Mu Anxiao took the phone wordlessly, weighed it in her palm for a moment, and said, "It's not a box for holding things, it's solid." She then looked up at Liu Xian and asked, "Are the people on the street all holding these?"
"Yes," Liu Xian nodded.
"Then what are those wires people have in their ears?"
"Those are earphones, you can listen to music with them, and also answer calls, it's very convenient," Liu Xian introduced very carefully.
"So that's how it is," Mu Anxiao said, handing the phone back to Liu Xian.
Liu Xian took the phone back and asked, "Aren't you going to open it and take a look?"
"No," Mu Anxiao shook her head and picked up her chopsticks.
"Why?" Liu Xian's tone was disappointed.
"I don't like phones, they seem troublesome," Mu Anxiao said, and began eating again.
"You're a truly strange girl," Liu Xian said, thinking: Damn it, I wanted to mock her a bit, but this girl has no curiosity at all. A failure.
On the other side, Zhang Yan glanced at Mu Anxiao, who had finished her conversation with them, and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Who are you?"
On the other end of the phone, Feng Qishi said impatiently, "You're taking too long to answer."
"Bad signal."
"Alright," Feng Qishi still stood at the school gate, looking left and right, and said, "I'll reluctantly accept that excuse."
"You still haven't told me who you are?" Zhang Yan whispered.
"Oh, my name is Feng Qishi. Mu Anxiao came to our school today and accidentally left something behind. Can you tell me the specific location so I can return it to her?"
"You're a student, aren't you?" Zhang Yan saw through Feng Qishi's identity with a single sentence.
"Uh-huh," Feng Qishi paused for a moment and said, "But I've already taken leave. Tell me the place, and I'll go find her."
"No, it's here. I'll come to your school later and you can give me the item," Zhang Yan said, worried about delaying Feng Qishi's studies.
"No need, I've already taken leave, and besides, you don't even know which school I go to. For safety's sake, it's better if I go myself," Feng Qishi insisted.
"You could just tell me which school it is, kid. You're really stubborn." Zhang Yan dared not speak loudly.
"I'm in my rebellious phase right now, don't provoke me, or I'll do something out of line," Feng Qishi said deliberately.
Zhang Yan had encountered plenty of foolish teenagers in their rebellious phase, so he agreed, "Alright, but after you deliver the item, you must go back to class." xxs壹贰
"Got it," Feng Qishi was too lazy to argue with Zhang Yan.
"I'll send you the address, you come over."
"Got it," Feng Qishi happily agreed and hung up.
Zhang Yan took his phone away, glanced at Mu Anxiao who had finished eating, and then lowered his head to send the address to Feng Qishi.
The moment the phone vibrated, Feng Qishi smiled smugly, "Mu Anxiao, you just wait for me." With that, he clicked on the message and memorized the address.
In the courtyard, Zhang Yan put his phone back into his pocket, turned around, and sat back down at the table, looking at Mu Anxiao who had put down her empty bowl. He smiled, "Xiao, you should go back and rest."
"I'll clean up, you finish eating quickly," Mu Anxiao said, sensing that Zhang Yan was acting a bit strange.
"Don't, Grandpa never treated you well. Today, let..." Zhang Yan glanced at Liu Xian beside them, "Liu Xian clean up."
"Why?" Liu Xian sounded indignant.
Zhang Yan sternly looked at Liu Xian, "Who told you to challenge my limits? If I tell you to clean up, then clean up. What are you talking about?"