MTL - How to Deal with a Tsundere Gong-Chapter 8 Hongmen Banquet

Xu Baichuan originally wanted to settle a showdown with Tang Jin after a month of lies, and the closer he got, the more frightened.

He didn't want to say anything "tired", "cowardly", "dead" with Tang Jin at all. Everything was the result of his own evil. Tang Jin didn't ask him anything at all. This disgusting look of grief more than death was not put before others. Moreover, he claimed that his indestructible face relied on the superficial laughter and scolding, saying these words was equivalent to spreading the soft meat of the mussel shell on the beach and trampled by anyone. He had done such a stupid thing once. If the first pass does not work, there is no need to say the second pass.

All these years, his bones should be crushed. For a moment I didn't know what tone to respond to. He has decided to withdraw from this unnamed film, and can no longer please Tang Jin as shamelessly as before, but it is not his intention to say something discouraged that will affect the mood of others too much.

Indescribable silence spread across the handset.

The packaging bag containing the peppers was only half opened, and one pepper was half-cut on the packaging bag. It was rolled inside and out for a long time, and it fell on the flow table.

Suddenly, Xu Baichuan ran a train in his head, rumbling-the ending of the fairy tale should be that the prince and princess lived a happy and happy life, and the evil dragon's role was killed. This villain has successfully completed the task of adding to the protagonist the high-quality character of the protagonist. Now he persuaded, conceded, and raised the white flag.

He never wanted to receive a call from Tang Jin, no longer wanted to hear Tang Jin's voice, whether they were married in the United States or Sweden, or whether they wanted to test-tube a baby or adopt a child. He even wanted to know all the news related to Tang Tang in his friend's social account, and he didn't want to know anymore.

Rumble--

Xu Baichuan's elbow rested on the railing of the balcony, watching the sun shining on the leaves, on the asphalt road, on the body of the river, and on the passing pedestrian's face. Bright, clear boundaries. He thought that after ten years of high school, he would finally graduate. I just don't know whether to go from light to darkness or night to sky.

But it doesn't matter.

"enough."

An empty one is more a sigh than a reply.

Tang Jin didn't notice Xu Baichuan's tone that was different from the past. He said, "Do you have enough fun and don't know how to go home?" He seemed to have an uncomfortable throat. With a throat, the sentence was quite difficult: "You ... well, do you know where I am?"

Xu Baichuan checked the date, Friday. Tang Jin's company structure is relatively flat, and his general manager may not be so relaxed. Regular meetings are held on this day of the week, and reports from various departments are the busiest time of the week.

Where can Tang Jin be away at this time?

Xu Baichuan disagreed: "The company? I will never come to H City to find me." After he said that, he sneered.

Tang Jin was suddenly strangely silent as if he had turned the brakes.

Xu Baichuan desperately pressed for a long time, still not holding the heart that jumped up for an instant, involuntarily straightened up, looked sideways to the porch, and was not sure: "Don't you ... come to me?"

I don't know which word hurt the heart of this young master. The sharp and arrogant sarcasm soon came out of the earpiece: "I say you, there should be a limit to dreaming. Who do you think you are? I don't even know Don't drive to find you? "

The resurgence of death was scattered by a hammer, Xu Baichuan laughed and leaned back on the railing, and responded numbly: "Yes, yes, I have no control over it, you quickly dissipate, I just have something to say-"

Tang Jin suddenly interrupted him hurriedly: "I will be in H City on a business trip tomorrow, and I will call you, and that's it."

Xu Baichuan: "Wait--" There was no movement on the other end of the phone.

He held the phone in front of him and was seeing the call interface jump to the homepage-Tang Jin hung up first.

This is the case every time.

Each time, Tang Jin hung up the phone neatly, and he swallowed a thousand words back into his stomach.

Each time Tang walked in front, he was behind half a body behind.

These years of desperation, presumably, is what he thought was a clever win.

Intellectually, Xu Baichuan knows that all his sufferings are self-effects and punished. Emotionally, it is inevitable that he throws up the phone and catches it. He looks at the closed door of the entrance. For a moment, he wants to open the door to confirm whether Tang Jin is really not there. To his insult.

Who does he think he is? Even if Tang Jin isn't in the company, it's Cheng Xu Xu who is looking for Song Yuyu, and when it's bad, when will it be his turn to make these unrealistic fantasies?

Xu Baichuan steadily caught the phone, walked back to the kitchen through the living room, hummed his song, and made his own dishes. As for Tang Jin, he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

This bad debt really needs an interview to make it clear.

The next morning, Tang called early to agree on the meeting place. Xu Baichuan used the old habit to ask him if he didn't need to go to the airport to meet him. He was vehemently vetoed. Tang Jin's nameless anger disappeared.

I ate breakfast, took a new bath, and spent nothing at home until noon. I took a taxi to Tang Jingding's famous local Jiangjing restaurant, opened the box door, and nine words came to Xu Baichuan's mind:

Hongmen feast.

Shura field.

Eat lemon.

In the four-person box, Tang sat close to one side and looked out the window. A slightly thin man in white short-sleeved gray cropped pants is next to Tang Jin, with his two arms resting on his outer shoulders, his chin resting on his arms, his head slightly tilted, and looking outward, his hair is soft and fluffy, his body Leaning forward the shirt lifted up to reveal a small white waist ...

It was in the past seven years that he appeared in his life with a variety of pictures and videos. With a very strong sense of existence, Tang Yuexin's Bai Yueguang.

Tang Jin, Song Yanyu, Cheng Xu. This lineup is so luxurious that Xu Baichuan would like to close the door and reopen it for confirmation, but it is too late.

The opening of the door alarmed the three people in the box. The three turned around at the same time. Six eyes brushed together and gathered on him. Xu Baichuan regretted: Why didn't I come in bulletproof clothes?