Liang Jinhui seemed to have been poured cold water from his pocket, and drew back abruptly, but was blocked by the next bed. He staggered and fell on the bed, looking very embarrassed.
"Xia Lin..." He scratched his head blushingly, trying to explain something, but when he saw Xia Lin lifted the quilt and sat up slowly, his complexion was still very calm, as if he had seen everything a long time ago.
Suddenly Liang Jinhui couldn't say anything.
"I know you are interesting to me," Xia Lin said straightforwardly, "but I was
meaningless to you." "Why?!" Liang Jinhui almost blurted out.
"You are too young."
"Wherever you are, I am only four years behind you!" Liang Jinhui himself also knows the age gap between him and Xia Lin, but what if he is four years behind, his father and him Mom was six years old when she got married, and she is not doing well now.
Xia Lin sighed. He was more than four years old. From the perspective of his age, he was fourteen years older than Liang Jinhui. In his eyes, Liang Jinhui was an immature little furry boy. How could he have a relationship with a furry boy.
When Liang Jinhui saw Xia Lin not speaking, he plucked up the courage and said, "Xia Lin, would you give me a chance? Although I am not as good as you now, I will work hard to become better and I will not let you down. Can you think about me?"
Xia Lin was silent for a moment and said: "Xiao Liang, I know you are interesting to me, but I promised to live with you. Do you know why?"
Liang Jinhui was startled: "Why? "
Because I also want to take this opportunity to showdown with you." Xia Lin said, "You have pestered me for two months, and I know your mind from the beginning. But if you don't know it, I don't know how to reject you explicitly."
"But now, you followed me to a foreign country, and you didn't even care about your own schoolwork. You are still in your junior year. The third-year medical school exam is very important. You must strive to get credits for most subjects this year. Otherwise, in the fourth and fifth year, you will be busy with internships and internships, and there is no enough time to study textbook knowledge. If you can't even graduate from undergraduate, what can you use to prove that you will become better?"
Liang Jinhui Was choked to speak.
Xia Lin continued: "I am not your parents, and there is no need to be responsible for your life. If you say it all, itâs best for you to figure out nature by yourself. If you still canât figure it out and want to continue to pester me, I can only ask The teacher led the team to apply to change the room."
"Don't..." Liang Jinhui was anxious immediately, "I will think about it, don't rush to change the room, I swear, I will never do anything to you again."
Xia Lin glanced at him, did not say anything, rolled over in the quilt, intending to continue sleeping.
Liang Jinhui stared at Xia Lin's back blankly. After an unknown period of time, he asked in a low voice: "Xia Lin...no, Senior Xia, if. If I really change my mind in the future, would you still consider me?"
"No Yes." Xia Lin's voice was muffled in the quilt, as if he was extremely sleepy.
Liang Jinhui didn't dare to disturb him any more, and gently climbed onto his bed, lying down depressed.
However, Xia Lin was so tossed by him, and the turbulent sleepiness gradually faded.
But he still didn't move the quilt, closed his eyes and thought about his own thoughts.
Over the years, he has remained single, and there are no suitors of men and women around him, and there are also people with very good conditions. Xia Lin was not unmoved, but when he thought of starting a relationship with a stranger, he couldn't afford to be interested.
It seems that all his passion and dedication to love have been exhausted in the previous life.
He knew that his state was abnormal, but he couldn't change it, and he didn't want to change it. The only thing he could worry about now was Song Yan, except for his family.
This time as a student representative, he originally refused to go abroad for exchanges, but when he heard that the destination was F City in the United States, he suddenly changed his heart.
He has read the map. City F is not far from City J. If you sit in Batu, it will be there in an hour.
He wanted to take this opportunity to meet with Song Yan, and ask some questions that were pressed down in his heart. For
example, if the anonymous donor in Zilin Village was Song Yan, and if so, why did he hide his identity under cover? His previous style.
For example, Song Yanming is already able to walk freely, why should he stay abroad forever and never return home once? It's hard for him to inquire about this matter with Song Yan's family, for fear that it will reach Song Yan's ears and cause unnecessary misunderstandings. But every time he inquired with Xia Liang, Xia Liang always avoided the importance and kept silent, as if deliberately concealing something from him.
For example, the Xia family and the Song family have cooperated on so many projects in the past three years. Not every time it goes smoothly. There are also times when conflicts of interest cannot be negotiated. But every time it comes to a critical moment, there will always be someone closely related to the Song Shi Group. The mysterious person vacated his hand to give charcoal in the snow, but disappeared without a trace after the incident was completed. Is this person Song Yan after all?
In fact, these things didnât have much to do with Xia Lin when he thought about it, but as long as Song Yan was at stake, Xia Lin wanted to figure it out, otherwise these questions would not be answered in his heart, and he would be uncomfortable day by day. .
What's more, the photos Song Yan posted on Weibo recently always made him feel that something was not right. He once sent WeChat side-by-side to test Song Yan, but he was always avoiding the topic with two or two strokes, which added to his inner doubts. .
He feels that if he and Song Yan are really over, they must speak clearly in person, so that no one can be seen through the screen, and they are ambiguously maintaining a relationship that does not know whether they should be called friends or not. This is not him. The desired result.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but looked at his phone again.
When he entered the hotel, he sent Song Yan a position and clearly told the other party that he hoped to meet again sometime.
But Song Yan never responded.
He just held the phone and waited for a long time, until finally fell asleep in a daze.
Song Yan was on his way to F City when he received the positioning from Xia Lin.
Xia Lin finally made it clear that he wanted to meet him. He looked at the line in WeChat, gently rubbed the frame of the phone with his fingers, and then looked up at the window. He also wanted to see Xia Lin, so much. But he knew that the purpose of Xia Lin's appointment with him had nothing to do with what he thought.
Finally, he quietly put away the phone, without replying a word.
The assistant drove the car and turned around and asked, "Boss, which hotel to stay at night?"
Song Yan reported the address of the hotel where Xia Lin was staying.
Check in later," Song Yan said, "avoid the peak traffic in the hotel. "The
assistant glanced at Song Yan in the rearview mirror. He knew that Xia Lin was the only one Song Yan wanted to avoid.