Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life

Gavin and Liang Jinhui argued a few words, glanced casually across the crowd, and then paused on Song Yan's face.

He stared intently for a moment, the casual smile on his face gradually faded, he leaned forward, and said uncertainly, "Excuse me. Are you Mr. Song Yan?"

Song Yan came back to his senses, raised his head and looked at Gavn: "Do you recognize me?"

"I didn't expect it was really you!" Gavin moved a chair and sat down next to Song Yan, and said enthusiastically, "Hello, I'm your fan."

Everyone present: "..."

This style of painting changed a bit suddenly. One second Gavin was fighting with Liang Jinhui to be jealous, and the next second he was already running towards Song Yan.

Before Song Yan fully understood what was going on, he listened to the other party expectantly: "So, when you come to F City this time, are you planning to do some scientific research projects here?"

"Uh, no. I'm just here to get together with my friends." Song Yan is used to keeping a low profile in the United States, coupled with the inferiority complex caused by her leg disease, she was a little at a loss to meet such enthusiastic male fans, and subconsciously asked Xia Lin cast a look for help.

Xia Lin put on a face of nothing to do with himself, thinking this is your fan, what do you think I will do.

Gavin followed Song Yan's gaze to Xia Lin, followed Xia Lin's gaze to look back at Song Yan, and finally realized what he had overlooked just now.

"So, Mr. Song Yan, the friend you mentioned is Lin?"

Song Yan felt that the word "Lin" sounded harshly intimate, but out of politeness, he restrained himself: "That's right, it's Xia Lin."

The expression on Gavin's face suddenly became intriguing.He thought of Xia Lin's focused expression on asking him about Song Yanshi last night, and his heart suddenly lit up like a mirror.

"So, so it is!" Gavin shook his head and sighed, "It seems that my hope is slim."

Everyone: "?"

Liang Jinhui hummed at the side: "You have no hope in the first place, okay?"

In fact, he didn't get the point where Gavin sighed, but after arguing with Gavn for so long, it has become his instinct to go back to every sentence.

But this time Gavin did not fight against Liang Jinhui, he spread his hands resignedly, and said to Song Yan: "Okay, I wish you all."

Song Yan silently reflected on himself. He didn't seem to have made any remarks similar to coming out, so why was he blessed inexplicably?

Xia Lin on the side also had a big head, thinking whether to euphemistically clarify the relationship between the two, but Gavin quickly changed the subject, took out his phone and looked at Song Yan expectantly: "I can take a photo with you Is it? My buddy is your diehard fan, I want to send the photo to my buddy to show off!"

Song Yan wondered if he was old and couldn't keep up with the brain circuits of today's young people.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Gavin thought he was worried about his leg problems, so he raised three fingers and swore: "I promise, I will only shoot the upper body, and I will never reveal your privacy to the outside world."

Song Yan couldn't refuse such enthusiasm, so he could only turn his head and pose with him cooperatively.

Xia Lin watched from the side, thinking enviously, if life can be lived like Gavin's heartless, in fact, it would be pretty good.

The changed ticket was booked at noon of the day.

Liang Jinhui originally wanted to go back to China with Xia Lin, but after Song Yan whispered a few words to Gavin, Gavin half-enthusiastically and half-forcedly dragged Liang Jinhui to F City for a day trip

The assistant drove the two of them to the airport, bowed to Xia Lin again and again, and said, "Second Young Master Xia, our boss will be counting on you for this journey!"

Xia Lin was taken aback by his solemn appearance, and looked back at Song Yan, only to see Song Yan sitting quietly in a wheelchair, and when he saw him looking over, he smiled at him.

That smile seems to be very pure, without any distracting thoughts, but when you savor it carefully, it seems that an extremely heavy time has accumulated.

Xia Lin silently lowered his eyes, and the shackles in his heart quietly broke open a crack.

The first-class cabin is spacious and comfortable. Xia Lin helped Song Yan to the seat, adjusted the angle of the back of the seat for him, and covered him with a blanket on his knees. When he looked up, he found Song Yan was staring at him, and blurted out: : "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you." Song Yan answered as a matter of course.

Xia Lin: "..."

Song Yan said again: "I just suddenly remembered that once in my last life, I had a bad cold and lay in bed for several days, and you took care of me like this."

Xia Lin didn't answer the conversation, thinking that this topic was a trap, and would get himself into it as soon as he answered the conversation.

Song Yan, however, continued on his own: "I owed you a lot in the last life, and I wanted to repay it in this life, but I have no chance. You don't have to worry that I will pester you again, you will only be dragged down if you follow me. Contrary to my wishes."

"I don't..."

"I know, you are not the kind of person who is afraid of being dragged down, and I understand what you mean." Song Yan patted Xia Lin's hand soothingly, "The kiss you gave me that night was the sweetest kiss in my life. Good gift. Don't worry, I won't ask you any more questions. I have no intention of asking you to accompany me back to China this time. I just want to cure your illness."

Xia Lin smiled wryly, feeling that Song Yan imagined the disease too simply.

Song Yan held his hand, and said solemnly: "Believe me, Xia Lin, I will definitely find someone to cure your illness, no matter what the price is."