Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life

The numbness on his left leg gradually passed, and Song Yan began to feel a sharp pain in his whole leg, and cold sweat kept rolling down his forehead, but he clenched his lips tightly and didn't dare to say anything, he was afraid of alarming Xia Lin.

Xia Lin moved his body, and took out the mobile phone from his pocket with difficulty. The battery was still full, but there was no signal left.

Still unwilling to give up, he dialed several numbers and sent several text messages, all of which failed.

He suddenly regretted it, and felt that he simply didn't have a long memory. What he had encountered once in his previous life, he could encounter it again in this life, and he also tricked Song Yan into it.

Xia Lin hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Song Yan, do you... blame me? If it wasn't because I insisted on coming to the mountain to find the child, you wouldn't..."

"Don't think so, I'm voluntary." Song Yan paused, and then said, "You are kind-hearted, and I like you like this."

Xia Lin didn't know what to say for a moment.

The two were silent for a while, Xia Lin asked: "In your last life, how did you live afterwards?"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice: "I've never seen you care about this issue before, why suddenly now."

"I didn't ask before, because I thought you got back together with Yu Luotong later." Xia Lin's voice sounded slightly awkward, "Why should I ask for trouble?"

Song Yan pulled the corner of his mouth silently, and smiled helplessly.

I only heard Xia Lin continue: "Later, I heard that Yu Luotong already had a boyfriend. It seems that it's not what I thought... I was a little curious about how you lived in your last life."

Song Yan was silent for a while. He had thought about many possibilities before, what kind of situation Xia Lin would ask this question, but he never thought that it would be the current situation.

And now, rather than Xia Lin knowing the truth, it would be better...

After a moment of silence, Song Yan asked back: "What do you think?"

Xia Lin raised his eyebrows slightly: "Seeing that you have been so obsessed in this life, it doesn't look like you have found a new love again. Could it be that you have been single for the rest of your life?"

Song Yan pursed his lips and hid his face in the shadows, then he sighed faintly: "Yeah, I've been a bachelor all my life."

He paused, and asked, "Have you sympathized with me a little bit?" There was a trace of helplessness, self-deprecating, sad and careless ridicule in his tone.

"There's nothing to sympathize with, you deserve it." Xia Lin snorted lightly, but her tone softened unconsciously, and then added in a vaguely meaningful sentence, "It's really been a waste of living for so many years, and I still haven't made any progress at all. Counting is not long brain."

Song Yan smiled slightly.

He didn't talk anymore because he couldn't care less about talking.

The pain in the leg gradually became blurred, and he began to feel dizzy, short of breath, and even felt chills all over his body, and his hands and feet were cold.

He knew that this was a symptom of hemorrhagic shock, and he might not last long.

Xia Lin said something again, but his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear clearly.

"Xia Lin..." He said in a weak voice, "I have something to say to you suddenly..."

Xia Lin was startled, but did not interrupt him.

"Xia Lin, you said that you hate me, I was not convinced before... I thought God reincarnated me to give me a chance to start over, so I pursued you with all my strength, saying all kinds of things I want to impress you with nice words. Now that I think about it, I really hate this kind of me. It turns out that everything is just me being sentimental."

It turned out that this opportunity from God was not for him, but for Xia Lin.The only person who can really follow his heart to start over is Xia Lin. Before, he always wondered why Xia Lin couldn't give him another chance, and couldn't fall in love with him again, but now, he only feels lucky, fortunately Xia Lin doesn't like him him.

The feeling of watching a loved one die is so painful.This kind of pain is still fresh in his memory even if he is reborn, and he doesn't want Xia Lin to suffer it again.

Xia Lin frowned, he felt that Song Yan's current situation was not right, not only the words he spoke, but also the voice he spoke.

He thought Song Yan was too scared, so he gently held his hand to comfort him, but when he touched him, he was startled by his cold body temperature.

"Song Yan, what's the matter with you?" He suddenly squeezed Song Yan's hand, "Your body temperature is abnormal, what's wrong with you, tell me!"

Song Yan held his hand instead: "Xia Lin, don't be afraid, you didn't die in the last life, and you won't die in this life either. God will bless you, and I will bless you too."

Xia Lin finally realized that Song Yan's situation was very critical, he moved his body to check Song Yan's injury, but Song Yan immediately stopped him: "Xia Lin, don't move around, be careful that the crossbar above your head falls Come down, so we're really done."

As expected, Xia Lin froze and didn't dare to move. He really started to feel fear at this moment, and said in a slightly crying voice: "Then what should I do, your injury must be treated as soon as possible!"

"Xia Lin," Song Yan patted the back of his hand lightly, comfortingly, "Leave me alone, save your strength, at least one of us must get out alive, otherwise we will be reborn for nothing..."

At the end of his talk, his eyelids were so heavy that he could hardly lift them up. He felt very sleepy and wanted to close his eyes and sleep.

Xia Lin panicked, this panic was stronger than when he was trapped in the cave alone in his previous life.

He wanted to hold Song Yan in his arms to warm him. He wanted to check what was wrong with Song Yan's wound, but he couldn't do anything. He studied medicine for four years, but it didn't help at critical moments. Can't play.

In the end, he really had no other choice, he raised his cuffs, put his wrist close to Song Yan's mouth and said, "Song Yan, don't sleep, you have bled too much, I know you are very thirsty now, You drink my blood first, so that you can at least maintain your vital signs..."

Hearing this, Song Yan opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw the white arm in front of him.

He looked up at Xia Lin in surprise, then carefully covered Xia Lin's wrist, gently pressed his cheek against his palm, closed his eyes and said helplessly, "How can I be willing, you fool..."