Delta: The First Person at the Peak

Chapter 241 I Am Also a Part of the Human World's Joys and Sorrows

The three walked from one end of the alley to the other. Jiang Feng was really surprised that An Ke, a young lady, would like street food so much.

I would almost stop and stay in one spot when I passed a stall, insisting on buying something before I would leave.

The trio of handsome men and beautiful women still stand out even in the bustling Hubin Yintai shopping mall, a place teeming with internet celebrities and beauties. They are always the center of attention wherever they go.

Fans who recognized them smiled and asked if they could take a photo together. An Ke readily agreed, pulling Jiang Feng and Fang Ningxue along for the picture, and even striking a playful pose for the camera.

Some strangers couldn't resist taking out their phones to secretly take pictures, and when she caught them, she wasn't angry at all. Instead, she would strike a nice pose without any hesitation.

High EQ: poised and confident. Low EQ: acting crazy in public.

Many die-hard fans took photos with the group and then immediately posted the videos and photos on Douyin and Weibo.

Jiang Feng'an hasn't even started broadcasting, but their legend is all over Douyin.

The comment section immediately exploded:

[The Wind God is a real man! He dares to take on two opponents at once in real life?]

[Hilarious! Fengshen could take on ten opponents in the Doomsday Adventure without batting an eye, so taking on two would be a piece of cake for him.]

I envy neither the mandarin ducks nor the immortals, but I envy the wind god every single day.

[Hilarious! Didn't you see the wind god's hands are full of food? He's here to carry things for the young lady!]

The refreshing taste of the fried yogurt was still lingering on her tongue when An Ke, with her sharp eyes, spotted the popular wheel cake stall with a long queue at the alley entrance. She immediately grabbed Jiang Feng's arm and rushed over there.

"Jiang Feng! Hey! I saw this on Douyin (TikTok), the taro mochi flavor is super popular!"

"No offense, Miss, but could we stop for a moment? Look at what I'm holding."

Jiang Feng looked down at his two hands, which were stuffed full, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Left hand: A box of stinky tofu hangs on the little finger, a box of oden on the index finger, a box of grilled cold noodles on the ring finger, and the longest finger, the middle finger, holds a bag of freshly roasted chestnuts and a cup of Bawang Tea.

With his right hand he held a string of fragrant, deep-fried squid and two strings of candied hawthorns coated in glistening sugar, even his fingertips were sticky with sugar frosting.

It's practically become a mobile food market shelf, the kind that also has exhibition features.

An Ke is really not picky. She looks at everything along the way, falls in love with every one she sees, and buys one and stuffs it into his hands. In the blink of an eye, her hands are completely full.

"Oh dear, all these things are covered in oil and sauce, it's inconvenient to touch up my makeup if my hands are dirty."

An Ke shook his arm confidently, her eyes curving into crescents:

"Can you hold this for me? What do you want to eat? I'll feed you, okay?"

As she spoke, she picked up a small fork, speared a piece of strawberry yogurt, and without saying a word, held it to Jiang Feng's lips:

"Strawberry flavor, it's super delicious, you have to try it!"

Jiang Feng's gaze fell on the fork—An Ke had just used this fork to eat the fried yogurt, and there was still a faint lip print on the rim of the spoon.

Unable to refuse such hospitality, he could only lower his head, open his mouth, and eat the cold, sweet and sour yogurt cube.

The sweet aroma of strawberries melts on the tip of the tongue, but somehow, a faint hint of stinky tofu flavor also mixes in.

Jiang Feng glanced at An Ke, but the little girl was completely oblivious, still staring at him expectantly, waiting for him to praise how delicious it was.

"tasty."

"It must be delicious! I'm going to join the queue!"

Anke, like a happy magpie, cheerfully went to queue up.

Fans in the queue recognized her and waved to make room for her, but Anke smiled and waved her hand, replying crisply, "It's okay, it's okay, you guys buy first, I'll just wait in line," without making any special requests.

Fang Ningxue, who was standing to the side, saw this and silently took out a neatly folded cotton handkerchief from her coat pocket.

She took a half step forward, her fingertips gently wiping the yogurt stains on Jiang Feng's lips with the corner of her handkerchief.

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment. When he looked down at her, she had already quickly withdrawn her hand, her long eyelashes drooping, and neatly folded the handkerchief back into her pocket.

A light pink blush crept onto the girl's earlobes, and she whispered in a voice so soft it almost blended into the street noise, "I got some on my ears just now."

With Fang Ningxue's intelligence, how could she not understand Jiang Feng's intention in insisting on visiting the snack street?

Of the three, only she came from a modest background. With Jiang Feng and An Ke's wealth and status, what top-tier, upscale restaurant in Hangzhou couldn't they afford?

But he deliberately chose this lively food street, not because he didn't like those fancy meals, but because he was afraid she would feel awkward in restaurants that cost four figures, afraid she would be at a loss when faced with the dishes An Ke casually ordered...

With the simple statement, "The food street is the soul of New Year's Eve," he subtly protected all her dignity and self-respect. She saw and remembered this thoughtfulness.

Don't worry, I'll put my heart into making Zhengfeng Esports a success. By then, I won't be poor anymore, and then...

Fang Ningxue raised her eyes, glanced at An Ke who was queuing, and then quickly lowered her eyelashes.

Jiang Feng was somewhat dazed at that moment.

He stood in the bustling crowd, surrounded by the sounds of vendors hawking their wares and laughter, with the sweet, smoky, and warm aromas of cooking filling the air. Beside him were the chattering An Ke and the gentle-looking Fang Ningxue.

Memories of my past life crashed in without warning.

In his past life, he was never a loser in the conventional sense.

At the age of 27 or 28, he had amassed a fortune of several million through playing professionally and working his way up with Delta Force, making him quite well-known in the industry. Even in his hometown of Shandong, a small city, everyone would praise him for his early success.

But was he happy? He wasn't happy at all.

In my hometown of Shandong, it's as if a man who isn't married or has children by the age of 25 has committed an unforgivable crime.

He could have done Delta escort work anywhere, but he chose to hide in Hangzhou, thousands of miles away—he just wanted to escape the suffocating expectations and accusations.

Top-tier escorts certainly don't lack girlfriends, that's for sure. But girlfriends and marriage are worlds apart.

He had also gone on several blind dates with girls, following his parents' wishes.

Both parents are teachers, and the men they introduced to them were all civil servants or tenured teachers within the system, all of whom looked respectable and well-behaved.

But when they heard that he made a living by playing games as a gaming escort, an inexplicable sense of superiority instantly appeared in their eyes, as if his profession was something to be ashamed of.

He wouldn't accept a date unless it was a fancy Western meal. Once we sat down, all he talked about was his house, car, and savings. We couldn't even have a single word about games or his hobbies.

Such arranged marriages are tantamount to selling one's soul.

So he preferred to be alone.

But now?

A wheel cake costing a dozen yuan, a skewer of candied hawthorn costing a few yuan, a street full of greasy food stalls, no fancy plating, no complicated etiquette, no insincere small talk, just a bite of hot street food is enough to make the three of them laugh heartily, their hearts filled with simple joy.

The streetlights were warm and inviting, and the evening breeze carried the scent of cooking.

Not far away, An Ke's clear laughter could be heard, and beside her, Fang Ningxue's gentle gaze could be heard.

This sky full of human warmth and joy has finally found its own lamp.

It has nothing to do with money.

He is happy.