In the next few days, Song Yan's frequency of calling and harassing Xia Lin was significantly reduced. 

Xia Lin guessed that he held his mobile phone most of the time and looked at the fuzzy picture of Yu Luotong in a daze.

And Xia Lin finally ended his arduous tutoring career before the start of school, and returned to City B with Zhou Shuo.

On the morning of the first day of school, Song Yan rode his windy mountain bike to the door of Xia Lin's house as usual, shouting Xia Lin's name. 

After a while, the butler of the Xia family came out and said to him: "Our second young master and Zhou Shuo left the house half an hour ago. Didn't he tell you?"

Song Yan was taken aback: "When did he tell me?" 

While talking, he took out his mobile phone and took a look. As expected, there was a text message lying quietly in the mailbox.

"...You sent me a text message? I'm so busy in the morning, how can I have time to read the text message!" Song Yan cursed and left.

When he arrived in the classroom, there was only a few minutes before the morning reading class. At this time, Xia Lin was already sitting in his seat, lowering his head and carefully dictating English words. 

Song Yan took a sigh of relief, walked up to him, and slammed his schoolbag on his desk, "Xia Lin, what do you mean?"

The movement was so loud that it frightened the students around.

Because these two people are famous inseparable iron buddies in the class, their feelings are as good as glue, and they have never turned their faces for a reason. So Song Yan's voice successfully silenced the noisy classroom in an instant. 

Everyone was guessing. What happened to force Song Yan to turn against Xia Lin in public.

Zhou Shuo's seat was next door to Xia Lin. There was only one road in between. 

From the moment he saw Song Yan rushing in angrily, he had a premonition that something was wrong. When he saw Song Yan slam his schoolbag, he jumped. He got up, and prepared that if the two of them started fighting, he could have a fight quickly.

However, the expected armed conflict did not occur because Xia Lin was very calm or that he was already mentally prepared to bear Song Yan's anger. 

Only when he finished writing the last English letter slowly and silently, he raised his head and looked at Song Yan: "What do you mean?"

"Don't pretend to be a fool. Why didn't you wait for me this morning? "

"I must silently write 50 English words before the morning reading class starts." Xia Lin said, and showed Song Yan his densely written vocabulary book. 

"If I wait for you, I won't have time to complete the task. —Or do you want me to get you out of the warm bed half an hour in advance, just to let you go to school with me?"

"Uh..." Song Yan was suddenly a little weak. In this winter, asking him to get up half an hour earlier was almost like killing him. 

"Then don't just send me a text message. If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you have to call me in advance."

"No need," Xia Lin said lightly, "I will go out half an hour earlier every day for school, and you can't get up early, so let's go out at our own time. There is no need to reluctantly join together to go to school. "

Song Yan didn't speak, but stared at Xia Lin with a pair of eyes, and after a long while he said, "Xia Lin, do you have to be like this?" 

"Like what?"

"You know it in your heart! Since I came back from Australia, you have become yin and yang weird. If you are dissatisfied with me, just say it!" 

Xia Lin was silent for a moment, raised his head and looked at Song Yan calmly: "I remember you said that no matter what I do, you will stand by me, right?"

Of course Song Yan remembered this sentence, but he always felt that something was wrong. 

Xia Lin continued: "Actually, I don't need you to do anything for me. After all, college entrance examination is my own business and you can't help me. However, I hope you don't disrupt my life schedule for this purpose and don't affect my learning progress."

Speaking of this, the meaning of estrangement from each other has been expressed very clearly. 

Xia Lin took a deep breath and prepared Song Yan to break with him.

Song Yan's chest rose and fell for a moment, and suddenly he slapped the table hard: "You said it earlier. It's just getting up half an hour early. It doesn't make sense that you can do it, I can't do it. That's it. From tomorrow, I will also be early. I can also go out in half an hour, you can wait for me when that happens!"

Xia Lin was a little dumbfounded, when did they make this decision? 

He didn't believe Song Yan and couldn't hear his off-strings. However, Song Yan always tried to pretend to be confused, and if he had to go against his intentions, he really couldn't think of any effective countermeasures for a while.