However, as Pei Ye had just finished preparing, the back door was quietly pushed open, and a figure hurriedly came in, bending down to sit in the empty seat next to him.
Before he could even cross his legs, he had already begun to pull out books and notebooks, and after a flurry of activity, he finally sat upright, still trying to catch his breath.
Pei Ye waited for him and then spoke, "Brother Fang."
Fang Jidao turned around abruptly, looking astonished at the young man beside him.
"Brother Fang, you are late," Pei Ye said earnestly. "How come you arrived even later than the teacher?"
Fang Jidao showed a look of shame, "I was engrossed in the quietude of the midday at the dormitory, studying a bit too long; I really shouldn't have."
"You should pay attention next time."
"Yes, yes," Fang Jidao replied but then suddenly showed the joy of seeing a friend, "How come you are here, Mr. Pei?"
