Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life

Song Yan's seat was right behind Xia Lin. In the past, in class, if Song Yan wanted to talk to Xia Lin, he just had to kick his stool with his toe, and Xia Lin would obediently lean back.

But now, no matter how many times Song Yan kicks, Xia Lin can sit still, unmoved, and does not respond to Song Yan's call at all. Song Yan is so angry that he stares at Xia Lin with his eyeballs throughout the class, as if he is about to hit Xia Lin on his back. Stare out a hole.

After the first class was over, the head teacher brought a beautiful boy into the classroom and introduced to everyone that this is a student who just transferred this semester. Due to the influence of certain college entrance examination policies, he must return to the territory to take the college entrance examination.

Song Yan, who was sitting in the last row, didn't pay much attention to the transfer student at first, but when the other party stood on the podium to introduce himself, he was taken aback for a moment, and then frantically kicked Xia Lin's stool: "Xia Lin, look, look! , that's him, the guy I met on the day of the concert was him.

Xia Lin couldn't stand the torment, turned around and yelled at him: "Kick me again and I'll cripple your feet!"

Song Yan didn't think he was disobedient at all, he kept waving at Yu Luotong, but he still failed to attract Yu Luotong's attention.

Because of Yu Luotong's small stature, the head teacher arranged him at the first table closest to the podium, almost the entire classroom distance from Song Yan.

So in the second class, Song Yan finally stopped trying to harass Xia Lin, but rested his cheek on one hand, staring at Yu Luotong's back with all his attention, committing a nympho.

After finally getting out of class, Song Yan rushed to strike up a conversation with Yu Luotong.

The distance was a bit far, Xia Lin couldn't hear what they were talking about, but he could basically guess that the content of the conversation between the two should not be much different from what happened in the previous life——Song Yan would ask Yu Luotong for a cell phone number, and revisit it. That unforgettable concert; and Yu Luotong would also complain to Song Yan that the concert tickets used up all the savings he earned from part-time jobs, and he would have to live frugally for a while.

Xia Lin thought enviously that Yu Luotong and Song Yan were truly like-minded. Although there was a gap between the rich and the poor, they were equal in interests and hobbies. As long as they stood together, they could chat endlessly. Topic one—one is not like himself, he must hide his true self and cater to Song Yan everywhere, so that he can barely create the illusion that the two of them talk about everything.

It's ridiculous that he couldn't see through such illusions in his previous life until his death. He clings to his obsession with Song Yan, but blindly blames Song Yan for being heartless. Now that he thinks about it, he is not guilty of himself.

Thinking of this, Xia Lin slowly covered his eyes.

Since his rebirth, while constantly warning himself to stay away from Song Yan, he subconsciously had expectations for him, and such expectations finally came to naught after seeing Song Yan's obsession with Yu Luotong like love at first sight again.

He thought it was time to let go of his obsessions. Although the process was long and painful, even like a heart-wrenching pain, only by letting go completely could he truly gain a new life.

"Xia Lin!" Song Yan's excited voice reached his ears, dragging him back to reality from the meditation of self-salvation.

He raised his head and saw that Song Yan had come to his seat at some point, and behind him was Yu Luotong with a curious face.

Song Yan seemed to want to introduce him to Yu Luotong, but the moment he saw Xia Lin raised his face, he was taken aback and asked, "What's wrong with you, your eyes are so red?"

"It's nothing." Xia Lin blinked and forced down the sour tears. "It may be that I slept late yesterday, and my eyes were a little uncomfortable. Song Yan sighed: "How many times have I told you, don't So desperately, if you burn your eyes, who do you ask to pay for it? "

Soon he remembered the existence of Yu Luotong again, turned his head and said, "This is my buddy Xia Lin. Xia Lin, this is Yu Luotong."

Yu Luotong smiled at Xia Lin, showing his cute little canine teeth: "Xia Lin, I've always been very curious about you."

"Always?" Xia Lin was puzzled, this should be the first time he and Yu Luotong met in this life, right?

Yu Luotong said: "The last time I watched the concert, Song Yan was sitting next to me, feeling a little depressed. I chatted with him a few words, and he said that his best buddy didn't come, which made him not in the mood to watch the concert. gone."

Song Yan answered from the side: "No, it's really sad that he didn't go after buying a ticket for him. Fortunately, I met Luo Tong later, which made me feel better."

Seeing these two people singing together, Xia Lin was a little dumbfounded.

In his previous life, he never left Song Yan, but Song Yan never looked at him more; now he just missed a concert and became the center of conversation between Song Yan and Yu Luotong. It's a bit ironic to think about it.