man who will not refuse

[You are a busy person, why are you back this year when you are free? 】Qi Shuqing asked with a smile.

[You don't come here, I'm such a busy person. 】Fang Xian punched Qi Shuqing like a child.

The two sat on a bench on campus, chatting in tone and content like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

【do you remember?At that time, I played basketball with Zhang Weili, and you stood under the basketball stand to watch, but Zhang Weili hit you on the head with a three-pointer. 】Fang Xian was a little emotional 【It's been almost 20 years, and the basketball stand is still there. 】

When Qi Shuqing was a little dazed, Fang Xian added another sentence [Tell me, how poor is our alma mater? 】

Qi Shuqing was amused by Fang Xian's jumping thinking, and said [Then why don't you hurry up and donate to your alma mater, a big local tyrant? 】

Fang Xian thought for a while, then shook his head [No, let's keep it.It is best to keep it until we are 80 years old, and then call Zhang Weili to come back to play basketball together. 】

Qi Shuqing imagined the scene for a while, and said very pragmatically [by then, I will probably be sitting in a wheelchair and watching the grandchildren play basketball. . . 】

【You really haven't changed at all, you're still so pessimistic! 】

Qi Shuqing immediately counterattacked [You haven't changed, you are unfoundedly optimistic, let alone playing basketball, an 80-year-old man will fall apart if he stands up and shakes his bones, okay? 】

Fang Xian burst out laughing, Qi Shuqing looked at the faceless Fang Xian who was laughing, and smiled helplessly.

The two sat side by side as they did 20 years ago, bickering without any scruples, and played another basketball game with great disparity in strength.

[You haven't changed at all,] Fang Xian pulled up Qi Shuqing who was sitting on the ground panting, and sincerely complained [Basketball is much worse than it was 20 years ago. 】

Qi Shuqing bent over 【You are not much better, you didn't make any progress in three points, and it is not 01:30 that you have regressed from before, okay? 】

Qi Shuqing lacked exercise in the first place, but now he was trying to be strong because his opponent was Fang Xian, so he kept touching his chest for comfort.

When my chest was aching from strenuous exercise, I heard the man next to me who had been silent for a long time ask softly [Shu Qing, can I often play with you in the future? 】

Qi Shuqing froze for a moment, only feeling that his whole body was a little stiff [What are you talking about, aren't we friends. 】

Fang Xian smiled happily, but Qi Shuqing's chest became more and more painful.

However, he still pretended to be relaxed and laughed at the cautious man [How old are you?They are half buried in the soil, and they still think about playing all day long. 】

When I got home, it was already 7 o'clock.

When the family complained that the mobile phone could not be connected, I thought of taking out the mobile phone. I thought it was out of battery, but when my sister took it to charge it, it showed that there was still 70% of the battery.

[Brother, is your phone broken?There is still 70% of the electricity, how can it be turned off? 】

The phone wasn't broken, it's just that he was so nervous that he didn't even notice that he turned off the phone.

[Brother, you have a missed call, Cheng Xian?Do you want to send them back to the past? 】The unknowing sister held up her mobile phone and yelled carelessly.

Qi Shuqing immediately felt terrified [give it to me. 】

【Who? 】

[A student I taught in the past may have called to pay New Year's greetings. 】

【Yeah? 】The younger sister did not doubt that he was there, but said with emotion that 【There are fewer and fewer children who still call for New Year greetings, and some of them don’t even bother to send mass messages on WeChat. 】

Qi Shuqing went to the balcony and called Cheng Xian.

[Teacher, why is your phone turned off? 】

The voice on the other side of the phone was a little unreal.

[Sorry, I forgot to charge it. 】Qi Shuqing was in a daze【Call, what's the matter? 】

[Just to let you know that I'm here, in case you're worried] Cheng Xian paused, as if complaining, or mocking himself [It turned out that the teacher wasn't worried at all. 】

Qi Shuqing didn't listen carefully to what Cheng said first, so he could only perfunctorily say 【Well, okay. 】

【teacher?What did you say? ] Cheng Xianwen, who finally realized something was wrong.

【what? 】

【Are you listening?What did I just say? 】

Cheng held the phone first, but there was a long silence on the other side.

【Teacher, what's wrong with you?Can't you hear me? 】

【sorry. . .Just now, I didn't hear clearly. 】Qi Shuqing's voice still sounded very gentle, but Cheng Xian instinctively sensed Qi Shuqing's irritability.

【Teacher, are you in a bad mood?what happened? 】

Qi Shuqing held the phone, and became more anxious because of Cheng Xian's words.

I obviously didn't say anything, and I apologized for my wandering just now, but why should I be questioned like this?

So he got impatient [Cheng Xian, I have something to do here, so I'll hang up first. 】

【teacher! 】

The young man on the other end of the phone called the teacher in a hurry, Qi Shuqing suppressed his irritability, [What's wrong? 】

Cheng Xian also seemed to hear his impatience, and after a moment of silence, he cautiously said [It's nothing, teacher, happy new year. 】

【. . . . . . . . . 】Qi Shuqing suddenly felt that he was too bad. Cheng Xian had done nothing wrong, but he was just venting his anger in a bad mood.

Qi Shuqing adjusted his breathing before saying [Thank you, you too, Happy New Year. 】