Hearing the apology from Xiaotiantian, song Jiabei was almost crying.
I'm so moved.
"Sweetie, don't say that. I know you have to. I didn't blame you. Really, don't be sad."
"You want to blame me?" Tang Jinglin joked with him, trying to relieve song Jiabei's bad mood.
"Dare not, sweet adult, you are my favorite baby. How can I blame you? It's too late to hurt you!"
Finally, he talked with his beloved sweetie, and all the unhappiness disappeared.
"Xiaotiantian, I didn't say you when I went back, did I?"
Song Jiabei is worried that his sweetheart will be scolded. If his sweetheart is scolded, it will be more sad than scolding him.
"No." In fact, she didn't listen.
"That's good. You're OK. I'm afraid I'll die. I'll be like Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. They'll never see each other again." Speaking of this, song Jiabei's voice obviously had a cry.
Tang Jinglin listened to his voice and tried to smile. Is the brain hole too big?
"Well, I'm fine here. Don't worry. Let's go to the playground when we have time."
"It doesn't matter whether we go to the playground or not, as long as we don't separate... The voice is pathetic.
"You don't believe me yet?" Tang expressed dissatisfaction.
"Xiaotiantian, I don't believe you. I'm looking at brother's ferocity... He's worried about being forced to leave. He's worried about family members and lovers. It's really not a good choice. If it's put on him, he doesn't know how to choose.
"Ha ha," Tang Jinglin couldn't help laughing. How did her brother frighten people like this to song Jiabei and say he was fierce?
At most, he is just a cold man with a bad tongue and a bad temper.
"Xiaotiantian, I'm in such a hurry that you even smile." Song Jiabei was slightly unhappy.
"My brother is so alone. You don't have to worry about him. You will know when you get to know him."
"Really?" Song said he did not believe it.
At this time, there was a knock on Tang Jinglin's side, which made Tang Jinglin tremble and asked with great vigilance, "who?"
"Jinglin, it's mom. What are you doing? Why do you lock the door in the daytime?" The soft voice rang out of the door.
"Oh, wait a minute. I'll change." Tang Jinglin shouted at the top of her voice and hurriedly lowered her voice to explain to song Jiabei, "my mother is here, I'll hang up first, and then I'll talk about the game."
"Good." Song Jiabei's voice was a little emotional.
To be honest, he has good words to say to his sweetheart. Now he can only shut up.
After hanging up the phone in a hurry, Tang Jinglin casually turned out a piece of clothes to change, and then hurriedly went to open the door.
"Ma ~" opens the door, and Tang Jinglin smiles.
"Why don't you open the door for such a long time?" Tang's mother looked at her suspiciously, then went to her room.
"Nothing, just a change of clothes." Seeing her mother come into the house, Tang Jinglin follows her closely, for fear that there will be flaws in those places. Mother's adult will see what.
"Ma, what can I do for you?"
Mother usually seldom goes to her room. Once she comes, she must have something important to talk to.
Think of here, Tang Jinglin's heart is thumping, can't it be her brother's broken mouth to tell her mother?
The heart has no bottom, naturally very nervous.
As a result, he listened: "your brother said..."