It seemed as if he had calculated every minute and second.
Huo Qi didn't message him right away; instead, he waited for several minutes as if to make a casual inquiry:
[Are you there?]
It was time to meet his girlfriend.
But the moment his message was sent, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean—there was no response for ages, making him pace back and forth, scratching his head in curiosity about what Xiao Yixing was actually up to.
Could it be he forgot about today's arrangement?
About ten minutes later, Huo Qi's phone finally buzzed.
He quickly picked up his phone to check, and indeed it was a message from the professor.
However, his reply was as follows:
"Barring any accidents, I'll be here for the next few decades."
Huo Qi: "..."
This guy was actually making dry jokes, was he in a good mood?
Huo Qi let out a snort, lightly bit his lip, and then began to type away furiously on the keyboard:
