Chapter 62: Which woman would be willing to wait for you for four years?

Zhang Heben turned around with a puzzled look and said to Tang Zhong, "He's looking for you."

He added, "That's strange. Why did he call me Tang Xin? Did he get the wrong person?"

Bai Su laughed and scolded, "You're smart about big things but clueless about small ones. You and Tang Xin are both members of the Butterfly duo. When he saw you, he probably guessed that Tang Xin is in this car. Who else could he be? A fan of Tang Xin?"

Zhang Heben poked his head out again and said, "I don't think so. I heard he's a student at Nan University. He and Sister Xin were schoolmates. Hmm, maybe even a couple. Because of Tang Xin's celebrity status, their relationship couldn't be made public. Later, Sister Xin fell ill, and they didn't even get to say goodbye. Poor Sister Xin, poor Gao Shan, such a tragic couple."

"Have you been reading too many Qiong Yao novels?" Bai Su patted Zhang Heben's head and said, "Close the car window."

"Shouldn't we invite him back as a guest?" Zhang Heben said regretfully. "He looks so pitiful."

"Invite him back to let Tang Zhong fall in love with him?" Bai Su teased, looking at Tang Zhong.

"Hey, that's not a bad idea," Zhang Heben clapped his hands. "Since Tang Zhong is Sister Xin's stand-in, he should also accept her feelings. I really want to see two men in love."

"Enough, enough. You just love to stir up trouble," Bai Su quickly interrupted his unrealistic fantasies. "If you want to see, aren't there plenty in the community?"

"But, there's no man dressed as a woman to fall in love with a man in the community," Zhang Heben said, his eyes shining. "Just thinking about it is so exciting."

"..."

"Tang Xin, it's Gao Shan. Tang Xin, I have something to tell you."

The boy was still shouting hoarsely, but the Mercedes-Benz sedan had already slowly driven in.

The electronic gate closed again, like a chasm separating the people inside from those outside.

For some reason, Tang Zhong felt a bit heavy-hearted, as if he were the woman who had abandoned someone.

Since they hadn't had dinner yet, everyone was a bit hungry. Fortunately, Bai Su had called ahead to instruct the servants, so when they returned to the villa, the food was already prepared.

After dinner, Lin Huiyin and Zhang Heben went upstairs to rest.

Bai Su looked at Tang Zhong and said, "Since you don't have classes tomorrow, you can stay here."

Ken also advised, "Yeah, Little Xin. You've been tired all day. Don't run around. That would be too exhausting. We can drink and chat tonight."

"Alright," Tang Zhong agreed.

Then he said to Ken, "I don't drink, and I don't like chatting at night."

"That's fine. As long as you stay here, I'm happy," Ken giggled.

"..." Tang Zhong and Bai Su exchanged a glance and got up to go to their rooms.

Stay away from Ken, and avoid gay relationships.

The night passed in silence.

At 6 a.m., Tang Zhong pushed open the door to get up and exercise.

The sounds of "bang, bang, bang, pat, pat, pat" rang out again, but no windows upstairs opened, and no one threw anything down.

Tang Zhong found it strange. Could it be that they were all so tired from shooting the ad yesterday that they slept deeply today?

After an hour of exercise, Tang Zhong wiped the sweat from his forehead and body with a towel and walked back into the house.

As he pushed open the door, a shocking scene appeared before him.

Zhang Heben was huddled on the sofa, playing games on a computer. Lin Huiyin was sitting in the corner watching TV. Bai Su and Ken were sitting at the dining table eating breakfast, and the servant was bringing over fried eggs and milk.

They were all up?

"Little Xin, wash off the stink and come eat breakfast," Ken, wearing a zebra-patterned pajama set, called out to Tang Zhong with a flirtatious look.

Tang Zhong nodded and went back to his room to shower.

When he returned to the living room, Zhang Heben and Lin Huiyin were already sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.

"Why are you all up so early?" Tang Zhong pulled out a chair and sat down away from Ken.

"You're right, it is strange," Bai Su said with a smile. "When you were staying here, you woke us up every day at six, and we wanted to chop you up. Now that you're not here, we still wake up naturally at six every morning. We can't even sleep in."

"I told you before, it's for your own good," Tang Zhong said with a look of "now you know."

Zhang Heben stuffed a fried egg into his mouth, egg yolk spilling from the corners, and said, "Aunt Bai, I told you not to say that. Look at his smug face."

"Benben, but it's the truth," Ken said, supporting Tang Zhong. "Now, I wake up naturally at six every morning. Because I go to bed early, I feel great all day. Oh, it's such a wonderful feeling. It's like there's a little monster inside me, full of energy."

