Hong Xiaodan first pouted slightly, then shook her head and said with a smile: "How could it have been so long? We only communicated online before, how can it count? In reality, you've only been pursuing me for a few months."
Tang Weicai said with a bitter smile: "If I had known I could win you over, I would have returned home earlier. Before, since I was abroad, you didn't say exactly where you lived, so I couldn't find you. It's not like I wasn't pursuing you—I confessed my feelings online a long time ago."
"Enough. Why keep talking about the past?" Hong Xiaodan placed a piece of food in Tang Weicai's bowl, speaking emphatically, "As long as we get along well in the future, that's what matters. Let's eat."
Tang Weicai quickly nodded with a smile: "Right. You're absolutely right."
After saying this, he immediately lowered his head to eat.
