How to Deal with a Tsundere Gong

Tang Jin watched as Xu Baichuan's back disappeared, pursing his lips, and shaking off the clothes he held on his chest.

Once Xu Baichuan would stand in place and let him hug him, but now he can only watch the Yu Wen belonging to the owner on his clothes dissipate little by little. Tang Jin didn't hesitate, took off his coat and put on Xu Baichuan's coat again.

It was very cold, and the residual temperature quickly disappeared. The cold lining affixed to the skin caused a goosebump. Tang Jin thought: This time, I need to change him to warm the clothes.

He enters Xu Baichuan's birthday, unlocks it, and the screen saver icon theme is all on the phone, without any fancy.

A text message pops up immediately when you open the screen: when are you coming back?

The sending time was seven o'clock in the evening, when Tang Jin stood at the gate of the community and typed this line letter by letter.

He called a car to the set hotel, stepped in front of the car, glanced at the name of the community, and got into the car.

Xu Baichuan returned home and immediately began to regret it. It was he who was blindly concerned, and Tang Jin was not stupid. Can he really stay behind? Even though Tang Jin was really so stupid, he actually had many choices at the time-ordering the car and the hotel, and doing his best, he should walk away, and he was afraid that Tang Jin would be frozen to death outside? It's a pity that he was confused by the male appearance and made the worst choice.

He had a few times foreboding that Tang Jin might like him a little bit, and the reality proved that his foreboding was like a weather forecast, and he was not sure. This time I guessed right.

Xu Baichuan fell asleep anxiously, woke up the next morning, habitually glanced at the bedside for a moment, felt empty, and sat up for a while before remembering that the mobile phone was still there, and he fell asleep.

When he got out of bed and opened the curtains, there was still a dark blue outside, and a star on the east was particularly shining. There is no wall clock at home, and since he left the Tang family, in order to get rid of the feeling of being pressed by time, he didn't even bring his watch, so he had to turn on the computer and glance at the time-five in the morning.

The browser was not closed when I turned off the computer last time. At this time, the computer was connected to the wireless network. A small red dot appeared on the micro-blog on the side of the browser. After clicking it, I found that a fan sent him a micro-blog. Bo liked it from beginning to end. He didn't care, closed the computer and went to the kitchen to boil water.

When something suddenly disappears, the sense of existence is the strongest. This point applies to Xu Jinchuan, and the same applies to mobile phones to Xu Baichuan.

He understood Tang Jin's feeling a little bit, and for so long, he thought of his mobile phone more than ten times. This is really weird-when he is writing novels or reading sports, he can touch the phone for four or five hours in a row. For example, he was at the piano shop yesterday. For peace of mind, he set the phone to mute, and never checked it all afternoon. Once ... yes, he gave Tang Jin his mobile phone before he had time to see if anyone was looking for him yesterday.

Forget it, no one should look for him, and even if he does, it won't matter.

Xu Baichuan drew a cup of coffee, sat reading the book for a while, waited until six o'clock, walked into the bedroom, put on his coat, and went out for a morning run. Unexpectedly, he opened the door and saw Tang Jin.

Tang Jin was wearing Xu Baichuan's coat yesterday, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his dark circles were faster than his eyes. He held a pocket in his hand, and there was a burst of scent in it. The moment he saw Xu Baichuan, his deep eyes fell on Xu Baichuan's face. The hand holding the bag tightened, and the packaging bag was squeezed out.

Outside the bag is the logo of a breakfast shop. It's not clear what exactly, but it must be fried. Seeing Tang ’s recent posture, Xu Baichuan suspected that he was stealing the grave while he was late at night, and then boiled him for a night to make a bun of human flesh. He was guilty of being afraid to be found, otherwise he could not explain his state of confusion and panic.

Xu Baichuan slowly came out and reached out: "Mobile phone."

Tang Jin didn't move. Xu Baichuan was about to repeat it. Suddenly, Tang Jin's eyes were getting redder.

Tang Jin suddenly stepped forward, ignoring Xu Baichuan's hand in the air, hugged him suddenly, and sounded with a nasal sound: "I really ... like you."