Ye Chenghong was somewhat surprised when he received Gu Zhongyi's phone call. For years he had been living in seclusion, and these old buddies had purposely refrained from contacting him. Why today, though...
"Old Gu, what wind brought your call today?" There were very few people who could call out "Old Gu," and Ye Chenghong was one of them.
"Elder Ye, it's been many years since I saw you. Sigh..." Hearing Ye Chenghong's voice made Gu Zhongyi somewhat nostalgic; time really did make people old. The last time he had seen Ye Chenghong was over a decade ago.
"Did you call me just to listen to your whining?" This old man was becoming more whiny the older he got. Wasn't he a forthright bloke in the past?
"Pah!" Any bit of melancholy that Gu Zhongyi initially had vanished with Ye Chenghong's comment, "Me, whining?! When I was at war in my younger years, you didn't even know where to hide! Daring to say I whine!"
