Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life

After this night, Yu Luotong consciously kept the farthest distance from Xia Lin. Even in the same classroom, Xia Lin could hardly feel his presence unless the teacher called him up to answer questions in class.

However, the relationship between Song Yan and Yu Luotong has eased. In order to thank Song Yan for helping him find a new job, Yu Luotong proposed to treat Song Yan to a "big meal" in the school cafeteria.

Song Yan felt that he was borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, so he couldn't accept it calmly, so he secretly asked Xia Lin if he wanted to go with him, Xia Lin looked at him mockingly: "What capacity do you want me to go with?"

Song Yan rubbed his nose and walked away awkwardly.

For the next period of time, neither Song Yan nor Yu Luotong came to harass Xia Lin anymore, so that he finally lived the life of a model student he dreamed of: arriving at the classroom half an hour early every morning, leaving the classroom half an hour late every night, not going to the toilet between classes Just do exercise one - the whole person has basically become an insulator, and there are no miscellaneous things to distract him.

In the first monthly exam after the start of school, Xia Lin jumped from 23rd in the class last semester to 5th in an instant. At the same time, she was ranked in the top 30 of the whole year, which almost shocked the class teacher's jaw.

Of course, the class teacher would not let go of this good opportunity to set a good example and grasp the style of study. Every time in class, he took the opportunity to praise Xia Lin severely, which made Xia Lin very annoying.

On the weekend after the monthly exam results were released, Xia Lin piled up a lot of mock questions, stayed at home and continued to immerse himself in his sea of ​​question tactics.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Xia Lin received a call from Song Yan: "Xia Lin, do you still remember what day it is today?"

Xia Lin frowned: "Have you been drinking?"

Song Yan repeated with his tongue out: "I ask you if you still remember what day it is today."

Of course Xia Lin remembered what day it was.

On this day in the last life, Xia Lin carefully prepared a birthday present for Song Yan, but failed to send it out.

In this life, gifts no longer exist, because they are not needed at all.

"I don't remember." Xia Lin tightly held the pen in his hand, but his tone was very flat, "I'm doing a question, what do you want?"

"Today is my birthday!" Song Yan yelled on the other end of the phone, "Xia Lin, you are so heartless, you can even forget my birthday, you are determined to break up with me, right?"

Xia Lin held the phone in silence for a moment, and when he spoke again, his tone was still very flat: "What about Yu Luotong, haven't you been getting close to him recently, let him accompany you..."

"Don't mention other people to me," Song Yan interrupted him roughly, "Xia Lin, I just want to ask you, do you still consider me a brother?"

Xia Lin didn't speak.

Song Yan continued: "I'll wait for you at the old place. I'll wait for you until twelve o'clock in the evening. If you don't come after twelve o'clock, I will. Believe it or not, I will never talk to you again. "

After speaking, he hung up the phone very domineeringly.

Looking at the phone, Xia Lin frowned slightly.

He was not afraid of Song Yan threatening him with breaking up the relationship, because that was his goal in the first place.

However, hearing Song Yan's voice, it seemed that he was quite drunk, and he worried that if Song Yan was left alone in that place, something would happen sooner or later.

The "old place" Song Yan referred to is the top floor of an old unfinished building.

When they were young, he and Song Yan had used that place as their secret base. Every time they played truant from school, they would sneak there to play for half a day, and even Zhou Shuo couldn't find them.

After entering high school, they gradually went less and less. Xia Lin almost forgot the existence of that place, but she never thought that Song Yan would suddenly think of running there this time for her birthday.

After hesitating for a moment, Xia Lin sighed, stood up, and walked out of the bedroom with his coat.

Zhou Shuo's room was next to Xia Lin's. Seeing Xia Lin suddenly opened the door and went out, he hurriedly put on his coat and went downstairs before he could ask any questions.

Xia Liang was watching the news in the living room downstairs. Seeing the two running out one after the other, she turned her head and asked, "Where are you going at night?"

"Song Yan is in a hurry," Xia Lin said without turning back, "I'll be back soon."

Zhou Shuo. Xia Liang couldn't call Xia Lin, so he had to call Zhou Shuo, "Let Uncle Teng drive you, it's not easy to take a taxi at night." "

"Oh, oh." Zhou Shuo was startled, then nodded in response.

Uncle Teng can be regarded as half of Xia Liang's bodyguard. Xia Liang doesn't like to be followed everywhere, so he usually only thinks of Uncle Teng's existence when he is using the car.