Although they occasionally kept in touch, two years had still passed without a meeting between the two.
When they met again, both were quite excited. After a bear hug, Li Feng punched Gu Heng in the chest and said, "You little rascal, didn't you say you'd be back in a few more days? Why didn't you call me in advance, you bastard? I would have picked you up!"
In Gu Heng's local dialect, "bastard" was often used coarsely, irrespective of age or gender in moments of excitement; thus, Gu Heng didn't feel slighted. Rubbing the sore spot where Li Feng had punched him, he laughed and said, "It's no big deal if I come back late on other days.
But how could I miss your big wedding, you rascal?"
After speaking, he just grinned and looked into Li Feng's eyes without another word.
The kind of brotherly bond they shared could feel a bit pretentious in a self-serving society, but no one could deny its genuine existence...
