Pei Yuzhi didn't waste any words. He raised his hand directly, poking his heart with a poke and asked eagerly: "You still recognized me, Bo Yanzhou, do you feel guilty?"

"you!"

"When I was little, you said I was a girl! Now that I'm grown up, you call me auntie! You!"

"You have two things under your eyebrows that only blink but don't see. You're the one who destroyed our friendship. You're the culprit!"

That was a sentence... Now when I think about it, even Patriarch Pei would get so angry that his heart aches sometimes. It was such a piece of shit!

Um.

There is a big difference in height between a 1.9-meter-tall adult and a seven-year-old boy.

Feeling the hand poking his heart from time to time, Bo Yanzhou lowered his eyes to look at the hand that was still poking his heart, then raised his eyes to look at Pei Yuzhi in front of him.

One second...

Two seconds...

Three seconds...

The seven-year-old boy looked at him and said in a shocking way, "That happened so long ago... You look quite old now, yet you still remember it? You have a really good memory!"

Pei Yuzhi instantly: “???”

(???.???)? ? ?

→_→: “…Bo Yanzhou…listen to what you say, are you talking like a human being???”

He was very sincere and really just wanted to praise him for his good memory. Bo Yanzhou was stunned.

I always felt that his words were sarcastic, but I didn't care.

Because at this moment, seven-year-old Bo Yanzhou was caught off guard by seeing his friend's appearance after many years. He was a little happy and excited, and thought it was quite fun.

So when he heard Pei Yuzhi's words, he didn't think about it and nodded directly: "Of course it's human language."

Pei Yuzhi directly: "............"

He took a deep breath, looked at the little thing with a sullen smile and said, "There's an essential difference between talking and farting."

Bo Yanzhou, who hadn't quite reacted yet, said: "???"

"So that's not talking, that's farting..."

The seven-year-old boy suddenly said: "............"

"You've grown up to be rude, why are you still swearing at people?" The child's calm face was filled with a hint of worry that his good friend would become a bad boy when he grows up.