Under Xiao Mo's careful care, Li Huaiyu's physical fitness has been improved by leaps and bounds.

Li Huaiyu has to go out for a walk every day, exercise, and combine work and rest. The health is better, and the academic research is on the next level.

A year later.

"Come on, come on, left and left are gathering in waves! Lian Po's revision is good, the damage is high, and he is a father with a hundred inscriptions. Shan always leaned on the chair and played a game on his side.

It's the height of summer and the weather is hot.

The air conditioning in the room was turned on sufficiently, and the table was full of watermelon, grapes, and cold drinks.

Xiao Mo sat expressionlessly and played a game with Mr. Shan.

Li Huaiyu is still working at the Academy of Social Sciences and has not returned home for the time being.

Mr. Shan plays the shooter Hou Yi, the father of this game version, Mr. Shan, who was targeted by five people on the opposite side, was not intimidated at all, and played directly 1V5 by playing still in place.

"Let's go, Xiao Mo, you follow! A wave of annihilation of each other! "Mr. Shan was excited as soon as he played the game, his mouth kept honking, and Xiao Mo endured the noise and followed Mr. Shan.

Soon, push the other party's crystal.

A game is over.

Mr. Shan put down his mobile phone with satisfaction, scooped up the chilled watermelon and nibbled on it: "If I knew that the master would come later, I would be the first to arrive in our WD veteran team." Sister-in-law Bing Xi is still in Nandu, and she just bought a plane ticket. ”

Xiao Mo: "Don't worry, it's his birthday in three days." ”

Mr. Shan snapped his fingers and sighed: "When I met Xiao Lizi back then, he was only eighteen years old, and he was so tender that he could pinch out the water." Now I'm 30 years old, and the years are unforgiving. ”

Li Huaiyu, male, senior professor of literature at the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences, former professional player, will be his 30th birthday in three days.

In order to celebrate, the old guys of the WD team came to Li Huaiyu's house in Kyoto, ready to eat and drink.

Silent has something to do on a business trip, the two babies are in boarding school, and the idle and moldy Shan Zong simply sneaked to Kyoto early and lived in Li Huaiyu's house.

"By the way, I have to go to the semi-finals of the KPL tomorrow as a commentator." Mr. Shan took two bites of watermelon and said vaguely, "If you don't use the car tomorrow, lend me your car to drive." ”

Xiao Mo: "Hmm. ”

Mr. Shan: "When will your little plum get off work?" ”

Xiao Mo: "Five o'clock." I'll pick him up. ”

Mr. Shan glanced at the time, and at half past three in the afternoon, only Mr. Shan and Xiao Mo were left in the entire villa. Xiao Mo is a person who can't chat very well, a topic terminator, and chatting can kill people; On the contrary, Mr. Shan can chat in any environment, and he can talk to himself for a long time.

However, Xiao Mo, who is not very good at chatting, actually has a great desire to chat.

Xiao Mo hesitated for a moment, felt that the atmosphere was just right, his Adam's apple rolled, and said tentatively, "Can I ask you a few questions?" ”

Mr. Shan raised his head, put down the half-eaten watermelon, and nodded: "Ask, the master has nothing to talk about." Whatever you want to ask, just say it, I can answer it. ”

Xiao Mo was silent for a moment.

Xiao Mo pushed the glass plate containing the grapes over, and his eyes wandered: "That..."

Mr. Shan blinked, and his curly hair hung on his forehead: "Say, don't hesitate, isn't Xiao Lizi sorry for you?" Tell my buddy, what kind of friendship do we have, I will definitely stand on your side! ”

Xiao Mo coughed slightly: "He didn't feel sorry for me... It's just, I'm a little curious, silent. ”

Mr. Shan: "Silence? What's the matter with my family's silence? ”

Xiao Mo pondered the words: "I want to ask, you have been with silence for many years, did silence chase you first?" ”