In the next few days, Song Yan's frequency of calling and harassing Xia Lin decreased significantly. Xia Lin guessed that most of the time he held the phone and stared at the blurred photo of Yu Luotong in a daze.

And Xia Lin finally ended his arduous tutoring career on the eve of the start of school, and returned to City B with Zhou Shuo.

On the morning of the first day of school, Song Yan rode his windy mountain bike to the door of Xia Lin's house as usual, calling out Xia Lin's name.

After a while, the housekeeper of the Xia family came out and said to him, "Our second young master and Zhou Shuo left the house half an hour ago, didn't he tell you?"

Song Yan was taken aback: "When did he tell me?"

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and glanced at it—there was indeed a text message lying quietly in the mailbox.

"...Your sister, even if you send a text message, I will be sent? I'm so busy in the morning, how can I have time to read text messages!"

Song Yan scolded and walked away.

When he arrived in the classroom, there were only a few minutes before the morning reading class. At this time, Xia Lin was already sitting in his place, bowing his head and carefully dictating English words.

Song Yan took a breath, walked up to him, and threw his schoolbag on his table: "Xia Lin, what do you mean?"

The movement was so loud that the students around him were frightened.

Because the two are famous inseparable buddies in the class, their relationship is so good that they have never turned their face for any reason, so Song Yan's roar successfully silenced the noisy classroom in an instant, and everyone is guessing , what happened, actually forced Song Yan to turn against Xia Lin in public.

Zhou Shuo's seat was next to Xia Lin, and there was only one road in the middle. Ever since he saw Song Yan rushing in angrily, he had a premonition that something was wrong. When he saw Song Yan smashing his schoolbag, he jumped all over. He got up, ready to fight if the two of them got into a fight.

However, the expected armed conflict did not happen, because Xia Lin was very calm, or in other words, he was already mentally prepared to bear Song Yan's anger.

I saw him slowly and silently writing the last English letter before raising his head to look at Song Yan: "What do you mean?"

"Don't play stupid, why didn't you wait for me this morning?"

"I have to dictate 50 English words before the morning reading class starts." Xia Lin said, showing Song Yan his densely written word book, "If I wait for you, I will not be able to finish the task. - Or do you want me to pull you out of the warm bed half an hour earlier, just so you can go to school with me?"

"Uh..." Song Yan suddenly felt a little suffocated. In this winter, asking him to get up half an hour earlier was like killing him.

"Then don't just send me a text message. If you encounter such a thing in the future, you have to call and tell me in advance."

"No need," Xia Lin said lightly, "I will go out half an hour earlier every day for school, and you can't get up early, so let's go out at our own time, there's no need to forcefully get together to go to school. "

Song Yan didn't say anything, just stared at Xia Lin with a pair of eyes, and after a while he said, "Xia Lin, do you have to do this?"

"How?"

"You know it yourself! Ever since I came back from Australia, you've become eccentric. If you have any dissatisfaction with me, just say it!"

Xia Lin was silent for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Song Yan calmly: "I remember you said that no matter what I do, you will support me, right?"

Of course Song Yan remembered this sentence, but it always felt as if something was wrong.

Xia Lin continued: "Actually, I don't need you to do anything for me. After all, the university entrance examination is my own business, and you can't help me. However, I hope you don't disrupt my life schedule for this purpose, and don't affect it. My learning progress."

Speaking of which, the meaning of alienation from each other has been expressed very clearly. Xia Lin took a deep breath and prepared for Song Yan to make a clean break with him.

Song Yan's chest heaved for a moment, and suddenly he slapped the table hard: "You said earlier, you just got up half an hour earlier, there's no reason you can do it, but I can't. That's it, starting tomorrow, I will also be early Go out in half an hour, then you can't wait for me!"

Xia Lin was a little dumbfounded. When did they decide this?

He didn't believe that Song Yan couldn't hear his overtones, but Song Yan always pretended to be confused, and insisted on going against his intentions. He really couldn't think of any effective countermeasures for a while.