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Yu Zhou was woken up by the alarm clock set by Song Chuan.

He opened his eyes in a daze and saw that Song Chuan had sat up.

...I just slept next to him like this last night?

This was Yu Zhou's first thought when he saw Song Chuan.

It's not that he's shy, he's just afraid that he'll be embarrassed in front of Song Chuan if he doesn't sleep well.

Yu Zhou touched the corner of his mouth, but there was no saliva, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Chuan probably finished waking up, and lowered his head to look at Yu Zhou.

"Are you awake?" Song Chuan's voice was hoarse because he just woke up in the morning, and he cleared his throat after speaking.

Yu Zhou sat up with one hand on the bed, rubbed his eyes and said, "I was woken up by your alarm clock."

Song Chuan smiled, rubbed his chin and looked at Yu Zhou: "You just woke up in the morning in good condition."

Yu Zhou glanced at him with some doubts: "What's good?"

"It just... looks like..." Song Chuan took a while to find a suitable word, "It just looks normal."

After I finished speaking, I thought the word was a bit funny.

Yu Zhou rolled his eyes at him, and got out of bed speechlessly: "Can you fucking talk... Could it be that I'm crazy the rest of the time?"

"That's not what it means." Song Chuan put on his shoes and got up, looked at Yu Zhou and smiled, "It's just your usual, like a tight rope, the stretch on your face... ouch, whoever you don't know I owe you millions."

"I usually do that." Yu Zhou said.

But I don't have the ability to let anyone owe him millions.

Yu Zhou sighed and went to wash up.

When he came to Song Chuan's house, he wisely brought a toothbrush, because he was not used to going to bed without washing.

After the two of them got it done, they were both refreshed and their minds cleared up a lot.

Yu Zhou sat on the sofa and leaned back, feeling empty in his stomach.

"... Shall I order takeaway?" Song Chuan asked standing beside the sofa.

Yu Zhou looked up at him and said, "Huh?"

"Then go to the restaurant to eat? There are several breakfast restaurants across the street from my house. I have eaten there, and they are all good." Song Chuan said.

"Whatever you want, I can do it." Yu Zhou felt that he should not be picky when he was under the fence, he said one thing and two things.

Song Chuan smiled: "Then I just told you to order takeaway and you still reacted that way, now it's casual again."

"I just think you are really rich." Maybe he was too hungry, and he was a little weak in speaking at the moment.

"Then let's go, go to the store to eat, listen to you who don't know what to say, think I'm abusing you, I guess my family will die when the takeaway arrives."

Yu Zhou wanted to laugh, but he couldn't squeeze out a complete smile, so he gave up struggling.

Song Chuan took some money, put the key in his pocket, and prepared to go out.

The two of them didn't change their clothes, and they were wearing short-sleeved shorts that they could go out to bed before, so they quickly went downstairs and walked across the street.

Song Chuan set the alarm clock earlier, and there are no people in the breakfast shop now, but Yu Zhou smelled the fragrance when he walked to the street.

He felt even hungrier.

Song Chuan led him to a relatively clean breakfast restaurant, and they stood at the door looking at the menu on the wall.

Steamed dumplings, wontons, soy milk, rice porridge, rice noodles, steamed buns, steamed buns, deep-fried sticks, and rice noodles...

"What do you want?" the boss asked.

Song Chuan replied: "Give me a bowl of wontons, a cup of soy milk, and a serving of rice noodles."

Eat so much, Yu Zhou thought.

The boss responded readily, and then started to make breakfast.

"What about you?" Song Chuan turned around and asked.

Yu Zhou was a little hesitant, and didn't think about what to eat. He wanted to eat rice porridge for a while, but he felt that rice noodles were also very good, and he wanted to drink soy milk and then rice cereal.

tangled.

He can't eat so much at once like Song Chuan, and he has to save money, so he can only continue to struggle.

