Zhang Moyan stayed until dinner was over before leaving the Zhang family. Like every time before, she brought back a lot of things bought for her by Zhang Feng and Huang Qin.
They really treated her like their own daughter.
After opening the door of the apartment, Zhang Moyan was about to face herself alone again. Afraid that she would be questioned again, she decided to find something to do so that her brain would not have time to think about things that were impossible to figure out.
She took out the things she brought back from the shopping bag one by one. When she took out a box of New Zealand milk, she thought that she had no idea what to make for breakfast tomorrow, so she could make some cream cakes.
Although it is a bit late to start baking a cake at 8 o'clock in the evening, there are many steps in making a cake, and whipping the cream is also a technical job. You can concentrate and not think about other things. The baked cake can also be eaten for breakfast the next day, which is really killing two birds with one stone.
Zhang Moyan immediately followed through. She first separated the egg yolks from the whites, then used a whisk to whip the egg whites with sugar and milk into a cream. This had been a long time since she'd done it, and after several failures, she finally succeeded on her third attempt at a drip-free cream. She then used low-gluten flour, eggs, salad oil, and lemon juice, strictly following the standard recipe, completing the steps of beating the egg whites, sifting the flour, stirring, and assembling the mold. Finally, she pushed the cake base into the oven, preheated to 160°C.
Making cakes is indeed a very healing thing. When you focus on the tedious operations, many worries are thrown behind your mind; when the soft and fragrant cake is taken out, the sense of achievement makes people feel happy both physically and mentally.
When the phone rang, Zhang Moyan had just squeezed the cream into the last cake cup. She wiped her hands and picked up the phone. She saw that it was a video call request from Xiao Xingyu. All the so-called healing thoughts disappeared in an instant. She stared at the screen, her whole body tense, and she didn't dare to answer the call.
There was no answer for a long time, the phone was automatically hung up, the music stopped abruptly, and the empty room was as quiet as a vacuum.
Zhang Moyan clutched her phone, chagrined at her own antics, sinking into a deep well of self-condemnation. What had Xiao Xingyu done wrong? Why was he being rejected?
But if I video chat with him, with his intelligence and sharpness, he will definitely notice that something is wrong with me, right?
It might be better to talk on the phone. If you can't see her facial expressions and only listen to her voice, she should be able to act naturally.
After weighing the pros and cons, Zhang Moyan dialed Xiao Xingyu's phone number from the address book.
The phone rang twice and was quickly connected. Zhang Moyan quickly summoned her emotions and apologized, "Sorry, Xingyu, I was busy washing clothes and didn't hear the phone ring."
Baking cakes is too quiet, so let’s say washing clothes. It makes more sense that you can’t hear the ringing sound because of the clattering of clothes.
Xiao Xingyu on the other end of the phone said "Oh", not caring that she was calling by phone instead of video, but just asked with a little curiosity: "Why are you still washing clothes so late?"
Zhang Moyan looked up at the wall clock and found that it was already half past ten.
"I went home to visit my parents today and didn't get back until 9:30. I showered and changed my clothes. I wanted to shower tomorrow, but I was worried I wouldn't have enough time in the morning, so I showered now... This way I don't have to get up so early tomorrow."
It made sense, so Xiao Xingyu didn't ask any further questions and changed the subject: "Mo Yan, do you feel that there is something unusual these past two days?"
Zhang Moyan's heart sank, and cold sweat instantly broke out on her forehead. Her first thought was, "He knows my background!" But the next second, her mind decided that this was impossible. After all, she hadn't even told Dean Geng what she saw in her dream, so how could Xiao Xingyu know?
So he suppressed his guilty conscience and said calmly, "Abnormal? No, everything is normal here."
There was a brief silence, and then Xiao Xingyu said in a gloomy voice: "Nothing wrong? I don't think you contacted me yesterday, and you haven't come to see me until now. You weren't like this before."
"...Yes," Zhang Moyan was speechless and quickly made up an excuse, "Because I talked on the phone with my parents a little late yesterday, I guess you were asleep, so I didn't call you. Today, I went home and spent the day with my grandparents..."
Her excuse was actually quite lame. Even if she was accompanying her elders today, she couldn't possibly spare a single phone call or video chat all day, right? So she couldn't continue.
"Alright," Xiao Xingyu said in a helpless tone, "but I'm just giving you a friendly reminder," he paused and threatened, "If you're too lazy, you'll lose me!"
Xiao Xingyu might have just been joking, but the word "lose" was like a needle pricking Zhang Moyan's nerves. Her mind went blank and she was speechless for a long time.
"Mo Yan?" Xiao Xingyu seemed to have noticed something.
Zhang Moyan pulled herself back to her senses and reminded herself not to be so slow to react.
"I didn't contact you... because I felt it was meaningless. There was no point in calling or video chatting."
Somehow, Mengyou said this, maybe because it was indeed a true reflection of her current inner feelings.
"People say long-distance relationships are prone to problems, and it seems to be true," Xiao Xingyu murmured, then asked, "Then what is meaningful?"
Zhang Moyan was stunned. In fact, she said the previous sentence without thinking and just followed her feelings.
Pinpin found that these words were too depressing, and they were not something that a normal couple, especially a couple like them who were in the honeymoon phase, would say.
We must immediately change the tone and direction.
"It's only meaningful when we meet and hug each other..." said Zhang Moyan.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Xingyu was stunned for a moment, then he laughed out loud, his voice full of surprise and admiration: "Mo Yan, amazing, you actually know how to trick people?!"
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