Future, Charge! (3)

Tasting the familiar taste once again, Feng Qi was deeply moved.

After dinner, the sky was already dark.

Old Wang carried a box of wine and brought him to the rooftop of the school building. He said that they would drink together before he left.

Sitting on the rooftop, there was a resplendent night sky without dark clouds above their heads.

Feng Qi and Wang Jinsheng raised their glasses and drank. This was also the first time Feng Qi had shared his thoughts with someone without any burden.

On the other hand, Old Wang smiled and listened. In between, he would curse with him and reprimand those tumors rooted in human civilization.

After raising his bottle and clinking it with Old Wang, Feng Qi let out a long breath.

"Old Wang, tell me how you feel now. Are you very confused?"

"No."

"Really?" Feng Qi asked suspiciously.