As the night progresses, the moonlight is like ink, and the cold chill permeates all corners of the city, and there are few people on the streets.

Qi Dongye was in a very good mood, and Jiang Qi was in a soup noodle restaurant called Grandma Zhang, and there were only one or two people who ate supper in the noodle restaurant, and the seats were vacant, so they chose a window and ordered a braised beef brisket noodles for 15 yuan each.

Five minutes later, the proprietress brought two bowls of steaming beef brisket noodles, which were full of fragrance and mouth-watering. Qi Dongye and Jiang Qi both belong to the kind of fast eating, three times five divided by two, and a bowl of noodles can be eaten in a few minutes.

"Uh-" Qi Dongye ate and drank to his heart's content, spread out on the chair, and burped contentedly.

Jiang Qi sat opposite and lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, the shadow reflected in the glass window next to him, with his clear silhouette of the side face, and the content on the mobile phone, which was the page of Weibo.

He is swiping Weibo hot searches.

As if he saw something funny, the corners of his shallow lips gently curled, clicked on a blogger's page, and pressed to follow. Exited Weibo again.

Instead, I clicked on WeChat.

His slender fingers were familiar with the operation, using a nine-square grid, and the typing speed was very fast, and the person he wanted to search for popped up the window.

Looking at the original note above, Joe was narcissistic.

He suddenly had in his mind the scene of her stinky pose in front of the mirror and squatting gracefully at him, his eyebrows couldn't help but jump, he hissed lightly, pressed his rough fingers on his brows, controlled his expression, and continued to remain reserved and cold.

Then, click Modify Notes.

Removed Joe's narcissism.

Instead, ....

Swan Princess.

After pressing save, he looked at the name, and then looked at the selfie of the woman's head, with a bright and bright little face, and a bright smile.

He snorted silently, and the corners of his lips tugged lightly without a trace, satisfied with this title, really, quite in line...

Qi Dongye, who was sitting opposite and had nothing to do, glanced at him curiously, "Brother Jiang, what are you looking at?" ”

It's a pity that his speed is too slow, and when he came over, Jiang Qi had already pressed the return button one step faster than him.

When Qi Dongye looked over, he could only see a picture flashing out, and he was instantly curious, how did he feel as if he was hiding some treasure and couldn't let others know...

"Nothing." Jiang Qi's flat voice responded to his question just now.

Qi Dongye sighed, "Brother Jiang, have you been dating recently?" Who is my sister-in-law? Bring me a look. ”

He thought about it, suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened, as if he had discovered some big secret, "Could it be the fan sister from last time?" ”

Jiang Qi took a sip of hot water, and a warm current was injected into his spleen and stomach, driving away the cold air around him, warm and scorching. He pursed his moist lips, "No, but....... Soon. ”

His shallow and light tone, his eyebrows and eyes did not fluctuate, but he invisibly brought a momentum that was bound to win, and he was confident in strategizing.

Qi Dongye whistled, his expression jumped, and his eyes lit up, "Okay, Brother Jiang, I wish you a victory." ”

He held up his glass of water.

"Bang-" There was a crisp sound of glass colliding.

When the two walked out of the noodle shop, it was already half past one in the morning.

The place where he and Qi Dongye lived was only two streets apart, and the two were separated at the intersection.

Jiang Qi walked forward alone, the old street lamps flickered on and off, and it looked gloomy and quiet in the quiet street, and a little further on, the street lights were gone, and there was endless darkness.

The street lights here have been broken for a long time, but no one has come to fix them.

He put his hand in his pocket and pulled out his phone, feeling as if something had been brought out.

He turned on the flashlight of his phone, and the white light shone on the ground, which was the note just now.

The note was swept away by the wind, and it floated a few more steps to the side.

He gently slurped, and quite patiently went to chase after it, and the note drifted away again, and he finally found it in the corner, picked it up, folded it, and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

Even this note is the same as the owner.... Mischievous.