Sunday, Ji Zhiyao woke up very early, large dark circles under his eyes, and had already started a match while the remaining five members of the team were still deep in oblivion.
Only at midday did someone come downstairs.
Xiaofei walked down the last step yawning, both eyes drowsily looking at Ji Zhiyao. "NoHomo, you've started to play? What time did you wake up?"
Ji Zhiyao rubbed his eyes that were sore and casually thought for a moment. "9? Around that time, can't really remember anymore."
Xiaofei gulped, very loudly swallowing the water that was jammed at his throat.
"If I remember correctly, when I went to bed at 2:30 AM, you were still in a match. Am I right?"
Ji Zhiyao smiled, just as he was about to say something, turned back and saw his game interface that had already entered the countdown. Thus he only "mm-ed" in reply, and put on his ear-mic again.
