In the evening of the next day, Song Yan, who had been bored in City A, finally returned to City B in grief.

On the third night, before going to bed, Xia Lin suddenly received an MMS message from Song Yan with a fuzzy photo attached to it.

The light was very dark when it was taken, but Xia Lin recognized it at a glance.

That's the profile of Yu Luotong who was secretly photographed.

He only glanced at it, then silently deleted the photo.

After a while, Song Yan called and asked, "Have you seen the photo I sent, Xia Lin?" His voice was filled with excitement.

"Ah."

Xia Lin replied and looked at his watch. At this point in time, the concert should have ended.

"How is it? Isn't it beautiful? Especially when he smiles, his eyes are like crescent moons in the sky, and the two little tiger teeth are so cute."

"Hmm."

Xia Lin clearly remembered that Song Yan described him the same way when he saw Yu Luotong in his previous life. The power of love is so great that it can make a nervous little boy instantly become extremely emotional.

Song Yan didn't notice Xia Lin's indifference and was still talking to himself: "But can you think that such a cuteness is not a girl! My heart broke when I heard his voice. I originally planned to confess to him as soon as the concert is over!"

Xia Lin: "Oh."

"But he is actually a boy. I can't believe it!"

Song Yan was already a little incoherent, "How can there be such a cute boy in the world? This is unscientific!"

"Heh." Xia Lin thought, no matter how unscientific it is, you still can't follow it.

Song Yan finally noticed Xia Lin's indifference: "Xia Lin, aren't you in a bad mood?"

"It's okay. I'm just a little tired."

"I know you also want to see this concert, right, but who made you aspire to be a schoolmaster? Are you in a particularly depressed mood now?"

"..." Xia Lin wondered where I was lost because of this one. No, I am not very disappointed.

"Don't worry, I bought a lot of ET peripherals before the opening, and I will give you a few later."

Xia Lin actually didn't want it, but wondered how to refuse.

However, Song Yan brought the topic back to Yu Luotong without any transition at all: "It's a pity, I forgot to ask for his phone number. I didn't even ask for his name. I just took pictures of him secretly. I didn't even say a few words to him!"

Xia Lin rolled his eyes silently. He didn't want to tell Song Yan that they would be able to see each other again after school started. This was the so-called destiny.

"If there is nothing else, I will hang up first."

Xia Lin's indifference finally allowed Song Yan's enthusiastic adrenaline to gradually cool down.

He was silent for a moment and asked, "Xia Lin, do you think I'm annoying?"

"No, I'm just tired," Xia Lin closed his eyes.

His voice filled with deep fatigue, "I've been doing simulation questions overnight, and my brain cells have overdrawn."

Song Yan's slight rise of annoyance disappeared instantly: "Isn't it still half a year, why bother to make it like this now. Too much brain cell overdraft can be short-lived, you have to pay attention to rest."

Xia Lin was a little surprised. It is rare to hear Song Yan nagging and saying something to tell people because usually he is the one being told.

Imagining the expression that the teenager on the phone might have, Xia Lin bent his mouth unconsciously but soon he realized that he was damnably weak-willed.

With a lightly embarrassing cough, Xia Lin's attitude returned to his previous indifference: "I see. I have to get up early tomorrow. I'll hang up first. Good night."

"Oh, good night."

Song Yan heard a beep from the other end, and then hung up the phone with afterthought.

At this time, he was standing alone in the empty square of the sports hall, and the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed.

Although the carnival has ended, the hustle and bustle of the concert seems to be vivid. However, at this time, Song Yan's heart was lonely. . .unclearly lonely.