At twelve o'clock late in the night, Zhou Ku held a cigarette in one hand and pressed the keyboard with the other. The blue light of the computer flickered, reflecting on his face that had not seen the sun for a long time. His beard was untidy and his eyes were decadent. If there were outsiders watching at this time, they would probably be scared silly by this miserable picture.
In fact, he was just playing games.
The small rental house was filled with scattered clothes and trash cans filled with garbage. Only the bed was clean and pressed against the wall. After he finished playing a game, he looked at the settlement interface with jumping numbers and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of boredom and boredom.
But he was not sleepy, and even planned to rewatch some old animations that he liked several years ago to pass the time.
Twelve o'clock is just the beginning of his nightlife. If he can't find the fun he wants in the game, he will look for it somewhere else. In short, it is much better than doing nothing and tossing and turning in bed suffering from insomnia.
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