The next morning, Jiang Xian came out of the Internet café in an invincible spirit. Maybe it's because I haven't been in an Internet café all night for many years, and I feel like I've been sitting for hours, my whole body is sore, and my whole body is weak, as if I have been beaten up all night.

He stood at the door of the Internet café, twisting his waist and moving his bones, and the passing grocery shopping aunt cast a strange look at him, but they all passed by in a hurry, and did not stop for too long.

After folding a few times, the old bones, and finding a breakfast stall on the opposite side, he stroked the rumbling belly. decided to have a happy breakfast and then go back, maybe that guy Song Zanghai was tired last night and hasn't woken up yet.

He walked over to the breakfast stall, where a steaming soup pot was bubbling on a simple gas stove, adding a touch of warmth to the cold winter.

He looked at the menu hanging at the front, written in a crooked font, as a good handwriting, he instantly felt the urge to help the boss copy a menu.

"What are you eating, young man?" the middle-aged man asked him in a thick Henan accent.

"Hmm~" Jiang Xian carefully searched for the breakfast that could be eaten on the menu, "Let's have a Chaos and a fritter." ”

"Okay. ”

Jiang Xian found the only folding table and four chairs with time marks next to him, and sat down. He looked at the deserted street, except for the uncle and aunt who carried the vegetable basket, there were no superfluous young people, and instantly he felt that he was a little different.

"Oh, young man, there aren't many young people like you now, and you still get up on such a cold weekend to exercise and eat breakfast. The uncle with a Henan accent chattered while wrapping chaos.

"Uncle, I'm not an early riser. ”

"Then you just came back from overtime?"

Jiang Xian nodded awkwardly, after all, he was just a stranger, he didn't need to explain clearly what he was doing last night.

"Alas, today's young people, unless they need to go to work, they usually don't consciously get up to eat breakfast at all, and they will regret it when they get old. The middle-aged man continued to nag again.

"Yes, I finally looked forward to it from Monday to Saturday and Sunday mornings, so naturally I had to sleep luxuriously. Jiang Xian responded to the middle-aged man's concern.

"Young people today are not the same as when we were younger, when we had to get up and make breakfast for our parents. The nagging from the old father reminded Jiang Xian of his deceased father.

He suddenly felt a sore ache in his heart, and he didn't cook breakfast for his father once until he died.

I remember when I was in middle school, the family conditions were very difficult, and the school cost 3 yuan a bowl of noodles was very expensive for their family at that time. Secondly, my father considered that he was studying too hard and needed to supplement his nutrition, and the little nutrition at school breakfast was not enough.

So my father got up at five o'clock every morning to make all kinds of nutritious breakfast for himself, because the family was poor, there was no other nutritional supplement to supplement, so he could only rely on his father's nutritious breakfast and dinner to supplement.

At that time, he vowed that one day, he would work hard to make a lot of money and take his father to the most luxurious breakfast in the city's most exclusive hotel.

Or buy the most expensive and extravagant ingredients for his father to supplement his nutrition. In those years, my father gave himself all the delicious food in the house, and he didn't know what to eat for breakfast, because his father never ate breakfast at the same table with him.

Every time, he said that he was in a hurry to eat first, and he couldn't eat it too early, and then he learned that after his father made a nutritious breakfast for himself every day, he used the only remaining noodle soup and mixed it with some water to continue below.

The old father lived to complete his mission, insisted on completing his breakfast task throughout middle school, and died on the third day after his college entrance examination.

Before he could see his college entrance examination results or send himself to the university of his dreams, the thought of it tingled his heart like thousands of needles.

Just as he was immersed in regret and sadness, the boss brought the steaming wontons and the fried dough sticks that had just come out of the pot and placed them in front of him.

He forced his choked voice and said, "Thank you, boss." ”

"You're welcome, slow to use. After the boss finished speaking, he went back to his work, and had no intention of disturbing his meal.

It may be that the memories of the past are still echoing in his mind, and he is like his student self, gobbling it up. This is the regret of his life, because he will never have a chance to return it again in this life, and every time he thinks of this, he will be sad for a long time.

After breakfast, he looked at the time and it was only nine o'clock, thinking that Song Zanghai probably wouldn't be able to get up until 12 o'clock. With nowhere else to go, he walked along the streets outside the community, inhaling the cold air that pierced his skin, as if he was atoning for his sins.

Fortunately, the weather in Beijing today is not bad, through the branches that have fallen leaves, it is clear that there is not a single cloud under the dark blue sky, it is so magnificent and fascinating.

It is quite pleasant to walk under the blue sky in the early morning and clean streets. At this time, although he was not comfortable, he still had the effect of relieving negative emotions.

He walked slowly, hoping to kill a little more time, but walked around the neighborhood and returned to the gate of the community. He thought hours had passed, but he picked up his phone and saw that only 40 minutes had passed.

He didn't know where to spend the next two or three hours, after all, after all night, his body was already exhausted. He decided to head to the neighborhood, where there were benches to do, where he could sit in the sun and play with his phone, and time should pass a little faster.

Sure enough, the community is still lively. As soon as he walked in, he saw several masters playing chess around him, and he quietly stood behind the uncle and watched them play chess, and he was very happy, and finally found something to kill time.

It's just that the time of leisure is short, and he feels that he hasn't watched for long, and someone seems to have slapped him behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Du Luoyue carrying a basket of vegetables.

"Luo Yue, why are you. Jiang Xian said with an embarrassed face.

Du Luoyue didn't speak, just stared blankly, Jiang Xian could see in her eyes a sharp question, where did he go last night.

He smiled awkwardly, "Hehe, you still get up early to buy groceries, it's rare, my eldest lady." ”

"I'm not in the mood to joke with you, where did you go last night?" Du Luoyue finally said solemnly.

"Early in the morning, don't be so serious, I'm afraid. ”

"I asked you where you went last night, you don't know I ...... last night"

The urgent words came to an abrupt end, and although the words were not finished, Jiang Xian already knew what they were. A happy smile rose at the corner of his mouth, "So you were waiting for me last night!"

"Who is waiting for you, love is going, put away the evil on your face. After Du Luoyue finished speaking, she turned around and left.

"Hey, when you see me, you can take me in for another morning. Jiang Xiangou licked and followed, and finally caught this strong and powerful life-saving straw, he had to hold on to it, after all, it was still more comfortable indoors than outdoors.