Gold Medal Sweetheart

Xu Xiao looked at Meng Yuchen's fleeing back and laughed with Jin Taize, "This kid..."

But the moment he turned his head again, he saw Jin Taize gently shaking the wine glass, and the liquid inside swirled along the wall of the glass, forming spiral waves.

The man stared at the cup, as if his thoughts were frozen in the previous moment.

Xu Xiao was stunned for half a minute at Jin Taize's unusual behavior of not responding to Meng Yuchen, and then looked at everyone present in surprise.

Shang Feifan smiled, with a look that showed that he saw through everything but didn't say anything.

At night, Tang Xin was lying on the bed watching TV series.

When the performance reached a critical moment, the cell phone suddenly rang.

She frowned and complained in her heart about the uninvited guest who disturbed her. She picked up the phone very unhappily, but when she saw the caller's profile picture, her unhappiness immediately disappeared and turned into worry.

"You're calling so late, is there something wrong with Zhigang?"

"It's okay, it's fine."

"Really? I haven't seen it for a long time. Does it miss me? Can you take a picture of it for me? I want to see it."

As the person walked, the familiar living environment flashed across the phone's screen, and then stopped at the small puppy's nest in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Zhigang was lying on his back in the nest, and his white belly could be seen under the warm floor lamp.

The peaceful appearance of him sleeping made Tang Xin feel relieved.

"You slept so soundly." Tang Xin smiled.

"Ah."

"It seems that even though I'm not around, it still adapts to local customs."

"Ah."

The man's answers in the video were so concise that they couldn't be more concise. He showed no desire to have a good chat at all. Tang Xin saw that he was in a bad mood and didn't want to provoke him anymore.

He said directly, "Do you have anything else to say? If not, I will..."

"You only care about dogs?" Jin Taize's voice interrupted her before she finished speaking.

if not?

Is it wrong to care about Zhigang?

The girl in the camera looked dumbfounded by his question with her watery eyes, and Jin Taize knew that she had missed the point again.

Just as I was stunned, Tang's mother's voice came from far away, "Xinxin, I made some Tremella fuciformis porridge. I brought you a bowl."

Seeing Tang's mother pushing the door open, Tang Xin picked up the phone without thinking and stuffed it into the summer quilt.

Given my mother's middle-aged girlish fantasy, she has always wanted to get Kim Tae-jae and herself together. If she saw her ideal son-in-law still chatting with her daughter so late at night, she would have to make up a plot from a romance novel.

Tang's mother put the bowl on the table and said, "Try it now."

"Oh, I'll drink it in a minute."

"Who did I hear you talking to just now?"

Tang Xin stumbled and said, "No, it might be the sound of a TV drama."

Tang's mother glanced at the tablet, feeling disappointed. "It's a mindless drama only middle school students watch. You're still watching it at your age. You might as well have a serious relationship. Look at Tai..."

How old is she?

But Tang Xin couldn't think of refuting her mother right now. She instinctively knew she was about to say something she shouldn't. She was immediately frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. She was gossiping about someone right in front of her. Tang Xin quickly shut her mother up, "Mom, Mom, can we change the subject?"

"Hmph, your mental age is still at the level of a junior high school student. No wonder you can't have a boyfriend. Who is so blind as to fall in love with you..." Tang's mother gave her a disapproving look and turned away, leaving behind a hopeless comment.

Tang Xin, "..."

Only when she was left in the room did Tang Xin take her cell phone out from under the quilt. Her mother scolded her mercilessly. The family scandal had spread far and wide, and Tang Xin thought she was the only one who would feel extremely embarrassed. Unexpectedly, she saw Jin Taize, who was still on the video call, and his expression was also strange.

"Um, that..." Tang Xin wanted to make Jin Taize forget what just happened by saying something, but he didn't know what to say.

"I have a dinner with a friend tomorrow night." Jin Taize cleared his throat and interrupted Tang Xin.

"Oh."

"Call me at that time," the man continued.