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"Is that all?" The cashier glanced at the items and then at Lin Xiaofan's faded shirt cuffs and cracked leather shoes.
"Uh-huh." Lin Xiaofan awkwardly turned his face away and scanned to pay the last 50 yuan. His phone buzzed with a notification: insufficient balance. It was only then he remembered his balance of 47.85 yuan.
"Um... could you..." His voice trailed off, growing softer.
The cashier rolled her eyes. "Short by two yuan? Forget it, just consider it a good deed."
Lin Xiaofan lowered his head and took the receipt, finding a corner to sit down. The convenience store's glass window reflected his haggard face: messy hair, sunken eyes, and stubble on his chin. This look hardly resembled that of a 25-year-old young man.
He carefully placed the cake on the table and pulled out a crumpled candle from his pocket, sticking it in the center of the cake. The lighter flickered a few times before finally going out.
"Even you are bullying me..." Lin Xiaofan chuckled self-deprecatingly, ready to give up when suddenly his phone vibrated.
A text message popped up on the screen without a number:
【The Hundredfold Return System has been activated. Test transaction: Donate 1 yuan to any charity organization.】
"Scam messages are getting more ridiculous these days." Lin Xiaofan shook his head, hovering his finger over the delete button. Just then, his gaze fell on a small card next to the cake—it was about a fundraising campaign for stray animals at the convenience store, featuring dirty little puppies looking eagerly at the camera in the promotional photo.
On impulse, he scanned the QR code on the card and entered an amount of 1 yuan. Just as the payment success notification chimed, his phone dinged with a bank notification:
【Income of 100 yuan Note: Goodwill Return】
Lin Xiaofan jumped up suddenly, the chair screeching loudly against the floor. He hurriedly opened the banking app, repeatedly confirming this wasn’t an illusion—his account balance had indeed changed from 0 yuan to 100 yuan!
"This... how is this possible?"
His heart raced, and his temples throbbed. To verify, he tried donating another 1 yuan to a different charity project. Almost instantly, another bank notification arrived:
【Income of 100 yuan Note: Goodwill Return】
Lin Xiaofan's hands began to tremble, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He looked around nervously, fearing someone might notice his unusual behavior. The cashier was dozing off, and aside from him, there was only a drunken middle-aged man choosing beer in front of the fridge.
For the third experiment, he gritted his teeth and donated 10 yuan.
【Income of 1000 yuan Note: Goodwill Return】
"Damn..." Lin Xiaofan covered his mouth, afraid he would exclaim out loud. He trembled as he tried to transfer this money to his mother but was stopped by a red warning:
【Warning! Returned funds are for charitable purposes only】
Unwilling to give up, he attempted to use this money to order takeout worth 30 yuan online; the transaction succeeded; however, when he tried to withdraw it to his bank card, another warning popped up from the system.
Outside, the rain had unknowingly stopped. Lin Xiaofan stared at his phone screen and then at the cream cake on the table that had already melted away. The streetlight's glow filtered through the glass, casting a pale white light on the melting cream surface.
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