It was the weekend and I had nothing to do, so I was too lazy to catch up on my food in bed, and passed the afternoon. Before I knew it, night had fallen, and my stomach was growling again. Glancing up, I saw that the takeout box on the table was empty, with no juice left. . . . Unfortunately, all the takeaways are closed. What kind of weird day is this? At first glance, it turned out that it was already a quarter past two in the night. Forget it. . Well, I will go to bed after watching episode 666. It will be exactly half past two. I exited the takeout interface and just clicked on the video when my phone hit my forehead with a clang. I cursed in a daze, "Xu! I can't even hold the phone steady..." My eyes were blinded and I drifted out strangely. . . .