Conan: Ke Xue’s daily life in the world of elderly care

"How could you bear to kill me..."

Tang Muqing ignored the death threat implied by Gin's words and just looked at his phone, moving his fingertips as if he was sending some text messages or emails. "Would you like to have dinner at my place tonight? I asked the chef to make some nourishing soup. You can stay and have some too."

As he spoke, Tang Muqing looked up at Gin, his eyes revealing a question, "You seem to have dark circles under your eyes. Have you been busy recently?"

I used to have fair skin, but now I have dark circles under my eyes. If I go out in the middle of the night, people will call me a ghost.

"It's all your fault. It's really a waste of time to investigate your enemies under the police's noses."

Although Gin felt that the police were quite incompetent, he also felt annoyed sometimes. He could only sit on the hospital bed beside him in a depressed mood, allowing his overworked brain to rest for a while.

He lay there with his eyes closed for a while before speaking, "Didn't you make an appointment with Rye for dinner?"

"Looking at his cold face, there's no way I can eat." Tang Muqing sneered, and put down his phone after sending his menu to the chef. There was a hint of laughter in his tone, "I'd better watch you eat. I can eat one more bowl."

Gin:......

Really annoying.

Flowery words, but nice to hear.

No matter who you are, a normal person or a madman, who wouldn't like to have someone who is good-looking, has a nice voice and a gentle personality around to say sweet words?

But unfortunately, Gin considers himself to be cold-hearted and has little time left for enjoying himself.

Gin turned his head to look at Tang Muqing, and after a while he sneered, "You must have learned these sweet words since you were born."

Tang Muqing:...

How can you say that about him?

Tang Muching leaned on the pillow, squinting his eyes and thinking, "Maybe it started during prenatal education."

His father before he traveled through time was a playboy, but fortunately his mother was not a weak type. Faced with the two choices of divorce or getting by, he chose to hold on to the property and watch others laugh at him. His childhood was not a happy one. He nestled in his mother's arms with a bottle of milk and watched his father jump up and down.

But it has to be said that even though there are so many loving couples around him, he can't rebuild his distrust of love.

Tang Muqing sighed softly, stretched out his hand and rubbed the back of Gin's hand, "Stay and eat with me, I finally get to eat some easily digestible food."

Hearing this, Gin turned his head and stared into Tang Muching's eyes.

Gentle eye shape, gentle pupil color, the whole person is like the warm sun in autumn, not too passionate but not too cold.

Even though there are too many dark sides in his heart, it is obvious that he has cultivated himself to such an extreme that they are never revealed on this face that is only suitable for love and desire.

After a while, Gin retracted his gaze and said, "I hope there is nothing tonic in the soup that you are taking to replenish your body."

Madhu was angry.

Just thinking about the soup that Tang Muching had fed him made him feel uncomfortable. After so many days of nourishing food, he didn’t have a nosebleed in the morning, but he felt really uncomfortable when he went to the bathroom in the morning!

"It's just some simple porridge." Tang Muqing smiled, raised his hand to cover the wound and slowly turned over, lying on his side and looking at Gin, "People like you, you look agile and can kill several of me with one punch, but you don't eat or dress well all year round, you go out in the wind and rain, you don't have a regular schedule, and your body is only strong because of force."

Gin raised his eyes and said, "Pay attention, I'm not busy every day."

He also has days off to stay in a safe house and watch movies, listen to music and relax, right?

Who is so unkind as to make him work overtime every day?

"It's hard to say. Anyway, I'm a person who has to take a breath even in a safe house." Tang Muqing smiled, thought for a while, and then suggested: "I plan to invest in the catering industry, what do you think?"

Gin:? ? ?

Is there no investment?

Under Gin's puzzled gaze, Tang Muqing hooked a strand of Gin's long hair with his fingers and swung it back and forth, and said softly, "How about making a fast food restaurant? The staple food is vegetables, meat, soup and fruit. Let the nutritionist give you a plan based on your physical condition. The menu will be used in the store. When you go out to work and don't have time to eat, let Vodka buy it. I will try to open one or two stores in each block, okay?"

As he said that, Tang Muqing shook Gin's hair and said, "What do you think of my proposal?"

Gin:......

not so good.

You don't spend money like this when you have money, right?

Instead of spending it on something like this, why not give it to him!

Gin looked at Tang Muqing in disbelief, and sneered after a while, "Instead of spending such meaningless money, why don't you give it to me?"

He stood up, slowly straightened his clothes, raised his chin slightly and looked down at Tang Muqing, "You want to get rid of me just by spending some money? Don't you have a lot of free time?"

Tang Muqing:...

Oh, your intention to be lazy has been discovered?

"I'll deliver it to you." Tang Muqing had a smile that could not be ignored, and he leaned against the head of the bed and pressed his wound. "I'll deliver it to you when your injury is healed. Even if you are abroad, I will take a plane to deliver food to you."

At this point, Tang Muqing lowered his voice, "How about you eat with me while I'm recovering from my injuries?"