Xia Lin stopped and turned to look at him, with a calm and peaceful expression: "Song Yan, based on the love of our buddies for more than ten years, I will tell you a few truthful things, and I hope you can listen to me carefully. That's it."
"?" Although Song Yan looked confused, he nodded in cooperation.
"A few days ago, my attitude towards you was a bit sharp. When I turned around, I thought about it carefully. You are still young now, and it is normal
for you to act impulsively without knowing your brain." Song Yan pursed his lips slightly, the kind of subtle preaching The feeling came up again. It was clear that Xia Lin was a few months younger than him, but recently he always had the illusion of being looked down on by Xia Lin from a high place, which made him very uncomfortable.
But in order not to interrupt Xia Lin, he forced himself to suppress this sense of discomfort.
Now that you have identified this path," Xia Lin's voice continued, "Presumably you have also gone through some inner struggles. Maybe you like someone and you like it enough to summon the courage to break the world. But Song Yan, the resistance in the future is far more than these. The more you move forward, the more problems you will encounter. These problems will come from family members, friends, colleagues, and society. If you just go forward blindly , Overcome all obstacles, and at the end, you will find that you have become unaccompanied, isolated and helpless, and even the lover you want to protect cannot be protected. By that time, you want to turn back, but there is no turning back, so Song Yan, from now on, you have to make yourself stronger, you have to learn to forbear, learn to hide your light, wrap your edges and corners, hide your most cherished emotions, until one day, you become enough Powerful, powerful enough to guard your love without relying on external forces, powerful enough that those who stand at the moral commanding heights, even if they canât understand you, but when they canât help you, you can take everything you have without reservation. Show it out and truly be yourself. Do you know what I mean? "
Song Yan stared at Xia Lin in a daze for a long time.
Although he could not fully understand what he said just now, he could vaguely appreciate Xia Lin's good intentions.
The orange street lamp light shone from behind Xia Lin, and a soft warm light was cast around him, polishing Xia Lin's outline to perfection, so that Song Yan looked at it and felt a little heartbeat.
A vague idea suddenly came up in his mind--even if the road was as difficult and dangerous as Xia Lin said, but if it was Xia Lin. If the person next to him is Xia Lin, no matter how difficult it is to walk, he has nothing to fear.
They have been with each other inseparably for more than ten years, and if they can continue to be with each other in such an inseparable way until they are old, it should be a great thing.
Thinking like this, he couldn't help blurting out: "Xia Lin, it's better than us..."
"That's it," Xia Lin suddenly ended the conversation, "This may be the last time I face you like this.
Long talk." Song Yan's expression changed: "What do you mean?"
"I just received a notice from the class teacher in the morning. In order to increase our key undergraduate admission rate for this year, the school will rank our monthly test scores into the grade level. The top 30 students were all transferred out and integrated into one key class. Therefore, starting from tomorrow, we will not be in the same class. The chances of meeting in the future should be very few."
Song Yan suddenly felt empty, but He is still struggling: "Even if we are not in the same class, we can still be the same as before..."
"Song Yan, since you decided to go this way, we are doomed to not get along as before. Tonight is My last advice to you, in the future, we will walk in different ways and take care of ourselves." After
Xia Lin finished speaking, before Song Yan could react, he got on his bicycle and left.
Song Yan tried to stop him, but his throat was dry and there was no sound.
He stood alone under the dim street lamp for a long time, and suddenly angrily threw the beloved mountain bike to the ground.
"You are the one who divides people into groups, and you are the one who says that they go their own way. What do you want me to do?"