As Zhuang Liu and old Master Lu chatted, Zhuang Liu deliberately talked about days in the army, which brought up old Master Lu's memories. He couldn't help but share his experiences when he was young with Zhuang Liu. Zhuang Liu listened carefully and chipped in from time to time.
It was inevitable for old people to be lonely and they loved to reminisce about the past. Now that old Master Lu had someone to talk to, he was even happier to talk about the past.
Old Master Lu's eyes sparkled. "That battle was indeed one that was incredibly difficult. There were so many bullets in the air..."
Tan Rou peeled an apple and handed it politely to Old Master Lu.
Old Master Lu's mouth was dry from all the talking. He smiled at Tan Rou and reached out to take it.
Tan Rou's eyes flashed. Just as their hands were about to touch, the apple in her hand suddenly loosened and was about to roll to the ground.