Seeing him hesitating, Song Chuan chuckled and helped him make a decision: "The boss will order another bowl of rice porridge and a cup of soy milk, and a drawer of steamed dumplings."

Yu Zhou was startled: "No, you..."

Then he thought for a while and said, "I can't finish it."

With this amount, no matter how hungry I am, I probably won't be able to finish that drawer of steamed dumplings.

Song Chuan said: "It's okay, we can share the food."

After speaking, he dragged Yu Zhou to find a table and sat down.

The efficiency was quite fast. After Yu Zhougan stared outside for five or six minutes, the boss came over with a tray.

Quite particular.

When Yu Zhou watched the boss put their order on the table from the plate, he thought of the waiter in the restaurant.

Looking at the hot rice porridge and soy milk in front of him, he felt that this was a long-lost life.

Really long time no see.

I haven't had breakfast in a long time.

Song Chuan pushed the drawer of steamed dumplings in front of Yu Zhou, and asked, "Try it, this steamed dumpling is delicious."

"Thief," Yu Zhou glanced at him, "Are you from the Northeast?"

"Damn...don't worry about this, okay? I'm used to it. I'm not from the Northeast." Song Chuan bowed his head and ate a mouthful of wontons.

Yu Zhou took a steamed dumpling and blew on it before putting it in his mouth.

Song Chuan asked with a smile, "How is it?"

The dumpling wrapper has a good taste, and there is soup when you bite into it. The meat is also very tender and fragrant.

"Not bad." Yu Zhou praised sincerely.

The two finally finished all their breakfasts, but they were a little full in the end.

After giving the money and walking out of the breakfast shop, Yu Zhou felt that he was satisfied and in a good mood.

Following Song Chuan is really magical.

"It's still early, why don't you go out to play?" Song Chuan asked Yu Zhou with his head tilted.

In fact, Song Chuan is a bit taller than Yu Zhou, and Yu Zhou didn't notice this at first, but later he discovered it from the detail that Song Chuan sometimes looked down at him slightly when speaking.

He was quite disgusted with Song Chuan looking down at him and talking. Is it so difficult to look at him at the same level? He is also a little shorter than him, about as tall as a piece of tofu.

But when he thought about it, who told him to be short, Yu Zhou sighed in his heart.

"Where are you going?" Yu Zhou asked.

Song Chuan probably thought about it while having breakfast, and when Yu Zhou asked him, he quickly said, "Actually, I haven't watched a movie for a long time."

Yu Zhou said speechlessly, "Just say you're going to the movies, okay?"

"Okay, let's go to the movies then." Song Chuan grinned.

Yu Zhou doesn't really want to go out, especially in lively places. He prefers quiet places with few people, preferably alone.

But now that Song Chuan said that, it's not easy for him to refute, after all, he's living under someone else's roof, so he should behave himself.However, considering his financial problems, he was a little sad, and he was embarrassed to ask Song Chuan to pay, but he couldn't bear to spend money to enjoy this fun.

At this time Song Chuan said: "At nine o'clock this morning... there is a suspense movie, I really want to watch it."

"How much?" Yu Zhou was more concerned about this.

"Not expensive, forty."

Yu Zhou was startled, 40 yuan is not a small amount for him now, it can buy breakfast for many days.

"I..." Yu Zhou frowned and said hesitantly, "You can't..."

He originally wanted to say, can't you just find a cheap movie to watch, but when he got to the point of speaking, he felt that cheap movies are not much better, and it is better to actually watch a good movie than spending money to pass the time in the cinema.

"What's wrong?" Song Chuan asked.

"It's okay," Yu Zhou gritted his teeth and finally said, "Okay, let's go."

It was already past 40:[-] when the two of them arrived at the cinema by car, and the timing was pretty good.

Song Chuan bought a ticket on the bus, it was a relatively middle seat, very suitable for watching movies.

When you walk into the cinema, you are greeted by air-conditioning, which is very comfortable.

