"Oh, it's you!"
Ye Xiaofei looked Zhang Chao over critically and pretended to just recognize him, smacking his forehead and saying, "Right, right, right, we did meet at noon!"
"Brother, you finally remember!"
Zhang Dashao's face burst into a chrysanthemum-like smile, and he was so excited he could barely kneel down.
Ye Xiaofei feigned surprise and asked, "Weren't you fine at noon? What happened? We haven't seen each other since the afternoon, and you've become like this?"
"Well, that's a long story!"
Zhang Dashao sighed deeply with a bitter expression, ready to recount his misfortunate afternoon to Ye Xiaofei.
"In that case, let's wait until after I've had dinner!"
However, Ye Xiaofei waved his hand dismissively, cutting off Zhang Dashao's well-prepared explanation that was already on the tip of his tongue, forcing it back down.
