Gold Medal Sweetheart

"When you left at noon, a young man came over. He was the same young man who was waiting for you at the school gate a few days ago," Old Li recalled the scene. "He asked me to give this to you. I forgot to give it to you when you came back. Look at my memory."

Tang Xin then noticed that what he was holding was the gift that Cheng Ran had bought for her in England but had never given her.

His gaze stayed on the gift box for half a breath, but Tang Xin did not move.

Old Li was known for his honesty at school, always taking care of things as soon as they were asked. Seeing that Tang Xin hadn't accepted the request, he became a little embarrassed, as if not handing it over to her would mean he hadn't taken the matter seriously.

"He asked me to tell you that this thing was yours a few years ago, and now it has been returned to its rightful owner." Old Li tilted his head, recalling the young man's words.

Seeing him awkwardly relaying Cheng Ran's message, Tang Xin reached out to take the box. "Uncle Li, give it to me. Thank you."

After getting rid of the things, Lao Li felt relieved and turned to walk towards the guard room.

However, when he turned around, he almost bumped into the man with a livid face, which frightened him so much that he shuddered all over. "Mr. Jin... Mr. Jin."

Jin Taize snorted in response, then walked past them with a stern step without even looking at them.

Tang Xin walked two intersections and saw Jin Taize's car parked on the side of the road waiting for her. She opened the door and got in.

But along the way, the atmosphere in the car was eerily quiet, and Jin Taize exuded a low-pressure aura that said, "This person is dangerous, please don't approach."

Tang Xin had been thinking about it for a long time. After finally preparing herself mentally, she said, "I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" The man's voice was tense.

"I want to move back home."

The man's eyes stared forward, his emotions murky and difficult to discern. After a breath, Tang Xin didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt his voice was exceptionally cold and hard. "Have you finished assembling the model?"

"No..." Tang Xin said embarrassedly, "If you don't mind, I'll take it home and put it together."

“Why are you moving away?”

what?

Why move away? Is that even a question?

Luckily, she had thought of an excuse in advance: Zhigang was well, and her home was close to school, which would save her a lot of commuting time. But before she could say anything, the phone rang. Tang Xin glanced at the unfamiliar number, hesitated for a moment, and then picked up the phone.

"Your phone number remains the same."

A familiar voice came from the receiver, and Tang Xin finally came to her senses from the fact that this was not a sales call, but a call from Cheng Ran.

The girl's expression changed slightly, making the man beside her look even more stern.

"what's up?"

"The security guard gave it to you."

"Ah."

"The gift was originally bought for you. Of course, it may have lost its original meaning now, but you still have the right to dispose of it. If you don't like or hate it, you can throw it away."

After a long silence, Cheng Ran continued in a restrained and uncomfortable voice.

"Tang Xin, maybe you don't want to hear it, but when I returned to China this time, I chose this city to develop my career. Don't you understand the reason?"

"you do not……"

As if afraid of hearing a rejection, Cheng Ran interrupted Tang Xin before she could finish her words. Then, a soft sigh came from her, "I'm hanging up first."

Holding the phone, Tang Xin's arm slid down from her ear weakly. She had dreamed more than once that Cheng Ran said similar heartfelt words to her, but when this scene really happened, why didn't she feel any joy or comfort at all?

Haha, maybe if words are spoken at the wrong time, no matter how tactful and sweet they are, they won’t have the desired effect of touching people’s hearts.

"Is this why you want to move out?" The man's voice was like a cold ray that cut through Tang Xin's thoughts.

"What do you mean?" She turned around and looked at him.

"What do you mean?" Jin Taize's sarcasm was merciless. "She's reconciled with her ex-boyfriend, and Teacher Tang is so anxious to move out of my place to prove her innocence. Teacher Tang's ability to burn bridges after crossing them is truly admirable."