tearful attack

Hearing such an accusation suddenly, Xia Qian was so dazed that he stood there in a daze for a long time without any reaction, and just looked at Wen Lin with his eyes open.

This appearance fell into Wen Lin's eyes, but it was considered to be irrefutable and irrefutable.

Wen Lin shook his shoulders, and was really about to cry for a moment.But he bit his lip and forcibly held back.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xia." Wen Lin turned his head away to prevent Xia Qian from seeing the ugly expression on his face, and tried to calm himself, "I was asking too much."

He put the mobile phone on the bedside table, silently picked up his clothes from the ground and put them on without saying a word.

After getting dressed, he dug out the things he was supposed to take away, turned around and walked to the door, trying to escape from the room.

"Wait." Xia Qian finally recovered and stopped him, "Stop, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Lin stopped, but still lowered his head, preventing Xia Qian from seeing his face.

Xia Qian held Wen Lin's chin and lifted his face.Wen Lin's eyes were already red, and his expression was extremely wronged. The corners of his eyes were still wet, and he really looked like he was about to cry.

"Don't cry." Xia Qian had a headache, "There may be some misunderstanding between us, I can explain it."

"No, Mr. Xia, you don't need to explain..." Wen Lin sniffled, "It's my fault, I have no right to ask you anything, it's all because I want too much, I will never..."

"What and what are you talking about?" Xia Qian rubbed his forehead, "I said, this is a misunderstanding."

Wen Lin pursed his lips and looked at him.

"What did you just say, do I like that one? Zhao Lian?" Xia Qian said, "This is impossible. I don't like him at all. This is really a misunderstanding."

"Then why do you keep his photo?" Wen Lin calmed down a little, and asked aggrievedly, "Why did you lie next to me and look at his photo?"

"I..." Xia Qian wanted to explain seriously, but he couldn't say it.

How should he explain it?The reason why he kept Zhao Lian's photo was because he felt that Zhao Lian was someone Wen Lin liked, and he cared so much about it that he couldn't help but look it up again this morning? ...It's too embarrassing to really say it.

Because of this terrible situation, Xia Qian held back for a long time without uttering a word.

And Wen Lin waited for a long time, only to wait for this moment of silence, the uneasiness in his heart suddenly surged up again, and the sockets of his eyes became more and more red.

He broke free from Xia Qian's hand, held back his tears, said "goodbye" in a low voice, and was about to leave again.

"Stop!" Xia Qian's temples began to throb, "It's not what you think! Let me think about what I should say..."

think?Why do you want to do such a thing?Are you thinking about how to prevaricate him?

Wen Lin laughed instead, but the smile was uglier than crying, "It's really unnecessary, Mr. Xia, I don't care."

He even tried his best to restore that sweet tone, trying to speak lightly, "You care so much about my feelings now, and you are willing to explain to me, I am already very happy."

"No, it's really not what you think..." Xia Qian wished he could cry too.

"It's my fault. I took it for granted. I thought I could become your favorite person, and that's why I lost my composure just now." Wen Lin was still there laughing as if crying, "Now I've thought about it, Mr. Xia, I...I just need to calm down by myself now, and I will be fine soon."

To be honest, Xia Qian's heart aches for Wen Lin's current state.

But thinking about why things turned out like this, Xia Qian was left with nothing but pain.

"Mr. Xia, I'm going back to school first." Wen Lin turned around as he said, and couldn't help turning his head back before leaving the door, and said with a smile, "If you still like me a little bit, can I come over again at night ?”

"Stop!" Xia Qian was driven mad, and finally couldn't help asking, "Why did I find a way to explain it to you?"

Wen Lin was taken aback.

Xia Qian took a deep breath, and a bad breath surged in his chest.That's right, he was planning to ask Wen Lin for an explanation before, so why did he ask for an explanation now?

"Zhao Lian, that's called Zhao Lian!" Xia Qian said, "I always thought that he was the one you liked!"

"...Huh?" Wen Lin was stunned.

"Now, immediately, right here, I need your explanation." Xia Qian asked, "Why did you call his name that night?"

"... Which night?" Wen Lin was dumbfounded.

"Just the last night you got drunk."

"I called his name yesterday?" Wen Lin was stunned, "How is this possible, I have no memory at all, what reason did I have to call his name last night..."

"Not last night." Xia Qian rubbed his forehead and emphasized, "It was last time."

Wen Lin's eyes widened, and he recalled, when was the last time he was drunk with Xia Qian?

Then he finally remembered, "Isn't that our first time?"

Xia Qian sneered, "Just that one time."

"I called his name that night?" Wen Lin was still in disbelief.

Xia Qian nodded, "That's right - now I need your explanation."

"But you didn't say anything the next morning?" Wen Lin questioned this.

Xia Qian opened his mouth and closed it again, his eyes drifted away for a moment, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

"Why didn't you ask me to explain?" Wen Lin asked again.

"Long! Bi Na Zhao scolded the food, pulled the ant, posthumous posthumous title, guanguan collapsed lottery, Chun Ba took Zheng Kai, and sent the emperor's orifice for misconduct.

"I don't know why I called his name, I don't remember at all." Wen Lin said firmly, "But I definitely don't like him."

Xia Qian's expression moved slightly.

To be honest, he was aware of this fact as early as when Wen Lin forced him to question him, but it was quite a pleasure for Wen Lin to say so himself at this time.

"President Xia," Wen Lin said, "I only like you."

Xia moved his eyes away, "Oh... Anyway, because of this, I think you actually like him."

Wen Lin said, "This is a misunderstanding."

"Now I know, this seems to be a misunderstanding." Xia Qian pretended to look out the window, "But, what... because I thought you liked him before, so I... um... asked someone else for his photo. "

Wen Lin stood there in a daze, unable to straighten out this logic for a long time.

"So, I don't like him either." Xia Qian finally concluded, "I just made an unnecessary move because of a misunderstanding, which caused you to have another misunderstanding."

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Lin came to his senses, "But that happened when we first met, it's been a long time."

Xia Qian nodded, and softly uttered a nasal voice, "Yes."

"Mr. Xia," Wen Lin felt unbelievable, "You have been misunderstood for so long? You have always thought that I like someone else? That's why you were so angry that morning?"

"..." Xia Qian continued to pretend to look out the window.

"Why didn't you ask me earlier?" Wen Lin asked again and again, "If you asked me earlier, I would definitely explain it to you?"

Xia Qian lowered his head and finally whispered three words, "I'm sorry."