Holding the bronze tree over a foot tall, Shen Aotian returned to his rented small room, feeling a bit regretful—
300 yuan, if saved wisely, would have been enough for his living expenses for a week.
But in the end, he bought such a useless thing.
Regret aside, the purchase was done, and Pan Garden didn't offer any seven-day unconditional returns, so Shen Aotian could only grit his teeth and endure.
The rented room was quite small, aside from a bed, a desk, and a fabric wardrobe, there wasn't much space for anything else.
The desk was cluttered with books and notebooks. Shen Aotian wandered around the room and finally placed the bronze tree in the corner by the desk.
In the middle of the night, feeling thirsty, Shen Aotian got up, groped his way to the desk to pour a drink.
As a result, he forgot there was a bronze tree at the foot of the desk and accidentally kicked it.
