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Chapter 1 Misfortunes Never Come Alone
When Xia Lin looked up, he found that he had reached the door of the house.
The door is closed.
He remembered that today was the third day of Song Yan's business trip. According to the plan, he should have two more days to come back.
Xia Lin stood quietly outside the door, his hands and feet were cold, and his expression was in a trance.
Even if he entered the house, he would never see Song Yan, and no one would come to comfort him and hug him.
Xia Lin didn't know how long he was in a trance, but finally he took out the key slowly and opened the door.
Unexpectedly, as soon as entered the door, was greeted by a choking smell of smoke.
Xia Lin coughed a few times subconsciously, and when he looked closely, he found that Song Yan was sitting silently on the sofa in the living room, with half a cigarette in his hand, and his whole body was shrouded in smoke. On the coffee table in front of him, scattered cigarette butts could be twisted. everywhere.
Xia Lin was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. The hand holding the diagnosis certificate subconsciously ducked back. He hadn't figured out how to tell Song Yan about this. He didn't want to see Song Yan feel sorry for him.
"Why did you come back early?" He changed his tone in a relaxed tone and walked towards the window, "I smoke so much, and I don't open the window to let in the air."
"Stop." Song Yan slowly raised his head to look at him, and said in a deep voice.
Xia Lin suddenly stopped, he found that Song Yan's face was dark and gloomy at this moment, his eyes were gloomy, and he even had a bit of uncontrollable anger.
"What's the matter?" He lowered the volume and walked towards Song Yan, "Is the work not going well?"
However, Song Yan suddenly stood up and stared at Xia Lin for a while, with a guarded attitude showing through his body, obviously rejecting his approach.
"Guess who I saw when I went to City C this time?"
"Who?"
"Yu Luotong."
Xia Lin's breathing stopped suddenly.
"What," Song Yan continued to stare at him, with a mocking smile on his face, "Is it a surprise? In my lifetime, I can still find Luo Tong again."
Xia Lin's heart stopped for two beats, and then he heard his voice ask in a hollow voice: "Luo Tong... has he returned to China?"
"Sure enough, you knew early on that he went abroad." Song Yan's face was even more sarcastic, and even revealed a trace of abhorrent hatred, "But in the beginning, why did you lie to me that Luo Tong was dead? You just wished him earlier. die?
"I couldn't be forced to..."
"Snapped"
Xia Lin hadn't finished speaking when he was suddenly interrupted by Song Yan's falling slap.
He only felt dark in front of him and his body was shaky. He quickly stretched out his hand to support the wall, and then he was able to stabilize his body.
Resisting the burning pain on his cheeks, he took a deep breath, and when his vision regained clarity, he slowly said, "Can you...can you listen to me?"
Song Yan sneered: "Do you think I'll be stupid enough to believe you again?"
"..." Another burst of dizziness struck, Xia Lin closed his eyes, and he swallowed the words he had just organized.
"Is there nothing to say?" Song Yan smiled coldly, "Xia Lin, I have asked myself whether I have treated you badly these years, and I have also thought about living with you for the rest of my life to fulfill my promise to grow old with you. But how did you treat me? You lied to me that Luo Tong was dead, watched me suffer for so long, and finally left me by your side, you won, are you proud? "
Xia Lin closed his eyes again: "Song Yan, love doesn't win, I admit that I took advantage of you when you were in pain, but it wasn't my intention to deceive you that Luo Tong was dead."
"Enough!" Song Yan interrupted him coldly, "You look so pretentious, I'm sick of looking at it."
He hurried to the door, and Xia Lin suddenly caught up with him in a panic, grabbed his arm, pitifully like a pet that was about to be abandoned: "Song Yan, where are you going?"
Song Yan shook off his hand without looking back: "You can move out of my house within one day!"
"...Song Yan?" Xia Lin's face turned pale.
"I don't want to see you again, please disappear from my world." Song Yan said, and went out and slammed the door shut.
Xia Lin stood there in a daze for a while, and tears of despair gradually came up.
"Yu Luotong, since you decided to cheat and disappear, why come back now..."
He hated Yu Luotong's renegade a little bit, but even more hated himself who was helpless at the moment.
He took a few steps back and sat slumped in the corner, letting the tears flow silently until dusk fell.
Finally, he remembered the medical certificate.
He wiped away his tears, looked down at the crumpled medical certificate in his hand, and gradually calmed down.
"That's it," he let out a heavy breath and muttered to himself, "that's it... well."
He hadn't thought about how to tell Song Yan about this, but God had already made a decision for him.
In fact, no matter whether Yu Luotong returns to China or not, he and Song Yan are destined not to grow old together in vain.
That being the case, it is better to let yourself go free and easy.
Thinking of this, Xia Lin crumpled the diagnosis certificate into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket.
Then, he opened the window to disperse the smell of smoke in the room, cleaned the ashtray on the coffee table, put in the clothes hanging on the balcony and folded them, and labelled the food in the refrigerator by category.
Afterwards, he packed up his suitcase, took down the house key and put it on the shoe cabinet. He took a last look at the place that carried the memories of him and Song Yan for several years, then pushed open the door and walked out.