. Maybe it was because I didn't care what happened next.

"Okay! Go ahead! It's your treat!" I paid for the drinks and got up to follow him out of the bar. I originally thought that someone as rich as him would have a car waiting outside, but who knew he would take me to the railway station… My heart pounded.
"Are you kidding me?" I was about to turn and leave.

"No, you'll see if you come with me again." He pulled me with one hand and opened the door with the other.

I'm pretty sure it was midnight when we got to the station, but when the door opened, there was a brightly lit place outside.

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