Song Chuan told Yu Zhou to wait for him and went to collect the tickets by himself.

Yu Zhou looked around, there were relatively few people, after all, no one got up so early to watch a movie.

"Do you want popcorn?" Song Chuan took the ticket and walked over, handing him a ticket.

Yu Zhou took the ticket and said, "Let's eat."

Anyway, he came here by himself, and it was rare for him to be unrestrained, and he forgot about saving money.

Life is too short to have fun in time.

The two went to the snack counter and ordered a large bucket of popcorn, Yu Zhou ordered a Coke and Song Chuan ordered a glass of orange juice.

"You are so conservative." Yu Zhou glanced at the orange juice in Song Chuan's hand.

Song Chuan smiled and said, "No, I really like drinking it."

"Oh." Yu Zhou inserted the tube into the cup and took a sip of Coke.

Song Chuan suddenly said: "I found that you talk a lot today."

"Really," Yu Zhou didn't look at him, and gave the ticket to the ticket inspector, "I think so too."

The two of them entered the movie theater, there were not many people there, the movie hadn't started yet, and there was a public service announcement.

Song Chuan glanced at the seats on the ticket, counted them, and dragged Yu Zhou to the designated seat.

The seats of the two are quite close to the center, and the viewing effect is very good.Song Chuan put the popcorn on the handle between the two seats and said, "Eat."

Yu Zhou nodded, took one and put it in his mouth.

sweet.

The movie started to show, Yu Zhou devoted himself to the movie so as not to waste money, and Song Chuan was also engrossed in watching it.

After that, he kept thinking about the plot, and Yu Zhou really wanted to tell him that you should just play the detective.

Yu Zhou doesn't like popcorn very much, because it's not good to eat too much, but the current atmosphere makes him very happy, so he eats a lot.

Yu Zhou looked at the detective looking for clues in the secret room, and then put his hand into the paper bucket. He probably ate a lot, and there was probably only one third of it left, so he grabbed it empty.He put his hand in a little more, and then suddenly touched Song Chuan's hand.

Since only the fingertips touched his hand, and he retracted quickly, there was no tactile sensation.

Just a little cooler.

The two looked at each other, and Song Chuan first smiled and said, "Sorry."

Yu Zhou opened his mouth for a moment, not knowing why he wanted to apologize.

Shouldn't you be apologizing yourself?

No, why do you have to apologize?Isn't this normal?

Yu Zhou suddenly thought of the plot in the TV series where the hands of the hero and heroine coincidentally meet in the popcorn bucket.

He was a little speechless.

Until the popcorn was finished, the two of them never touched their hands once.

The probability of such a thing is not high, Yu Zhou took the last sip of Coke in his glass.

At this time, the detective had deduced two-thirds of the truth, and only the confession of the last key person was missing.

Unfortunately that person died later.

Yu Zhou felt a little emotional, every time something went wrong.

He turned his head and glanced at Song Chuan. This man was very attentive, and his brows were also tightly frowned.

Yu Zhou smiled.

At the end of the movie, Song Chuan was still muttering next to him when he walked out of the theater: "Hey, did you say that the murderer died in the end? Why didn't this kind of key plot be released... just put him in a small black room in the mountains and that's it. what does it mean?"

Yu Zhou said impatiently: "Don't you know that a good movie usually leaves a suspense? It's thought-provoking."

Song Chuan nodded thoughtfully.

Yu Zhou suddenly remembered that he hadn't paid the money yet, subconsciously touched his pocket, and only took out twenty.

He looked at Song Chuan with some embarrassment, and then said, "I'll give you the money when I go back, I don't have enough money with me."

"It's okay, don't be so rude, I invite you."

Then he naturally hugged Yu Zhou's shoulder.

Yu Zhou moved unnaturally, wanted to say something but didn't say it again.

Money still has to be given, he thought.

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Huh huh huh more.

Although I know no one is watching, I still have to pretend that someone is watching / paralyzed