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 a 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. It was the side of Yu Luotong who was photographed. face.
He only glanced at it, then silently deleted the photo.
After a while, Song Yan called and asked, "Xia Lin, did you see the photo I sent?" His voice was filled with unending excitement.
"Ah." Xia Linman 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, not to mention how cute."
"Um." Xia Lin I clearly remember that when Song Yanchu met Yu Luotong in his previous life, he described him the same way.
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! At first hearing his voice, my heart broke, I was still I plan 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 cuteness in the world? Boy, this is too unscientific!"
"Heh." Xia Lin thought to himself that no matter how unscientific it is, you still can't follow it.
Song Yan finally noticed Xia Lin's indifference: "Xia Lin, are you in a bad mood?"
"It's okay
, you're just a little tired." "I know, you also want to see this concert, right, but who Let yourself be determined to be a master student, are you in a particularly depressed mood now?"
"..." Xia Lin thought to myself that I was lost because of this-one-no, I was 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, wondering 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 have any. Tell him a few words!"
Xia Lin rolled his eyes silently. He didn't want to tell Song Yan that he would be able to see each other again after school started. This was the so-called destiny.
"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."
Xia Lin's indifference finally allowed Song Yan's adrenaline secretion 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, and his voice was deeply tired. Iâm doing a simulation problem, and my brain cells are overdrawn."
Song Yanâs slight rise of annoyance disappeared instantly: "Isnât it half a year, why bother to make it like this now. Too much brain cell overdraft will 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 telling 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.
With a slightly embarrassing cough, Xia Lin's attitude returned to his previous indifference: "I see. I have to get up early tomorrow, I will hang up first, good night."
"Oh, good night." Song Yan heard from the other end. After hearing the beep, I hung up the phone with afterthought.
At this moment, he was standing alone in the empty square of the sports hall, and the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed. Although the carnival had ended, the hustle and bustle of the concert seemed to be vividly remembered.
However, at this time, Song Yan felt a trace of loneliness in his heart, inexplicably lonely.