After getting the mobile phone back, it was put on the shelf, Song Yao and Du Jingchen stayed all night in the box of the Internet café, played League of Legends all night, and did not come out of the box until six o'clock in the morning.

The young man was good at the end of the year, he didn't sleep all night, and he didn't feel tired on his face.

Song Yao's schoolbag hung on his left shoulder, his left hand grabbed the backpack belt, and his right hand hooked Du Jingchen's shoulder, and then Du Jingchen pulled it down in disgust, and then inserted it into his trouser pocket.

Although there are street lights every 50 meters on the side of the street, the street is still a little dark. The surrounding stores have basically not opened yet, and only some shops selling breakfast are open for business.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the Internet café just now, the early morning on this street is very quiet.

"Jing Chen, do you feel like we just came out of the room?"

Song Yaotian smiled shamelessly at him, he always likes to say something skinless and faceless, the purpose is just to choke a serious Du Jingchen. Looking at Du Jingchen's annoyed and angry appearance, it was his bad taste.

"Don't be so basic."

Du Jingchen glanced at him.

Song Yao smiled sneeringly, and retorted confidently, "What do you know, now, nine out of ten girls are rotten, and one is a pseudo-mother, if you want to flirt with your sister, you must pretend to be gay first!" ”

Song Yao's eyebrows fluttered, and he had to say it in a good tone.

"Who do you want to flirt with again?"

Uh, what kind of brain circuit is this, why can't Du Jingchen always understand the point of what he says?

"Who am I flirting, I" Song Yao said this, and his heart was still a little empty, "I'm teaching you, don't you like whoever you are, you can be friends with Li Yaoyao, it's definitely a rot, listen to me!" ”

Du Jingchen suddenly stopped and looked at him sideways, "Why do you care so much about me and Chen Yue?" ”

The emperor's anxious posture of the eunuch made Du Jingchen feel suspicious.

Hearing this, Song Yao blurted out without reacting, "Didn't I see you so awkward, and I was so depressed and panicked." ”

As he spoke, he pursed his lips a little aggrieved.

It's like what he would think. Du Jingchen turned his face back and continued to walk forward, ignoring his pretended grievances.

Song Yao behind him, his originally aggrieved face also disappeared with Du Jingchen's turn, and was replaced by an evil smile with unknown meaning.

I'm helping you, how can you question me in turn, Jing Chen.

The two parted ways at the fork in the road ahead. Song Yao went to a nearby noodle restaurant alone and asked for a bowl of rice noodles without coriander.

Du Jingchen is different from him, although they all go to the Internet café to play games all night, Du Jingchen's mother will wait for him to have breakfast together. And he didn't, the apartment was empty, the refrigerator was probably empty, how could anyone wait for him for breakfast?

He used to get up in the morning and come to this noodle restaurant to eat a bowl of rice noodles or wontons. He liked the owner of this noodle restaurant because he remembered his tastes: red soup, spicy, no coriander.

"You went to the Internet café all night last night?" The boss had a smile on his face and placed the cooked rice noodles on his table.

Song Yao replied with a smile: "Well, it's rare to take such a long vacation~"

He held the bamboo chopsticks that had been prepared in his hand, because the temperature of the white porcelain bowl was very high, he messed with his hands for a moment before moving the white porcelain bowl to the right position.

He took a large clip of rice noodles and put it to his mouth and blew hot air.

Many people eat noodles like this, including several other teenagers in the noodle restaurant who came out all night, but the owner of the noodle restaurant always unconsciously distinguishes him from other Internet addicts.

Song Yao exudes the fragrance of books, and his cultivation is also excellent, if it weren't for Song Yao ordering takeout in the Internet café, he sent it over and saw it with his own eyes, how could he not have associated him with an Internet addict.

Somehow, as soon as this kid came in, he couldn't help but ask a few questions, and after coming and going, he and Song Yao were quite familiar.

Song Yao is always at home alone, and no one cares.

The boss is always curious, how did such an irresponsible parent raise such a child with good character? But he never asked what Song Yao's parents did and how they were not at home all year round.

"Uncle, bye-bye, I'm going back to make up for sleep."

Song Yao finished eating, and every time there was nothing left, and the soup was all drunk.

The back of the teenager looks chic, and at the same time a little lonely.