The Taste Of Home

"Wake up, people!"

Hyson clapped his hand as soon as he entered the room. The two people inside the room gave him a look and said, "Fai, we are already awake."

"Oh," responded Hyson and looked at his Lin Zhen Ge who was drinking coffee, and Fang Yiwen who was playing on his phone. "Did you guys have breakfast?"

"Yup," answered Fang Yiwen. "I have had my breakfast. Zhen Ge is only making do with his coffee for some reason."

"Zhen Ge," Hyson looked at the leader of his group.

Lin Zhen looked up at Hyson and smiled at him, "I'm not hungry."

"How is that relevant here?" asked Hyson while Fang Yiwen pursed his lips to hide his smile.

"Isn't it relevant?" asked Lin Zhen.

"Not at all. It's breakfast. Even if you are not hungry, you have to eat."

"I don't wanna talk to you about it," said Lin Zhen. He knew he wouldn't be able to outdo the chatterbox named Hyson so he stopped himself in time. He really couldn't take it.