Zhang Heben pouted and said, "Ken, if he said to eat the fried egg with your nose, would you do it too?"

"Hmph. I won't talk to you. You're annoying," Ken said angrily.

After breakfast, Tang Zhong said he was going back to school.

Although there were no classes today, what if Dean Jiao Yuheng had time and suddenly called him to the office for a lecture?

"Tang Zhong, wait a moment," Bai Su said.

She quickly went upstairs and came back down.

She handed a box to Tang Zhong and said, "Take this."

"What is it?" Tang Zhong asked.

"A phone," Bai Su said. "Xin's phone. When she left, she asked me to give it to you. At the time, I was a bit worried, but now I think you need this phone. You'll meet many of the people in the phone in the future, and it's good to get familiar with them. It's strange to suddenly not recognize someone you used to know. Maybe you'll also contact some of the people in the phone."

Tang Zhong took the box, put it in his Nike backpack, and turned to leave.

"Do you need me to take you?" Bai Su asked.

"No need," Tang Zhong said. "Better not to raise suspicion."

When Tang Zhong reached the entrance of the residential area, he was surprised to find that Gao Shan, whom he had seen yesterday afternoon, was still waiting at the entrance.

Long hair, jeans, a plaid shirt, and a black windbreaker. His clothes were completely changed, proving he had gone home last night and come back today.

He wasn't arguing with the security guards anymore but was sitting on the flower bed at the entrance, holding a guitar and singing with a lost look:

"The sky sent me a joy,

I saw you at the corner,

Only the sound of footsteps,

Rain boots stained with green mud,

But it taught me to miss you,

Your voice, your smile."

His voice was hoarse but full of emotion, making it hard to resist getting lost in the lyrics.

This was a song by the Butterfly duo. He performed it so well.

Tang Zhong sighed softly. He admired the boy's persistence and passion, but he really couldn't help much with this.

Just as he was about to walk past the boy, Gao Shan suddenly rushed over with his guitar.

Tang Zhong was startled, thinking, "Did my identity get exposed?"

That's impossible. When he left, Ken had specially styled him. If Ken said it was fine, it definitely was.

"Brother," Gao Shan blocked Tang Zhong's path and asked with a pleading look, "Brother, do you live in Ziyuan?"

Tang Zhong nodded and then shook his head.

"Do you live here or not?" Gao Shan asked anxiously.

"I'm visiting a relative," Tang Zhong said.

"Do you know where the Butterfly duo lives? Do you know them?" Gao Shan asked hopefully.

"The Butterfly duo?" Tang Zhong thought for a moment and said, "I don't know them, and I don't know where they live."

He pointed to the houses inside the residential area and said, "There are hundreds of houses here. It's not easy to find someone. Besides, people in this kind of residential area don't know each other and don't interact."

"Right," Gao Shan said, looking disappointed. "It's really not easy to find someone."

Tang Zhong turned to leave. He thought for a moment and stopped, asking, "Why are you looking for the Butterfly duo? Are you a fan?"

"No. I'm a fan of one of the three members. The most hardcore kind," Gao Shan said with a bitter smile. His facial features were prominent and deep, a bit like Takakura Ken. And with the long hair and the big coat, it seemed he was intentionally imitating the style of that uncle.

He took out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket, offered one to Tang Zhong, and said, "Want one?"

Tang Zhong took it and put it in his mouth.

Gao Shan then took out a match, lit Tang Zhong's cigarette first, then his own, and flicked the match into the soil of the flower bed.

"Do you like her?" Tang Zhong asked, taking a puff. He could smoke, but he rarely did. Tang Zhong liked to try new things. When his cellmates encouraged him to smoke, he would join them. But when he didn't want to smoke, no one could force him. He didn't have a "smoking addiction."

"Yes," Gao Shan nodded honestly, sitting down on the ground and leaning against the flower bed. "I didn't like her because she was a celebrity. I liked her when she was still a student. I was at Nan University, and we were in the same school."

"Why didn't you pursue her then?" Tang Zhong asked knowingly.

"I did. I failed," Gao Shan said. "At that time, I thought I failed because I wasn't good enough. So, I decided to make myself better."

"What was the result?"

"I learned a lesson," Gao Shan smiled. "Women are like football. If you miss the goal, you should keep shooting, not go off the field to practice. By the time you're good, the World Cup is over."

"But isn't there another World Cup?" Tang Zhong said.

Gao Shan said dejectedly, "Which woman would be willing to wait for you for four years?"