Old Master Xiao said that luckily, his old classmate had been fascinated by history since childhood.
After graduating from university, he had gone on to become a history teacher.
With books for company, his old classmate probably wouldn't feel too lonely.
But as people got older, they sometimes feared loneliness.
Old Master Xiao said that since Xiao Xiao had already gone, he should spend more time chatting with the old man.
He shouldn't be in too much of a hurry to leave.
Xiao Xiao thought that when he got back, he could tell his grandfather that Grandpa Ouyang had found a kindred spirit—a friend from a younger generation.
Someone who would drop by to visit Grandpa Ouyang from time to time.
Grandpa Ouyang had enjoyed chatting with him.
His grandfather didn't need to worry too much that Grandpa Ouyang would feel lonely or isolated living by himself.
Grandpa Ouyang was doing very well.
The rain gradually let up.
The discussion inside continued.
And it remained lively.
Xiao Xiao refilled the water for the old man and the demon.
The movement "roused" the pair, who had been absorbed in their discussion.
They abruptly looked over at Xiao Xiao.
Xiao Xiao's lips curled slightly.
"Am I interrupting you?"
"No..."
The elegant old man looked a little embarrassed.
"Oh, look at me."
"I'm so sorry."
"Xiao Xiao, you went to all this trouble to come all this way..."
"I..."
"Grandpa Ouyang."
Xiao Xiao smiled and interrupted the old man's self-reproach.
"You're being too kind."
"I'm very glad to hear you two discussing things."
"I've learned a lot."
"And besides..."
Xiao Xiao winked at the old man, amusement dancing in his eyes.
"You know how it is when you visit someone's home for the first time. It can