Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life

Song Yan was supported by Xia Lin and sat back in the wheelchair. Seeing that Xia Lin's words were half lost, he looked at him suspiciously, and then followed his gaze.

Xia Lin noticed his gaze, and immediately put away the phone, Song Yan only had time to capture the three English letters of VHL in that crowded text.

With such an interruption, Xia Lin lost half of what he had said before.

He reached for the medicine box on the bedside table and squatted down.Helping Song Yan deal with the bleeding wound on the palm of his hand.

For a while, the room was so quiet that one could hear each other's breathing.

Song Yan gradually regained his sanity from the panic and gaffe just now, recalling what he said just now, he couldn't help but blushed.

Fortunately, Xia Lin kept focusing on his wound, lowered his head and asked, "How did you get this injury?"

""forward.Accidentally scratched on the broken glass. " Song Yan found an excuse indiscriminately, and quickly turned the topic back to the issues he cared about: "Xia Lin, how long will you stay in the United States this time? "

"One day of academic exchanges, one day of free activities." Xia Lindao, "I was still thinking, if you don't come to City F, then I will go to City J to find you. I heard Yu Luotong say that he is also in City J, and I was wondering if I could Inquire about your Xialuo from him.

Song Yan didn't expect that Xia Lin would take the initiative to mention Yu Luotong, so he took a careful look at the other party, and found that Xia Lin's expression was as usual, and his tone was very flat, as if he was just mentioning an unrelated person.

He thought about it for a moment before tentatively asking: "All these years, have you and Luo Tong... still kept in touch?"

"Send me a WeChat message when I'm free," Xia Lin said. "At first I didn't expect to keep in touch with him, but every holiday he never forgets to send me blessings, and I'm too embarrassed to ignore him."

Xia Lin helped him stop the bleeding, then took out a new bandage to wrap him up layer by layer, and continued: "I remember. About two years ago, he suddenly called me very excitedly, saying that he was actually in When I met you in J City, I wanted to ask you for confirmation, but I didn't mention it because I was afraid of embarrassing you."

Song Yan immediately became embarrassed, and hurriedly explained: "Xia Lin, I have nothing to do with him..."

"I know, every time he chats with me, he talks about David most of the time, and David gets jealous again, and David fights with him again, and David runs away from home in anger, and David gets jealous again I brought him back. I only mentioned your topic once or twice." Xia Lin said, raising his head and giving Song Yan a playful look.

Song Yan didn't expect Xia Lin to show such an expression, he was stunned for a moment, and then echoed: "Yes, yes, I will at most... just play the role of the old uncle." (The old uncle refers to the natal family who mediate the conflict between husband and wife. )

Xia Lin bandaged the wound, put the medicine box back to its original position, and then sat down opposite him again, watching him quietly, with delicate and soft eyes, as if trying to describe his appearance minute by minute.

Song Yan hadn't recovered from the embarrassment just now, and he looked a little nervous again, and couldn't help asking: "Xia Lin, why...why are you looking at me like this?"

"Song Yan, I used to scold you with ugly words, I hope you don't mind."

Song Yan looked blank: "Is there?"

"Don't you remember?" Xia Lin was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "I hope you really don't remember."

Song Yan felt that Xia Lin in front of him was abnormally gentle, and said anxiously: "Xia Lin, what... are you trying to say?"

Xia Lin lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, then raised his head to look at him again: "Song Yan, the two of us... let's settle our suspicions, okay?"

Song Yan gradually frowned. It's not that he didn't understand the meaning of letting go of the past. If Xia Lin was willing to forgive the mistakes he had made, he would naturally wish for it.But now listening to his ears, he always felt that what Xia Lin wanted to express was not just as simple as the literal meaning of these four words.

"Xia Lin... He grabbed Xia Lin's wrist almost instinctively, and asked tentatively, "The past is settled, and then what?what you up to? "

Xia Lin was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Song Yan to be so sensitive.

He opened his mouth, but before he could think of an appropriate response, he heard Song Yan say in a hoarse voice: "If you want to say, after the past is settled, there will be nothing to do with it. I would rather you continue to hate me, and hate me for life and life."

Song Yan's voice was very low, but he paused every word and gritted his teeth fiercely.

Xia Lin didn't speak any more, just stared at him blankly, his eyes gradually sparkled.

Suddenly he leaned forward and lightly touched Song Yan's lips with his downcast eyes.

Song Yan's mind went blank for a moment, and then buzzed.

His heart was beating very fast, like a young man who fell in love for the first time, he was dazed by that superficial kiss, his emotions fluctuated, he was overjoyed and sad.

"Xia Lin..." He tightly gripped Xia Lin's wrist tremblingly, not sure if what happened just now was his imagination alone.

The water in Xia Lin's eyes did not recede, he avoided Song Yan's hot gaze at a loss, shook his head and said, "Don't ask me, I don't know, maybe I will regret it in the next second, so you don't want anything ask."

Song Yan wanted to say something more, but Xia Lin had already stood up and broke free from his hand, opened the door and left without looking back.