Xia Lin led Song Yan through the school gate of University B. He only walked in front of him along the way and did not intend to speak to him on his own initiative.

Song Yan saw Xia Lin's indifference and followed him step by step, turning his head to look at him from time to time, and stopped talking.

Seeing that he was really holding back, Xia Lin said, "Just say what you want."

Song Yan pondered for a moment and asked: "Just now, is the person who sent you back your boyfriend?"

Xia Lin didn't expect that he would ask this. After a moment of silence, he said, "Yes, he is my boyfriend."

Although it would be more precise to remove the word "boy", Xia Lin didn't bother to correct it, so he answered casually.

Song Yan's breathing became stagnant and even his steps became much slower.

Xia Lin looked back at him puzzledly: "Walk faster."

Song Yan looked up at him: "How long have you been together?"

Xia Lin didn't want to continue this topic with him. Showing a trace of impatience and said: "This is my personal business, right?"

Song Yan did not ask any more questions but raised his heels. His face was much grayed out.

The two walked to the entrance of a hotel and Xia Lin said to Song Yan: "This is the nearest one but because it is a cheap chain store, the conditions will not be too good. I don't know if you mind."

Song Yan has not yet eased from the depressed mood just now, so he just shook his head silently.

Xia Lin didn't talk nonsense with him, opened the door and walked to the front desk, swiftly helping Song Yan to book a single room, and then handed the room card to Song Yan: "I think you are not in good spirits. Go to bed early at night."

Song Yan didn't answer but just raised his eyes to look at Xia Lin: "Can you... accompany me to sit up there for a while?"

What does he mean by asking me to sit with you for a while? Are you asking me to tell you the pain of broken love?

Xia Lin subconsciously wanted to refuse but seeing Song Yan's collapsed behavior, he couldn't say anything when he refused.

He struggled for a while, looked at his watch and said, "I can only sit with you for ten minutes. If I go back too late, the dormitory will be closed."

After following Song Yan into the room, Xia Lin has been a little restless. He was really afraid that Song Yan would talk to him endlessly.

In the previous life, he wanted to hook up with Song Yan, so in the months after Yu Luotong's fake death, no matter what Song Yan said to him, he would listen patiently and gently open up to him and comfort him.

But in this life, all his patience has been overdrawn and he doesn't want to repeat the same mistake for a moment.

Song Yan asked Xia Lin to sit on the sofa while he sat down on the bed opposite him.

The two of them were speechless for a while and the atmosphere was very awkward.

Xia Lin glanced at his watch.

It was fine. Five minutes had passed. After another six or seven minutes, he could leave.

Song Yan spoke at this moment: "A few days ago, Yu Luotong told me your Weibo account."

Xia Lin was a little dazed for a while. He felt that the way to open this topic seemed a bit wrong.

What does Song Yan want with his Weibo?

After opening his Weibo, he didn't take care of it carefully and it was basically in a semi-waste state.

Song Yan continued: "I guess, he might have told you my Weibo ID."

He said, raising his head to look at Xia Lin, "Did you read the things I wrote on Weibo? ?"

Xia Lin thought, it turns out that the focus is here. Isn't it just your unrequited love on Weibo? If I say that I have read it, you will take the opportunity to complain, right? It's weird if I will follow your topic.

He said coldly: "I'm not active on Weibo, so..."

He was afraid that Song Yan would lead the topic to force the grievance mode on so he quickly added: "Is there anything else for you? If it's okay, I first......"

"Xia Lin."

Song Yan suddenly took his hand for fear that he would get up and leave.

Xia Lin looked at the other party's hand and was taken aback for a moment. Song Yan's palm was hot and he looked a little nervous.

He suddenly half kneeled in front of Xia Lin, straightened up, and kissed Xia Lin's lips.

Xia Lin's mind was empty for a moment, then he pushed Song Yan away and stood up, and said angrily: "Song Yan, I didn't mind you last time because you were drunk. What are you going to do this time? I am not in the mood to play this game with you."

After that, he turned and walked towards the door.

Song Yan hurriedly chased him, grabbed his hand and forced him against the wall, repeatedly saying: "Sorry, Xia Lin, sorry..."

He was trembling all over and even the words he said were trembling, as if he was depressed for a long time and finally broke out uncontrollably.

After the outbreak, he fell into endless regret.

Xia Lin struggled for a while but couldn't get rid of it, stared at Song Yan and said, "Let me go."

Song Yan was afraid that Xia Lin would slip away and that it was not enough to suppress the opponent with his whole body.

He even pressed his forehead tightly against Xia Lin's forehead and whispered while trembling, "Xia Lin, can you... give me a chance?" "

Xia Lin didn't understand what he meant and just struggled: "What do I have to do to so you'd let me go?"

"I know you may have never considered me and that you already have a boyfriend now. My approach is very immoral, but. . ."

Song Yan expressed himself eagerly, ". . .but I have been waiting for a long time. You said that if you want to protect your love, you must first make yourself strong. I have been working hard according to your wishes all these years. I want you to wait for me to become stronger, maybe you will take a look at me more. But. . . but we have been separated for too long and now we are so unfamiliar with each other. I am afraid that if I don't say it, I will miss you forever. . . Xia Lin, see if you can associate with me. I may not be as experienced in some aspects like your current boyfriend, but I can learn. I learn things very quickly. I will try my best to satisfy you. Please give me a chance, okay?"